Over The Infinite

"For quite some time now, about beyond the 1000O layer... I don't know the exact time, but we'll see hallucinations from then on."

"Hallucinations?"

"It's not a state abnormality or anything. I don't even know if it makes any sense psychologically. It's natural, but it doesn't have an entity, and it's not a ghost. An uncomfortable being who just stands there and watches.... When I get mentally weak, a clown appears in the corner of my sight '

"... that's another pretty clear hallucination."

"I think this is a hallucination I created to retain an extremely polished spirit. When I'm hard, when I'm bitter, when I'm sad, he shows up abruptly and evokes negative emotions to amplify them. By doing so, once the unstable spirit is pulled in a negative direction, it creates a swing. That must be the kind of" safety device. "

…………

"Maybe it's like the beast of your cause and effect. I don't even talk about it, and I'm uncomfortable looking at it, so I want to get rid of it. '

"... you mean part of yourself?

"Yeah, I just condensed my nasty parts." Tachi, that's bad, right?

That's what Dammus told me before Kugelschreiber left the port. I remember it well.

-1 -

Shades that are too intense and vibrant to call vivid colors. It's as if a child with no experience in painting painted the paint all over it in its original colour, a disgusting colour. A flashy standing clown in such a dazzling sight stands in front of my eyes with the second by his side.

It's the clown who showed up behind Dammus when Kugelschreiber left the port.

I have a consciousness that I am doing something irregular myself, but comparing it to that is too unreasonable an unintentional blow from outside the board.

Though it was in a corner of my memory, there has been so much lack of information that there is too little connection to this incident that I haven't even assumed "what if" and there is no room to think about how I would respond if I were ambushed.

It's deadlier than any more, the worst and the worst timing. They pulled my leg on the occasion that it was the only place, just as I aimed for when I wanted to move fast, even minute by second.

"Daughter Die? Laugh, Yo, Watanabe Tsuna. This is a fun playground I created for you guys. All the attractions so delightful that the shady clown accidentally nicked it too sa. I don't have any staff and you're the only visitors to the park, and I'm alone in the mascot, sir. If you say you're lonely, you can also split up yo. Ichich."

Immediately after the encounter, a fluent greeting released from a clown who, from the information I have, should not even utter a word.

If this doesn't say anything, we can't even confirm their intentions, but fortunately... this clown seems to be chatting. In other words, there is a lot of information available from that word.

The first thing you know is that you know me. At least I know the name. It is possible that knowledge gained from the second, but it would be more natural to assume that you knew it from the beginning.

This space is the space he created to bring me in. Beyond what a prerequisite it is on the way down the aisle where the distance was cut, it did not originally exist, it was newly created by some ability, and it is almost certain that it is a field that works in their favor. What matters in this case is not the coordinates, but that they were prepared in advance.

My first objective is procrastination, not direct targeting of my life. If you think about timing, this is almost certain too. If so, we can't expect this to be the only place where the flow of time is slow. Rather, even the opposite would be possible. However, it is subtle whether the collapse of the operation is an end. I didn't aim for my life directly with all those good opportunities, I just called in. The second is probably alive, too.

It is a friendly behavior. Only on the surface, it belongs to a clown specializing in pseudomorphisms, but at least it didn't suddenly move into battle. Are you looking for some kind of negotiation?

The problem is... this is clearly deliberate behavior. This guy is taking this action on the basis of a clear will. I know what it means to be in the way here. I don't know if it's this guy's own will or if he's being influenced by Dammus. In the first place, I don't even know what this has to do with Dammus, who is supposed to be in the Crust Passage at the moment.

Then now that there is little information, visible information should be considered deceptive... camouflage. This guy assumes one independent being.

"... negative clown"

"Negative, how awful. Isn't Pestle Shingo right? Ma, you're right, sir. Yes, Sa, I am made of negative emotions detached by Pestle Shingo."

What returned is affirmation.

