In a space filled with black, only orange noise was taking action.
The only antivirus for Kouku is that a nasty attack on his body doesn't work, and even if his vision is crushed by nausea, it doesn't mean he can see through his nausea. If crushed, the vision remains dark, naturally invisible.
Well, for Orange Sound, there is no need if there is no particular interest in the life or death of Jiuke. It doesn't even matter to Orange Sound if Qi works.
It's just that I can't use one or two of the means to kill him anymore.
There is no need to use great skill or magic to kill humans.
Speaking of polarity, it is easy to kill with both hands, such as humans. Even if you use tools, a single needle can kill humans.
More importantly, I remember the orange noise clearly. The first time I tried to kill someone.
- Before he came to the other world (...), he killed people with a ballpoint pen.
Not since I came to this world.
Before he came to this world, that is, in that world where killing people was first and foremost illegal, he tried to kill the boys students who tried to offend his best friend. After all, he himself died shortly after that, so it is unclear whether those boys and girls died.
I didn't come to another world and commit the first act of taking my life. He's an otherworlder who's committed murder in the first place. To the extent that the world has changed now, he does not respect his life as much as he hesitates.
The orange noise ran through the black-filled space and held all the party members up in disgust. And he turns back the way he came and leaves the building.
Even as an orange noise, I knew it would be bad minutes to engage the enemy like this.
Leila becomes incapacitated and Lulu is in a bad mental state. If you listen to the story as it is, Noel, Corpse Sound, Leah and Finia are also likely to be incapable of fighting because of the story, and then you will be fighting alone with Leishe and Orange Sound. That was clearly bad minutes.
"Ki, tough! What are you going to do!?
Leishe, who knows his condition, asks while he is distracted when his vision is clear through the building.
"In the meantime, I'm going to escape to a place where I can hide just Layla. There may be no escape because it's an island based there, but it's the worst you can do to build a ship and cross the ocean."
"I see...!
"Though... there's already one from right behind, chasing me. At this rate, you might not be able to escape a bit."
Listening to the orange noise words to the question, Liesche turned around no way.
Then there's Ariana and Stella running straight towards this side.
No matter how you exceed the boundaries of your status beyond what two physically stat people are chasing, you will easily be caught up with lower orange noise speeds when it comes to your ability to attack.
And the anticipation naturally hits, Stella and Ariana circling in the direction of the orange noise, blocking his path.
Stella has a spear of thunder in her hand, and Ariana has already pulled out her slender sword.
The struggle is desperate no matter how high the orange noise defense is if you deal with two burial weapons or two powerful men.
Although Liesche seeped a rush in his face wondering if he had any hands, the orange noise would not stop that run. If you notice, each hand has a small knife made of temper.
"Tough!? What?"
Leishe's words were never told until the end. Because the orange noise has increased the speed.
"Become...!?
"Huh...!
As the orange noise stepped into the two nostalgia at a rushing speed, it pushed the knife into their bellies, ignoring the spear and sword that were shaken off both sides.
Stella and Ariana were surprised by the behavior, but so was that. It's an orange sound with a defense that bounces back Mary's attack with a vegetarian body, the funeral weapon that the most defense of them makes no sense.
He doesn't need a weapon to defend him from attacks in the first place.
"You're alarmed, both of you... that you don't think you can fight me forever."
Thunder spears and Ariana's sword pierced the body of the preceding orange noise made a tall sound and slipped through the body of the orange noise. The blade only cleaves the orange sound scholastic run and cannot scratch his body with a single cut.
And the orange noise attack, which ignored the defense and stuck out the knife, slightly slit the flanks of the two men who went into a single hair-avoiding action.
They were two people whose faces were slightly distorted by the pain, but in a moment of rigidity about the pain, the orange noise ran between them.
You don't have to fight. It would be fine if we could get through between them. The orange noise kicks brilliantly at the impatience of the leachette.
"What a guy..................!
"Tough......!
Kicked in an instant, Stella and Ariana followed the orange noise again while keeping their flanks down.
Both Stella, who has already engaged twice or so, and Ariana, who is relative for the first time, are stunned by the gall power of orange noise. No way. It's hard inside, even if you understand your own strength, like coming in without doing any defensive action.
If you make a mistake, an act that can also be seen as a suicide volunteer.
I doubt his sanity for the gall power to judge it and move it into action in an instant, and for the spirit that does not look at itself, the way he fights as if to entrust himself to madness.
"Stella! You head to the beach first! Because Atashi will follow him like this!
Copy that, sir.
First, calmly Ariana gives the instructions, and Stella follows them.
"I can't get away with it... because by the time I got here, I was already like a caged bird"
Poop, after squealing like that - Ariana kicked the ground.
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"... I didn't expect you to run away that way.... Crazy, it might still be impossible for him to understand"
"What are you going to do? I know it's impossible for them to get off this island, but honestly, isn't it hard to subdue him?
"Elfriede...... well, his tolerance is apparently unusually high. If you break Mary once and see that the battle is completely defective and unharmed... it could even prevent Mary from slashing."
After the orange sounds left, in a clear space, Jiuke had an invincible grin.
We can keep so much leeway because there is a kind of bond all over this island. This is something that has a similar effect to that witch, Cecil's kingdom, in brief:
- Do not refuse what comes, do not let what leaves escape.
It is easy to enter and difficult to exit. It can be said that it is impossible for orange noise to leave this island more than it is strained.
