Kuishinbo Elf

The next day after a sleepless night. On the promised time, Makoto makes his way to the rendezvous place. There was Shizuru Kato and Shizuyu Mitsugawa, who looked like they slept there as well as Makoto, a park bench with a view of the sea.

Shi Jun is a light outfit named Jeans on a short-sleeved shirt and shows off without sparing a large physical presence forged in.

Hourly rain is a light blue lineage one-piece dress. When there is no decoration, the good amount of the hourly rain itself is pushed out to the front. A pale green shoulder bag hanging on the shoulder is the point, which is the person's valve.

Makoto also rendezvous with the two in a ruffled outfit. She's wearing a white t-shirt, hot pants and red sneakers, another rough outfit. Slim, long legs nail the gaze of the men.

"Hey, it's been a while."

"Seijiro's totally, like, a girl."

"Hey Shi Jun, time rain, long time no see"

There is no such thing as reluctance on the three people who are childhood friendly. The time rain narrows my eyes when I look at Makoto, who has become feminine.

Nevertheless, it is no when it comes to whether Makoto is completely feminine. Occasionally, the masculine part peeks into my face. That is dangerous for women.

The hot pants that Makoto is wearing today are not worn to boast about his body, but simply because they are easy to move.

While worried about the brunette stretched out to her shoulders, Makoto told the two about last night's news show.

"That's it. I've been watching you too."

"Me too. Maybe it's not a mistake. The color of your hair is different."

"I saw it, too. The color of that hair is the color of the original scented hair."

Makoto receives the two reports and is sure that the person he sees is definitely Kaori.

I can't forget to forget her face. I put my hand on my chest and pushed her to silence.

Shi Jun, who couldn't stand the silence anymore, moved into action. Suddenly, she began to rub Makoto's breasts. It was an obvious demented act.

"Tell me, why did you rub Makoto's tits?

"Good for you."

Shi Jun sank into the earth with the spectacular uppercut of time rain directly hit by his jaw. Still, the only reason I can get up right now is because I'm not working out the same way.

He plans to volunteer for the militia after graduating from high school. In different worlds, on earth, he had chosen the path to be a shield for the powerless.

Shi Jun suddenly rubbed his breast, Makoto, for a moment, his head turned white. Shi Jun and I had not had such an exchange for a while, so the reaction had been delayed.

He was stunned by the feeling of Shi Jun's big hand on his chest and the appearance of his own breasts, which deformed quickly.

I just didn't feel bad. I guess that's because Shi Jun had no evil intentions. In fact, Shi Jun just wanted to change the atmosphere. I wonder if the behavior is sexual harassment.

"Not at all... Seijiro shouldn't be alarmed either, should he? It's not like I can follow you forever."

"Ugh, yeah. Careful, Riu."

Makoto, who was shuddering, is spoken to by the clock rain, and even if he manages to reply, he bites the end of the story.

The time rain, bitterly laughing at the way it was, pushed Makoto and Shi Jun back and sprinkled with a little early lunch. Shibuya sandwiches are a reputable coffee shop across the street.

The reason I chose Shibuya was not because I saw yesterday's news, but only because it had already been decided. Still, it would be natural for it to have become a flow after stopping by the scene of the incident.

Makoto and his men arrived at the scene. There, it gave him a glimpse that there were still many police officials and that the case was under investigation. The blue sheet covering the scene accentuates the vibrancy.

"... Something feels weird"

"Did you notice that? Me, too."

"Oh no, me too. Signs I never wanted to remember again"

Only three people on the scene would know, there were perhaps some offensive elements left behind. It's intense as if you're telling them to feel it fast and it convinces the three of them that it's a yama that the police can't do anything about.

At the same time, I wanted this to be some mistake. But that can't happen first. They know too. That there are enemies of the living and the living here, too.

"What do you think I should do?

"I don't know what to do, I'm not gonna do this. You're gonna have to leave it to me."

"Yes, Makoto. We can't even carry weapons right now."

"... right, right"

The carrying of weapons by the general public is not allowed in Japan, where there is a gun knife method. Without the weapons to exercise it, even if they have the power to fight, Makoto and his men are no different from the general public.

After realizing that there was no more information available at the scene of the incident, Makoto and the others made their way to the coffee shop.