I don't have time to deal with them for long. I can't afford to devote precious time. But it's obvious that it's just hard to leave this place. I don't know what this guy's capable of. Everything that judges it is disguised as if it were a fluid mass of lies disguised in multiple ways and painted with futile information. It even gives the impression that there is no gap in the seemingly loose act, and that it is deluded so that there is no gap. As if that's what clowns are all about.

Worst of all, it's not weird that he had the same strength as Dammus, but then it's totally stuffed. Even if you run out of everything in "The Spider," you're not the one who can handle it. I mean, that's an assumption to throw off the edge.

"... what is the purpose of that clown? What are you doing this for?"

"Out of your way"

I thought it would cloud my words, so I made myself clear. And apparently, it didn't mean no questions, but it also made sense.

"I'm in trouble, sir. If you say you've been on the table because of it, but you've been rewritten for every fact of it. I don't know what you're doing, Ked. Is that what you're trying to do?

I don't know how far this clown knows. Whether the information this guy has is of the Dammus standard, or just restricted information from it, or if he has information close to us... or more?

All of them are possible, but I want to avoid passing on information in vain. We should be careful even if we have a conversation.

I don't want to have a conversation or anything if I'm serious, but it's too dangerous to ignore this guy's existence.

Even though this is how we confront each other and are just having a conversation, the advantages that we literally earned at an immense price will be scraped in vain.

"That's not an end, it's a means. Answer me properly, A. Pestle Shingo's rampage, B. That's by other deaths, C. The collapse of the stars, D. Interference in captivity of cause and effect, E. Just a leisure break... Which one"

"Humhum, the more nar, the calmer da than I thought. I'm trying to have a conversation with the right person. Hand dane who determines that the lie is indestructible and restricts the other person's information"

Don't explain it. You're embarrassed.

"Answer me."

"I'm not obliged to answer Sole...... and I'm fine with you, but I'll give you a no. Customers have to be taken care of, and it's a huge service. Others in F... Nah, I'll tell you something innocent. Nye. The answer is all but D, Dayo. A, because there's nothing else in the choice, otherwise ya can't answer even if the purpose is up. I'm sorry."

Extremely unexpected, but the answer itself is not surprising enough. All ABCs are linked events, and I feel that this guy is not a prisoner of cause and effect.

Plus, even if it's "other," there's a verse from the beginning that's meant to be "on the table."

"What die? As far as I'm concerned, Problem Nye, but you're willing to kill time just asking questions, Kana? Then don't go riding some kind of attraction because it's secak, yo. There's a time limit on Sug, Cruyo."

"I'm not kidding. I have no time to hang out with you. Get me out of here. And give me back my second."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

It's an imaginary answer, but it annoys me to pose one letter at a time and stir it up. It's annoying again that Dammus is usually going to do it.

"I mean, this is my thing in the first place. Second? I don't know what it is. Ked, you mean second Elsie, Kana?

"Whatever Dammus is, it's not yours."

"Dammus is me. I'm not a dungeon master, but that's what Pestle Shingo says, Nara, Sole is me. In equals, Nye. Pestle Shingo is not me, Kedo, I am Pestle Shingo. Who, Nemo? Denial is not beautiful."

I don't know what that means. I'm telling you deliberately so you don't know. It's highly likely, but at least I feel like it's not just another personality of Dammus. Though there is an atmosphere to make it smell by the way, it is as if it were something else. No matter how deep the consciousness and desire for ruin there was, there's no explanation for this guy's existence.

"Are you trying to tell me you can't get away with it by force?

"Want to try, Ky? If you're a customer, it's violence, but entertainment is a shady clown."

"Dammus... If you mean Pestle Shingo, make it a game format as usual. If I knock you out, I'll let you go."

"Nande? You won't miss it, yo. It's not like I'm gonna be here all my life, Nye. It'll only take an hour or two. Mar, I don't mind playing more, Ked. Sole would run out of clown profits, sir."

One or two hours is deadly. Even tens of minutes is a danger zone. This is how I keep asking barren questions. I even waste my time.

"Oh, demo, I'll give it to you. It's the lady who's gonna hold me beside her forever, Shitsurai, sir."