Even if he has a good defense, the attack is no big deal, so he can't destroy the junction. I know that from Stella's report that she actually fought. Therefore, their island escape is impossible.
"Doesn't that mean it won't be a battle?
"Phew, that's something you'd know better. In Stella, Mary and Maria, it may be hard to beat him... but you and Ariana are different, because your funeral armies - they're special."
If you are two of the first and third in sequence, "Heavenly Crown" and "Holy Sword," you can cross with orange noise. I can see some certainty in his face that he knows his defense and says it's okay.
"And... he hasn't noticed. The funeral weapon... is not just yours - so am I."
Jiuke laughs invincibly. Behind the eyes swinging in madness, somewhere - there must have been something swirling with drool.
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- Dark, painful, heavy, hard, painful, sad, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty!!!!!!
Darkness was a habit.
What hurts is that I was used to it.
Heavy, I should have been used to it.
The hard part was getting used to it.
What was painful was getting used to it.
The sad thing is, I should have been used to it.
But, but, but why are you so stuck up?
I can't believe it hurts, it's hard, it's painful, it's always been there.
I could still stand it.
There have never been more painful things.
There was a time when my stomach was pierced. I was fine with that. Sometimes my hair was pulled and cut a thousand times. I was fine with that. He used to have his eyes crushed. I was fine.
If it was for "", I could stand anything.
I could stand it. No wonder or anything, because I wanted it myself, accepted it, and thought it was strength. Because I cherished the emotions that were in my chest, I was overcome with any pain, pain, or grief.
Yet so scary. So sad, heart-breaking pain.
To parable, let this and the precious sand that you have decided to pick up fall zero out of the gap between your fingers, out of the desert that extends throughout this world.
To parable, as the treasures I've scratched in my life so far have been shattered in the chest.
If you compare - if you compare -...!
I had an urge to scream.
Not because it hurts. Not because it's painful. It's not a problem right now, like the pain and feeling of the body. This scream, I'm sure, my torn heart wants to scream. The body is only a mediator to make it sound.
But I can't even scream right now.
I can't even move it. My body is heavy, bitter, hard...!
How can it be so sad. How can it be so empty?
-... you are free.
I should have been free. I should have been released. My life, it was over then and I even thought it started then.
And yet, how is it so tied up? A heart tied to a goose cross hurts like a thorn.
"..........................."
But I really knew.
This heartache of mine is because I (...) am gone with me.
At that moment, all the power I had fell out of this body. The colour of my hair, the colour of my eyes, fell out with me. It disappeared.
I regretted at first that it was a 'red night'.
But I was a little glad that I met you and it was "Red Night". While we were together, I appreciated the strength of being able to protect you.
Now, I think I'm the best day of my life, even though you're the one who protects me - that day that still turned out to be the Red Night.
So I'm so sad.
From the moment I was infected with "The Red Night," as a human being, I was destined to carry this bitterness on me, but as Leila (I), I was even a blessing blessing that carried the fate of meeting you.
That's why I'm so miserable.
'Cause I wouldn't even have met you without this power. Without this power, I can't protect you, help you, fight you.
I'm just gonna be protected, and I'm gonna end up in your luggage.
So hard, so sad, so painful - that was natural.
"Uhhhhhhhh!!
There was a voice that didn't scream. There were zero tears. I didn't like myself for being tiny. I want to be with you. [M] But I can't help myself. The effect of being forcefully pulled and cut a thousand times, or the body still has severe pain running. It's like blood erupting from all over your body.
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You are still fighting. [M] Holding me, protecting me, fighting. You're not supposed to be a sweet opponent enough to win while you do that - tough guys don't even think about abandoning me.
Everywhere kind, everywhere companion thoughts, everywhere favorite.
to the habit of being able to be so cruel,
to the habit of killing people so easily,
To the habit of being so indifferent to people's hearts,
To habits that have been so scratched, to habits that have been hurt,
To the habit of coming crying so hard,
To such a strong habit,
You've been in such a terrible way.
Why don't you throw it out? Why don't you give up? Why didn't you abandon me? Why don't you run away? How can you laugh? Why are you standing up to me?
I know. As much as you didn't from the beginning, I know. With this hand, in this memory, I know. As strong as you are. [M]
Tight, you are such a weak habit -!!
Tears are zero, they won't disappear.
The flowing light infested the air through the blue and white walls.
Again, now it's time to protect you. Don't lose it again. You just came scratching my feet.
To your weak habits, you've only been connecting your bloody heart, your wounded heart, with something.
That's why I like it. So I thought it was sweet. So I thought I had to protect you.
Now you're stronger than me, and you still hurt more than me. We all know that, don't we? I know that the thin laughter you bring to mind isn't a real smile.
You never laughed in front of us for a moment.
Your floating smile is the mask you created to hide your anxiety, your fear, your tears.
It's a mask that I can't take off anymore. If someone doesn't take it off you, you'll stay out of your true mind forever.
You must have been hiding this despair, fear, and pain I'm feeling behind that mask the whole time. You've been hiding behind that thin laugh long before you met me, this sadness that I can't stand, and this intense pain that seems impossible to hide.
I can't believe I realized by now, I can understand by now, it's too funny and laughable. I finally heard something I never should have heard before.
Mine, tough yours,
- It hurts, it's painful, it's hard not to like, it's not to like, it's sad scary dark not to like...!!!
The cry of my heart...