Kimama ni Tokyo Survive

After sending the OK and approval signs, the little Igari boy rose up momentum. Then you can grip both lumps and make a sound of the mood.

"Yikes, let's do it!!

"I like the power. Be careful not to get blown up, kid."

"Hey, these guys are off duty, so don't let them get hurt.

You're an idiot, Nishioka-san. I'm an adult, and I don't have the means to do it. I know, I know, at this age, it's unlocked to my throat.

At last, Nishioka-san sighed back at Igari Boy to see the poor thing.

Oops, let's do it ~

"It's funny when you lose to a woman. Don't lose, Spotted Pigeon.

Fuck you. You look great for losing to a rain dragon. I think so. When I stare slowly, Fujisaki's young people will also look back.

I picked up the bamboo sword thinking that I don't like losing too much.

Unlike the usual product, it is light and scaly, and I don't depend on the feeling it has. No, it was for fun, and he turned to the front with a smile on the edge of his mouth.

Then there was a man who burned up his fighting spirit, and he looked at me.

I look at it and reflect a little.

Though I was thinking of playing, the tingling air is real. He is seriously trying to defeat us. In that case, you have to respond in a polite way. Otherwise, be rude to your opponent.

Of course the Swordsman won't let go. It's cheating, and the purpose in the first place is to see his aptitude.

Even though I didn't wear any protective equipment, Igari-kun seemed to be scared, showing a strong smile with cold sweat.

"Su, wow, the aura looks like a cartoon! Oh, come on, seriously!

"Huh? What are you talking about? Are you cleaning your eyes properly?

The old man probably trusted me enough not to tell me about the armor. This is a swordsman, and I don't mind the least courtesy to Kendo.

Lower your head slightly, and Nishioka-san said, "Here we go! Sent a command.

If Fujisaki's man was "still," Igari was "moving."

It is interesting to kick the floor like a rattle and a meteor, but the axis of the body is not so shaky. When I enjoyed it, the tip of the bamboo sword appeared on my neck.

Oops, it stretches fast.

While impressed, the movement of the upper body is only avoided, and the movement of the other person is constantly observed. It's out of shape, but what kind of school is this?

Unconsciously, as a counter, an electrolithographic fire struck the root of the bamboo sword. My body just reacted on its own, and I was a little late and I said, "Ah, mmm. Add the words" something small, rather than small. "

The bigger the tip, the harder he hit it, and then he slipped on the slab floor.

I'm sure my arms are numb. For a moment, Igari was tougher than I expected.

Squeeze the floor and repeat the weight shift forward and backward.

It is interesting that the shaft does not shake no matter how much it moves. Whatever it is that goes against courtesy, it is the type of person who chooses intuition. I really like it.

But the moment the powder and blood dripped on the floor, "Until then! A powerful decree was sent.

What happened? I got a shoulder watermark, but I finally understood by looking at Fujisaki as he rushed over. When the knife was removed, there was a laceration and it was bleeding. He was already wounded by the first blade.

I was surprised and couldn't make a sound.

I thought it was so fragile.

Am I going to get hurt so easily?

The dripping blood came from a bamboo sword I waved, and I didn't think much about it.

I felt it was very violent and started asking myself if I should treat it in half as interesting.

However, it was Nishioka-san's fist that hit her hard on the shoulder. His face looked up, not angry, not laughing, but talking quietly.

"Strengthen him. Someday you'll be satisfied."

"Okay, okay."

I nodded unexpectedly.

It was a deep voice, and I thought that would be the best apology.

Yeah, I made up my mind. I'll train you. It wasn't meant for me or anything like that, so I thought it was good. I nodded again because I had something that filled my chest.

As he approaches, he looks up with his fingertips trembling painfully.

However, there is no fear in my eyes, and it seems that I see a far summit. With a glaring feeling, he lowered his hips in front of him.

"... in fact, I have healing powers, and I can easily heal Igari Boy's wounds."

You hit the book! Please show me!

― ― Spotted dove New, level 2.

When you reach out, the night guide (guidance) will tell you that information. My status and skills are almost empty, but I have various eye gaps that I can see when I greedily strive to improve my abilities.

Kataya Fujii is vigilant because her friend was injured and is trying to calmly identify us. Although it is both extremes of childhood familiarity, I felt that both are correct and in good shape.

He leaves smoke all the time and his injuries heal.

Respect, surprise, and fear. The two eyes that were open were very different, but both looked up the same.

I want to be strong.

As a man, not for duties or work.

I'm somewhat happy to know that. Then let's do it, we'll kill monsters. What a surprise.

"From now on, I will be the master. Refine and protect your citizens."

"Yes!

For the first time in a long time, I smiled completely innocent in a clean voice like a bamboo break.

I heard about it later, but it was cute. If they both thought their cheeks were strangely red, they were thinking about it.

Ke, I just think you're stupid. But I thought you'd be a little happy.

Of course, Fujii and Spotted Pigeon both chose a swordsman. I used to play Kendo, and you're not a sword like a rain dragon? Though I think so, he wanted to choose the same genre as his mentor.

And then somehow he found out about my birthday and he was going to give me flowers someday.

Why flowers? I don't think I can eat them, but I couldn't think of a perfect gift.

You're an idiot, I wish I had a survival knife or something.

What did I think?

My vision came back slowly.

The morning sun plunges in and smells like dust.

The noise of the butterfly helicopter is loud, and I can't even notice someone talking desperately from around me. The sun was so bright that I stared down at the ground with my poor eyes.

Surely there were disciples in the vast amount of rubble, with visible lacerations to the spine. There's blood on the trembling fingertips, and you'll soon know it belongs to them.

- Oh, what is this?

It's funny, it was a long time ago, but it feels like it just happened, and I kind of felt like you could bring me flowers. I don't know if a flower suits me.

I thought they were cute. I don't know if it's my brother, but I thought it was like that. I was just thinking about training you because you're still a little high.

Gently stretch your fingertips to find something.

Bullet marks on the upper arm and back and shattered joints of the whole body. There's no need to look into it, it's artificial.

But their eyes were steep enough to tell the story of the fierce battle, and they knew that they had never given up on protecting their citizens until the end. I don't know what to think of them who defended my words and fought through them.

The swords grasped broke from each other's roots and the wounds reached the spine. From this sharpness, it doesn't belong to the monster. They tear and pierce and use more primitive moves.

We can't just kill them like this. They were still small, but they were manly.

People wearing camouflage clothes are sending signals everywhere. It could be the militia in costume. The governor finally recognized it as a disaster.

Goto, you've become extremely dangerous to the world ahead. Eliminate them eventually.

Words that rise like flashbacks.

I heard that the day I first fought the psychic.

"Then take me as your opponent, you scum...."

"Senpai, senpai, please hold on!

I don't even listen to the storm dragon that comes after me, and I hold my hand tightly until I bleed.

I really wanted to scream. The helicopter was noisy and I wanted to erase everything.

But I'm sure the disciples did it under such a terrible circumstance.

At the tip of the gaze, there was a "nest" so large that the feathering was imminent, and two swords were pierced there.

Cut from its roots and cracked, its sword sparkles in the morning dew.

When I saw it, tears were flowing down my cheeks.