Coffee shops are decent, but they are very sprinkled and there are about three sets of table seats with large sun umbrellas lined up at the store. Inside, the two sets were filled with guests, so Shi Jun secured a seat, and Makoto and Shizurai in the gap became the flow to purchase coffee and sandwiches.

Into the store, the two will be provoked by the aroma of intense coffee that shakes their brains. There was a man who spoke to two of the expressions. He is a man who owns a shop.

"Welcome, Customer"

"... Ha!? Ah, su, sorry!

"Huh!? I don't know, I felt like I was flying somewhere..."

Makoto and Time Rain rush back to the store owner. The owner of the coffee shop was a man with a gentleman standing in his late thirties. A neatly organized all-back tells the story of his calculus.

In the store, his restraints and designs have become such an elaborate and intriguing interest, while still presenting the look of the antique shop. Coffee mills, which would be treated dearly, also seem to have quite a few years in them.

In this way, while being hit by a unique atmosphere and a swinging aroma, Makoto and Time Rain order recommended coffee and sandwiches.

"I'm in awe. So how about an original blend and a sandwich of bacon, lettuce and tomatoes"

"Yes, so please"

"Just a moment."

Not only do I not make coffee in this store, but I don't make sandwiches. It is intended to provide the customer with a freshly made product, and has been the subject of discussion for a long time. This thoroughness was highly appreciated and steadily began to come with fixed customers.

"I don't know, it's a sensual scent."

"Well, maybe it's compelling."

Observe the store for now. The store is well stocked, with table seating, but few, and only about ten people can indulge in coffee.

Originally, the store opened in a hidden form for the store owners' acquaintances, but I don't know where it came from, but the rumoured customers came to the store.

Then, it doesn't take long for the name to be known, and even the time rain has thus come to know the store.

"Thank you for waiting. It's an original blend, bacon lettuce and tomato sandwich."

"Wow, looks delicious"

Finish your accounting and head under Shi Jun. He reacted as quickly as possible to the aroma of coffee that Makoto had and moved his nose tingly.

"Wow, that smells good"

"It was even better in the store."

"Seriously, I should have let you in too"

"You should let me in when I return the dishes."

"You know what?"

The three of them couldn't help but decide to indulge in coffee and sandwiches. Keeping coffee close to the mouth, a high density of aroma flows into the nasal cavity and falls into the sensation of brain paralysis. It was as if it would be correctly made a drug, a body you couldn't help but ask for.

When included in the mouth, sweetness appears in the acidity, and good bitterness tightens the tongue. This bitterness did not differ from what the body craved. Swallow the dark liquid, and its aftertaste dominates the mouth without neighborhood. But it eventually pulls off. That's why we have coffee in our mouths again.

"Ha hoo, yummy"

"Yeah, this is a bad guy if you put anything in it"

"I've never had a good cup of coffee so far in black, either."

Three people who were all lifted up sandwiches in the story, but ate their faces for coffee that wasn't just a joke. Then mouth the sandwich.

The fluffy bread texture is followed by the crisp texture of lettuce, this collaboration can't go wrong. Tomatoes, and bacon, are caught in that lettuce.

Bacon appears to be five-millimeter thick, edible, and seared in charcoal. This scent has the power to rock the stomach directly.

It was homemade mayonnaise that connected them together, and it looked like they were sneaking yuzu pepper into the hidden flavor. The tingling, spiciness induces the next bite.

The volume is also full and Shi Jun is a satisfactory dish. However, Makoto and Hourly Rain decided they could not complete one meal. Separate one for two and push the remaining sandwich against Shi Jun. Naturally, he had a full and satisfied look on his face.

"A sandwich is brilliant, too."

"Hey, that's a lot of volume."

"Really? I'm just fine eating two."

"You're overeating."

"Oh, my God, it's all muscular, okay?"

Shi Jun showed off his strength in vain. Marutai-like arm. Seeing Shi Jun's arm get fatter once more than when he was in another world, Makoto looks at his arm. It was whiter and more leisurely than when I was in different worlds.

I look at Makoto's condition and see the rain in his arms. I was tapping. It would be evidence that we are eating intermittently. Earth sweets are the source of fat people. No, intermittent meals. Definitely.

"Ooh..."

Raising his voice like a hell of a deceased, the hourly rain slammed his face against the table with his hands. Seeing how it went, Shi Jun burst into laughter with Guerraggera. Regardless, after these few seconds, he turns into an untold living corpse.