"What?"

Suddenly, I let go of the second the clown was holding here.

... What is this? Is that some kind of trap? It is the usual means in combat that binds the opponent's actions. The moment I hold it, it can come at me. But there is no choice not to take it. A second body released even within doing this hides what a clown looks like... no, it's not.

"BAN"

The second body could play.

-2 -

The contents that I could play are not blood, flesh and organs. It looks like an Android pseudo. It's not even machine and oil.

It was the dove that danced. The second body turns into countless pigeons and flies away with a rustle.

"Alye, of Ilanai? I flew away, Ked."

"... what are you going to do"

This is a free trick. The second didn't turn into a dove, and I guess from the start Arre was a doll stuffed with doves.... It fools me.

"Angry Nayo, Watanabe Tsuna. Isn't that a shady little clown joke? I'm good at tricks, Nanda. A lot of failures, Ked."

"... what happened to the second"

"Asshole."

I wasn't expecting an answer, but the clown pointed to the left. What's there is a super huge Ferris wheel with speckle colors like a flashy shocking pink paint. Hard to see scale, but hundreds of meters on the estimate. A monster Ferris wheel that even reaches full height kilometers. The fact that you can see that the habit is spinning properly means that it is spinning terribly fast. You mean there's a second in that basket somewhere?

"Ma, don't come back to the ground in half an hour, Kana. Even if it looks like this, Mr. Clown is a gentleman, sir. No harm done, yo. Relieved Sita? Nee, relieved?

"Uh-oh."

What do we do? Seems thin, but the second itself is just a pseudo. Worst of all, it is possible to restore it from the backup with Kugelschreiber. That's what I hear from the person, and if I can escape alone, I don't always have to collect it. But I don't have the means to escape in the first place. Ideally I'd let the second do the analysis of the world and run through the weak spots......

Do you want to use Spider? Sure, I can afford it, but I can't anticipate the cost of escape any more than I don't know the intensity of this space.

The sure thing is to narrow it down and make it stop again for time. The clown itself cannot be managed, and the escape needs to be carried out separately. That's a lot of consumption, but unless there is a direct inhibition, a cost estimate can be made.

The concern... is the clown in front of you no matter what you think. I haven't gotten my hands on it so far, but it's hard to imagine just watching the Spider activate in silence. As a minimum, if we can ensure the time required to activate even in about a few seconds….

... that there is no choice which way we do not meet.

- Action Skill.

Hold the hand. Every sheath, not every sheath. The idiotic specification of having a wooden knife in a metal sheath is original.

"Oh, Nanda, are you going to do it, Kai? Mr. Clown is no quicker than a pacifist dake, and violence is no quilla yo"

- Action Skill "Instant Clothing - Pico Pico Hammer" -

In contrast, what clowns prepared in "Instant Costumes" in the same way was a toy picohan. I'm kidding, but I'm not as toyed and alert as I seem. The same goes for clowns, but even if Dammus prepared it, he couldn't have been caught off guard or anything. Not surprisingly, it's a picopico hammer that cracks the stars.

It is not surprising that the Instant Costume was activated naturally. Worst of all, we even need to consider the possibility that we can do the same thing as Dammus.

"Saa, try your best da. If you defeat me, maybe this world will disappear or something, Cite."

The clown threw a picopico hammer into the air, stirring this one up in the same tone of joke.

I reacted unexpectedly, but the thrown Pico Pico Hammer returns to the clown's hands again. Noticed, another pico hammer was held in the opposite hand, and you were released into the air. More hammers in two go with each release, quickly becoming juggling by massive Pico Pico hammers.

... What are you doing, this guy?

"Aren't you coming, Kana? Me, I'm not good at juggling, so I'm gonna drop the duck!!"

One of the countless hammers was thrown at us. It looks just a big picohan, but it can't be normal.

Such a suspicious thing, taking it aside, even interception is bad. Dodge while preparing for the next bullet. Pack the distance from the clown. Shortly afterwards, there was a missed sound from behind...

