Kimama ni Tokyo Survive

Although it is a slightly lacking expression, he probably liked eating it while staring at the hamburger.

But I stopped chewing.

As a sign of suspicion, the eyebrows bent in a strange shape and gently picked them out of my lips... Pickles.

"Hey, wait a minute. Pickles is a famous sidekick in the hamburger world. It's just as important as full-body black tights in detective anime. Eat him as soon as you know."

Holding the fries, Big and I point my index finger. In a pose dressed for nothing.

You know how I feel when I want to say that.

Beef bowls with red ginger, sushi with galli, and hamburgers with pickles. It's been a long time since we were born. Just shut up and bite the common sense guy.

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My cat-like eyes drifted away, and I started eating hamburgers even harder.

I'm that guy, senpai, older, and a horrible monster can hunt with a smile. In general, I tried not to tell you, but you're always enjoying it and leveling up. It's sloppy, all kinds of things!

"Senpai, why are you so loud about cucumber?

It's not a cucumber, it's a pickle! You only have moisture, and don't go with bluey vegetables!

What are you looking at me like, loose eyes? [M]

"Goto-san. In most countries, pickles are cucumbers. It's vinegared, not pickled vegetables."

What? Ah, shit... I didn't know that much! It's a hook problem, that's it! I've always loved cucumbers... tickshaw!

I arrived at the police station in the destination while taking care of things like senpai. Butt, butt and close the door, and we'll go down to where the taxes came from.

Even so, it's a little away from the local area, and it's a normal place with a large site and building. When I look up, I think that the gray building is intimidating.

He walked through the dark corridors lined with lockers, passing through the martial arts arena.

As far as the interior is concerned, I may be teaching the neighborhood's elementary school students Kendo and so on.

From the sparkling polished flooring, there is a hint of wax. I remember the gym in elementary school, and I just missed it a little.

When we enter, the foreigners stop talking and walk shoulder-to-shoulder.

Loosely, you finished a brief greeting and looked back at us. [M]

"This is Fujisaki-kun and Matsutake. I wonder if they're both synchronized."

"Yes, I've been playing Kendo since elementary school."

"Eternal rivals!

They seem to be young, neither of them as old as me. It's an off-duty suit, but I don't like the heat gazing at this...

The Igari boy's hair is a little short, and he feels like he loves sports. The other one is tall and looks serious.

Somehow I wanted to touch it, and I grabbed Iga Chestnut's head.

"So, you're both awake? When was that?

"Ah, about a week ago. How about you?

"Same as Fujisaki. You're suddenly gaining strength, and I'm going to do it!

When I touch my head, he answers energetically with a penny. I don't know, it feels so good to touch. The feeling is going to tear me up.

When I thought about it, the door opened. There was a man of good physique who looked like he was practicing martial arts, and he raised his hand to us.

"Hey, Goto. You look as good as ever. How are you feeling?"

"Well, Nishioka-san. It's off-duty today... I don't think so. I look good in my suit."

As you can see, he shrugs his shoulders, and another man from behind, who came up with the detergent scattering operation, enters the museum. I suppose you said thin trees.

This man is thin, wears glasses, and has little dignity. Except Nishioka-san. The previous two people also tightened their spine.

Well, I totally ignored that, and I'm touching my chestnut head.

"So, I'm going to find out if I'm capable, but can outsiders like me do it appropriately?

"I don't mind, I haven't been able to analyze anything at all. If you decide yes, that's the decision."

Nishioka-san's face looked obviously irritable and slowly clasped against the wall.

Even if she is busy, she is interested in checking her abilities. I see. Even if I were in the same position, I couldn't ignore it.

Thingi opens her mouth with a disturbing smile to speak for him in a mood of frustration.

"It's a terrible situation. The superiors only ask questions. What's going on, what's going on? That's why giving instructions to the local police is incredibly cumbersome, so I went out of my way to do it...."

"Thin tree, don't bother to shame your family! Goto, start when you're ready."

Oops, you're in an oblique mood. That's how it goes up there.