"Hey, that was a good store. Let's go again."

"Right. I haven't eaten a sandwich yet."

"I'd love another cup of coffee."

The three dare window shopping in Shibuya. Have a good time. Only at this time did Makoto ever learn loneliness or anxiety. But [it] doesn't matter if it's convenient for them.

The scream went up. A voice screaming something. Screaming again, the sound of something being destroyed. Finally, a large number of people decided that it was not a good idea and escaped.

"What the fuck!? What the fuck happened!

Shi Jun attempts to approach the cause of the commotion, its great book and thinkers. Shi Jun's insistence on shielding the weak and improving as much as possible moved him. This kind of development is accustomed to Makoto and Shizurai also scratch people's waves and join Shi Jun who preceded them.

There it is in reality and unreal. What occurs in asphalt is a sea made of blood. Is the flesh object the victim's? White and black color scheme cars that raise merciless flames. Tear it up and show yourself, the worst being.

"... a ghost!

Shi Jun accidentally set himself up. But his partner has no stick, no shield, let alone even armor.

That's the same as Makoto or Time Rain. In these days they have no means to counter ghosts. The power of the shadow that the ghost wraps around, the power of the ghost can only be countered by the power of the peach or similar power of the yang.

In other words, it would not be effective for a police officer to set up a gun and fire.

"Oh, no! Why isn't the gun working!?"

"Kalololololololololololol...... kowoah!

The ghost was people-shaped, but hard to say about people. The shape of his face collapsed, and it was like a blissful laugh that he could not do without having a face in the mouth area or a mouth in the ear area.

But its ferocity and human detached muscle strength are not laughable. I would also have to admit that endurance is considerable. It's not bitter to have your whole body wrapped in flames.

The police officer was frightened by the appearance. I'm still a young cop. I guess I lack experience and judgment. With rattles and trembling, the bullet continues to pull the trigger of the exhausted gun.

"No! Officer, run!

"Ho, the main officer. Ha! Safe citizens! I'm in here! Don't run away!

But the readiness was real. Protect citizens. With that one heart, he kept waking up and facing each other. But Makoto knows it's pointless. You can't let him die. It didn't take long to make that decision and move on to action.

"Kah!"

"Hih!?"

The ghost moved. At the same time Shi Jun, Makoto moves. The clock rain crouched in the rear and got something.

"Holy shit!

At Shi Jun's weight, the young police officer is swept away and rolls a considerable distance. A ghost arm passed the place where the policeman was, poking him into the ground paved with asphalt. Moments, the ground is scattered, turning the road into something unbroken.

The wild horse, who was watching that, screams and begins to flee. Those who were shooting on their smartphones also perceived it to be dangerous only this time, and began to flee in turn.

"Damn, you don't have the means to attack, there's nothing you can do! You don't have any peaches over here!

"You must be here! We need to buy some time till the peach guy gets here!

"I wish I could buy you some time! They're coming!

Shortly after Shi Jun's warning, a ghost jumped. It's a tremendous jump. But Shi Jun, Makoto, who has combat experience in different worlds, avoids at his leisure. The young cop who saw the sight suspects the sight in front of him. And I mourned my helplessness.

"Damn, even to those kids... can't I even take my senior's revenge!

"Officer, I can't do that to a normal person!

What about you?

"I don't have time to explain now! Protect those who can't escape on their own!

Hourly rain persuades young cops to give priority to the protection of those who are running late. There were many people around them who were injured and falling, trying to escape while pulling their legs together.

Assuming they have a ghost target, there will be no life. The young policeman gritted, but remembered the figure of an old policeman who had died sheltering him, choosing to save others over his own will, taking charge of those who were losing their minds, and beginning to guide those who drew their feet.

"That's fine, that's fine. Survive."

The clock rain was holding an iron pipe in his hand. But she doesn't get hit by ghosts first. Because she herself has often argued that it is pointless. So why is the hourly rain holding an iron pipe? The answer was immediately given.

"Shi Jun!

"Whoa!"

Shi Jun was confronted with ghosts to hide the appearance of the time rain. This didn't happen by chance, it was all planned.

"I seek the arrow of fire! Let go, let go! Firebolt!