"hey... to"

With a huge crushing noise, Picohan "fell" deep into the ground, leaving a big hole that he didn't know how far it was going, as if it were going through the ground.

If the normal laws of physics are working in this space, how many tons of weight could that happen?

"Ah, Mo, I can't hold it. Throw it all, E."

Subsequently, a large number of picohans are thrown down, trying to chase them. I'm the one who deserves it. Moreover, the hammer falls to block the exhausting escape route so that each draws another track and does not let it dodge.

No, I know it's one thing, but you can't touch this. There is no interception for such an ultra-heavy object.

"Huh!"

Keep avoiding the hammer falling like rain diving through slight gaps. Calculated and exhausted fall speeds and trajectories even limit my evasive direction and pour down to push me. Obvious guidance.

Not all of that was super-weight, or the phenomenon at Picohan's drop point varied. Some things fall in the same way with a big hole, just to make a very small crater, and some things have no effect at all on the ground like a normal Picohan. Everything about it is exactly the same. Even with a mixture of light things, interception would be a beating like a Russian roulette.

The distance from the clown does not shrink. Even if I kept dodging and stuffing the distance, it just made me stuffing. A blow to him presupposes clearing the way with an interception or something. Just get close and beat up. They're poking at me for such gambling.

... n Mon, you have to ride.

Launch the "Spider" at a very small size. Hand over the possibility of being in an ambushable position on a clown. At the next moment, it was present in the position of reaching the clown in a few steps. It's the perfect distance to wave a weapon.

Flashing in the hanging. I did everything I could to get through it. I'm not responding.

"Uwaryala Letter"

Hanging...... I swung diagonally down from my shoulder, but the clown's body ripped straight out of my head. Whatever you think is not the result of my attack.

It doesn't feel right in the first place. It's not like a cavity with nothing, it feels like slipping through a creepy liquid. I don't know if that was originally the case, or if it happened at this time, but I'm in an incomplete state where I'm there and I'm not. Regardless of the proper hit dialogue, this can't go through physical damage or anything.

Bounce it off a torn clown. Countless cards scatter like flying. That's not a direct attack, but my mind was telling the crisis with clear red flags.

And the moment I jumped back, something huge fell from the sky and stabbed me where I was until earlier. It's not the Picohan that was dancing in the air. It's a giant tramp made of sharp blades on all sides. You think the cards that jumped out of the clowns got huge?

Fortunately, Picohan has disappeared, and I'll take a distance to the open space.

Whether it was indiscriminate or aimed at me, one downpouring tramp after another instead of about 52 shaped the tramp tower that just piled up and looked up. It's not a simple triangle combined, it's a more three-dimensional and creepy object.

On a good note, the surface of the tramp is not a picture. I don't know if it's real or mannequin, but something like a human being is made to look like it. Whether it fits the pattern, there are four main shades and outfits. Jack, Queen, and King were found to have flashy start-ups compared to others.

Damn, what the hell is this? It makes too little sense. Where did the clown go? I was interrupted by a beautiful bow one day, so now you're going to tell me you've built it properly.

"Ooh, naze or a bunch of fangers in a place like this"

Clown voice echoing from nowhere. I guess I imitated a beautiful bow one day, but it's nowhere like a dough fan. Just a strong gust of wind blew right after that. I don't have the skill to exchange, I get blown away by stormy winds with tons of cards.

Damn it. There's more to unscrupulous. You think he's causing all this phenomenon without any skills? Even if there is a gimmick in the space itself, it would be abnormally extreme.

The wind never stops. A constant wind ripping through his whole body hits him, and he doesn't even know up, down, left, or right as if he was caught in a big vortex while being thrown out in the air.

In the meantime, the tramp wound up with me hit me with a blade on all sides of it.

- Action Skill

From an impossible position, I was forced to stab a spear at one of the cards. Although there was a hard response, the material itself is thin or the spear penetrates.

Pull the spear in with all your might and put your foot on the dancing tramp. Shortly afterwards, I noticed countless cards coming together to be attracted. It's gathered as if there's no such thing as the physical laws of the wind. Is that supposed to crush me?