I think it's probably because of me. Because we are only communicating information about the appearance of monsters to them, they are consequently given special consideration.

Even though collaborator A appeared openly, you wanted to hide me from anyone but your family. No, I wonder if you're trying to protect me.

Thank you, but I think we can use each other more.

Well, no. Punch me in the head, and then I made a suggestion.

"Can I add the Rainbow to the list of people there?

It seems that they first noticed her there because they stood by the wall secretly and without any indication. We'll pardon each other, and then we'll have a suspicious look at us.

As soon as Yutori-kun slapped his ear, Mr. Nishioka slapped his mouth.

Of course, the two young people had the same look.

Wearing his carcass and wrapping his head with a hand-painted clothing, the rain dragon looked like something else.

I didn't hear anything about it, but I might have taught martial arts when I was a kid. It has a vibrant atmosphere that feels that way.

He was seated correctly and turned his quiet eyes towards the young people facing him.

"Fujisaki, Rainbow, forward!

Yes, the dazzling voices of men and women are released.

Tie the noodles, stand with the bamboo sword in one hand, and thank each other.

Even from this point of view, the rainbow with a crushed head is low, and Fujisaki and his opponent pull their lips together to express their will to fight. Then the room was wrapped in a tingling air.

"Getting started!

Under Nishioka-san's orders, the two shook each other's bamboo swords. Containment and intimidation, then the reading began.

"Are you sure this is the way to judge?

Yes, Asaki-san sitting next to me whispered to me, but of course I don't know if I'm capable because of this.

But what I've learned so far is that my personality changes the direction of strength. Levels 1 and 2 are incalculable.

So I wanted to check their personality first. So I laughed back at Mr. Thingi with my eyes, but I kept my eyes off their movements.

And their battle will change.

Yeah, well, we got each other on edge, and the man stepped in a step from restraint.

"Uh-oh!"

Young people can hear a good voice with a sense of urgency. I think I'm even cool as an amateur.

However, in a straight down blow, Paul and the rain dragon burst into the belly of the bamboo sword. Fujisaki watched slightly, and before the rainbow's bamboo sword was shaken down... the young man filled the distance.

The blunt sound of your body hitting each other.

― ― Fujisaki Jin (Susumu) Level 2.

With your help, Guido, I can get that kind of information.

Hmm, you're out. The one who gained strength by defeating the monster has arrived. Had it not been for the dragon, I would have been more surprised.

But I don't praise you, I fly a grand jerk.

"Fujii! Don't try to reduce your strength because you're a woman, seriously hit me!

"It's not Fujii, it's Fujisaki! Ooh, ooh!!

I set up a struggle to respond to it, but the rain dragon didn't fall back. Should I say it can't be lowered? Unlike a small appearance, a firm stance seems to see the strength of her core.

A sword-like expression that narrows your eyes thinks about how you should take care of your opponent in one second.

Fighting is the sharpening of concentration. There is also a difference in physical fitness, so it would be superfluous if it were shredded to physical strength. However, my strength depends on whether or not I can cope with it.

The flooring rang.

Fujisaki noticed and watched as he tilted. When I finally caught sight of the rain dragon, my extremely straight blade was already swinging down.

Yay, yay, yay!

Oops... I sigh inside the building. It's the ideal side after you control the power with your hands and break it again with your moves.

With the speed of swinging down, the young man was slightly hovering his feet. Perhaps the more experienced you are, the higher your current level.

― ― Rainbow Chikusa Level 7.

Occupation: Swordsman (Samurai) Level 3.

That's what she chose, with all her sniper arms.

But since it was the decision of the person, I will never object. She loved the sword and grabbed it by believing in her personality.

The staring rain dragon smiled slightly at us.

But it's strong. The level difference is overwhelming, even though you haven't unlocked the Swordsman (Samurai). It will be due to previous experience and combat intuition. Hmm, I'll do it.

Then let's take a look at the other one... and he raised his hand well.

"I hope to play with Mr. A! Please, Shimazu!

Oops, I've been nominated. He's strong, or he's full of energy. In that case, let's get you a little serious. Just a little bit.