A hot flaming arrow is created at the end of the iron pipe, burning the tip of the iron pipe. It unleashes and goes straight on Shi Jun's back. But just before hitting him, Shi Jun turned around and dodged the arrow of flames. The ghost in the form of being plunged into the void was to receive a flaming arrow on his face.

"Did you do it!? Should I say?

"Don't be silly, carry the wounded! There's no way it works even though you don't have peach power!

The ghost stands flat, as the clouds say. But the expression had a discomforting colour. It is leaping to extinguish the flames emanating from the arrows of the flames.

The situation has already deepened the confusion, where time and rain used magic, and no one has already pointed that out. There is no way that all those who are desperate to escape are concerned about their surroundings.

But things have an exception. The exception appeared to exorcise the exception.

Light rays. That pierces the ghost. The hit point is the right shoulder. The right shoulder of a shattering ghost. A burrito and a right arm fall, a blood splash rises and a scream that I don't think is the object of this world.

"Now Ha!?"

"It's a glow of peach power! The peaches are here!

There he was. Who pushes forward the attribute of thick bottom glasses for dark hair lowering, and a full, flat body shape complete with sobacus, damn serious and chairman of the committee, even this.

"Peach use, it's a tour!

Makoto was stunned by the way he looked. Is it at first a disguise as a peach user or a uniform, she wears a witch's garment and holds a bunch of plaques in her hand?

"Michiru?

"Huh? Makoto?"

Michiru Takezaki will regret that his reply was a far-fetched one. Totally involved, he said. But she doesn't. Makoto and the others, one foot faster than her, were sticking their necks in the fight against ghosts.

A ghost turned a hateful eye on a peach user. I recognized my enemies. As a peach user, Michiru, still shallow in the sun, hastily tried to activate Peach Immortality, and dropped his bills from his hand.

"Hawawawawawawawawaa!?"

"Calm down, Michiri-chan! Peach Immortal Art (Wu with Peach Light), Available!?"

"Shh, Makoto, how do you know that?

"Fine! Come on!"

Seijiro, who heard the voice of another voice from the mouth of Michiru, who excelled in confusion, is convinced that the Lord of the voice is Michiru's Peach Senior.

"Michiru, Peach Fairy Art" Wu with Peach Light "activated! Shan!

"Ha, ha, no! Peach Immortal Art (Wu with Peach Light) activated!

The glow of peach power emanated from Michiru's hand, enveloping Makoto. This peach fairy art is the basic fairy art of peach use, the art of empowering those who do not have peach power against ghosts.

"You said it! Makoto!

I'm not the kind of man to waste this gap. Shi Jun goes to pick up the pistol that was visible in the corner of his sight at this time and throws it to Makoto. She receives it firmly and checks the magazine.

"One bullet left... enough"

Makoto puts the muzzle on his forehead. And pulsed the magic. This gun is not the magic gun she's used to using. But she believed him, New Numb M60.

Receiving Seijiro's magic, he feels unprecedented power. But originally, the New Numb M60 does not support magic. I'm sure he and she both understood that this would be the first and last blow.

"That's why I decide. With this blow!

A ghost advancing, Setsushiro. Seijiro's concentration has now reached its limits. Accelerating consciousness, all the time moves slowly. A ghost stepped in, jumped? No, Feint. All of that looked like Makoto.

That's why I didn't miss the moment when the ghost fell out of balance and died.

"Now!

Gown!

That shooting is something that will not be emitted from him, roughly. And there's nothing impossible about that shining bullet. Both Seijiro's arms bounce up in recoil. Shattered scattered New Numb M60.

How much is in his heart that served and avenged the Lord?

"Gahhhhhhhh!?"

Once, the area that was between the eyebrows is shot through and the brains scattered. It is the end of the devil that screams. A ghost that breaks from its crushed parts into a peachy light, a sign that his people have been exorcised.

"Thanks, and... sorry"

Makoto sends his thanks and apologies to the shattered New Numb M60.

Thus, the catastrophe that suddenly appeared was suppressed by the hands of Makoto and his men. But this is just the beginning.

"Shh, Makoto... what the hell are you doing?

Will the encounter between the new peach user Michiru Takezaki and Makoto Miyagi anticipate an unsolicited crisis on Earth? The Peach Academy, which unites the peach users, was only watching over the trends of Makoto and the others.