- Action Skill

Anyway, if you have a superhuman sense of balance like Yuki, it's not a very, but it's not a sword-wieldable situation.

If you are not trapped, expand the red and shake off the cards. But every piece is more than my back length. It's water on the burning stone in a situation where it's coming together in large quantities.

"... Taskete," "Crucii," "Taskete"

A squealed human being squeaks. Are you hallucinating, or are you vocalizing through that mechanism, or is it possible that it's real, but what I know?

It's faster to get together than to shake it off. The wind will not be affected by surrounding everything. Although scaffolding was possible, there is already no escape. Front, back, left, right, top, bottom, all covered in cards. The prison was completed.

"Oh man!!"

- Action Skill: The Great Sword of Demonic Steel - Strike Smash

For every man-shaped nanica that is made, slap the sword with all your might. There is no great strength in it itself, even it is easy to cleave, but there was still a thick wall with overlapping cards behind it.

He slashes the cards with no heart. Every time I wave my sword, resentment and whimpering echo. I don't know what kind of setup it is, but I have a bad taste. It's not a setup, it's a worse hobby if you're a real person.

I can't see the outside, whether I slash it or not. They're taking too much time. If it's an exit when you get out of the tramp, this is just one of the clowns.

"... damn"

No, no matter how I scratch, I don't have a hand in getting out of this area in a short time.

... we should restart the time. Regardless if you maintain the time you originally stopped, when you restart, the cost of consumption and the time that constitutes the phenomenon jump to different digits, but if you are surrounded by all sides, immediate intervention should be difficult.

Clowns may be aware of this behavior, but if they even activate it, the cause and effect will be immobilized and interference will be difficult. Worst case scenario, if I'm eliminated, they'll cancel, but if they do, which way is the end.

It is only a short time before activation that you should be alert. Focus on being able to activate in as short a time as possible so as not to give them room to interrupt.

- Action Skill.

Perform a rewrite of the phenomenon around yourself. The range is around this amusement park. It really obscures the definition beyond the lack of grasp of the space itself, but narrows it down to the extent necessary for combat to detach it from the outside, causing it to block the flow of time.

I'm fine. I can't believe we got in the way if we get this far...

"Zahn."

... I felt Nanica get cut off.

-3-

A sharp fissure broke behind my back and suddenly the prison of Trump collapsed.

There's already no storm on that outside that collapsed apart, and I fall to the ground with the tramp.

Although I succeeded in landing, I couldn't hide my confusion. If you put your face up, there's a joker's bill poking at the ground that you didn't see so far, and a clown standing next to it with an unchanging creepy smile.

"... did what"

My "Spider", which was activated and the alteration of events was beginning, was cancelled en route. The alteration failed and was made an empty shot that also lost the cost of consumption.

Whatever gets in the way before activation, I can't understand what the whole way is possible, such as interfering along the way and being completely fogged on the way to alteration.

I can see an unrecognizable Japanese sword in the clown's right hand. It's not a joke weapon so far, it's a decent weapon. You mean you interfered with it?

"Here, it's called. Of course it's not real, sir. Explaining, Kai?

"... I'm not here."

... it sucked.

Source Light allegedly slashed the earthspider. Source's famous knife. If it was made by the hands of Dammus, it is a artifact that is never itself, but if it were so named to exist, it would be turned into a special attack weapon on a being named a earthspider as well. The definition of naming makes it easier to have weaknesses, on the other hand, that immobilize and strengthen its existence. If that is the existence from which it comes, it is even more unfortunate.

To name a few weaknesses, the source of the crusade, the Four Heavenly Kings, and supposedly the Knee Maru. If it's even a knife with the name < spider-cut >, there's nothing more as a weapon against earthspiders.

This one killed the very influence of the Spider.

"Though a force of my own origin, it was Sentimental Kana who gave you that name? Although I am part of it, I am Shingo Pestle himself." The Spider "doesn't matter if it bears such a name, yo. Yikes."

"... uuuuuuuuu"

It is true that when we ate the beast of cause and effect and lost the existence that has impersonated all our sins so far, we wanted to leave them in some way. I don't deny that's my sentiment. That would certainly have been the weakness.

But this is the path I chose. It's the thing I decided to carry away. I won't let you deny who it is.

"I knew it was sentimental, Da. Nice, nice, human smell and really yip!! I mean, not like him, Dane."

"... that guy?

"Weak, stupid pestling new-go. He dumped me by making excuses for what he didn't need. Negative emotions are the opposite of what you are, Dane."

Even against this far, I don't know one thing about this clown.

What was born of Pestle Shingo's negative emotions. Behavior and behavior as if they were established as separate individuals, not as if they were separate personalities. Using the habit, the power that seems to come from Dammus, I say I am Pestle Shingo. What is under that mask? Does the face of Dammus remain intact?

In the first place, it doesn't make sense to appear on this scene. What about Dammus, where this guy is supposed to be here with an entity, and then he's supposed to be in the < Crustal Passage >? Does it exist in double? Are you saying that someone with this power is splitting up and we're alone?

"... you resent Dammus?

"In Nan?

Why... aren't you interrupting me because I'm the one who dumped you?

"Attch hates my hair, but I love Sa. I don't mind telling you I love you! Of course, the existence he loved is equally loving"

It was an incomprehensible expression of emotion. Suddenly, the atmosphere full of deception unravels, and the fever rises just saying that this is the truth.

"I want to suffer because I love you. I want to be hated because I love you. What a painfully stuffy look makes me feel like I can't even replace Nani Things. It's too funny how you deserve it and can't go forward or backward. Te supreme dayo. In the Infinite Corridor 101st layer. Dane enough to affirm that the existence is more stupid and interesting than this when it is deranged by others. I don't even understand Dare. Even myself. I'm the only one who truly understands his misery!

…………

It's crazy. Or is this normal when it comes to negative embodying?

"Watanabe Tsuna, a prisoner of karma, if you're running down a avenging path with negative emotions as food, you should understand Deki sa. Kono Black Warped Enthusiasm Koso Is People Ga Man Tal Root Nanosity"

"Are you nuts? That can't be all. You just feel that way because the only thing you know is the root."

Indeed, I base my negative emotions and walk with them in my support. I have to admit that.

It's understandable that Dammus decided he didn't need the coin to go along the infinite corridor and cut it off. That is also the weakness of people. I guess that turned out to be a mistake. Mostly annoying.

But that's never all. There's no way a guy with only a negative amplitude can make it.

At the end of the day, he is behind the scenes with Dammus... Pestle Shingo. No matter how distorted it may be, it cannot be established alone. Dammus has to face it, his own problems are just things that have taken shape and emerged.

Such a mon, I have trouble being pushed by Koch.

Yeah, I'm probably responsible for most of the problems we're having right now. I am the root of all evils, and the result of countless problems deriving from them is now. The future that was supposed to be there... I'm pretty sure I'm the culprit for the death of someone else and the rumbling of Dammus. But did you know about him?

"Pestle Shingo, clean up Temeye's mess with Temeye. Sole is not my problem to face."

"Nice thing to say, sir. Sole must let him hear the words he wants to be bald da"

"No... Fucking clown. You're Pestle Shingo. I'm telling you."

"Soda, I'm Pestling Shingosa. Collective nano-ness of useful parts of weak and weak human accomplishments, foolishly wasted and discarded"

"I won't let you say you can't do that. That's a problem you should clean up before you go beyond infinity. It's just that I have to go back to Earth and die with someone else and congratulate them."

"Ah, I don't know what he's talking about."

"I don't want to be told, clown."

I made up my mind. Do you know anything about this guy? Even if I can fix it, that's not what I do. Ignore, ignore.

… but what to do. Besides not changing what this guy is trying to interrupt, time keeps diminishing for a minute. If there was at least a second, it would be possible to analyze this space...

- "Watanabe Tsunami, please direct Sole to the designated location now." -

... Pretty good timing, huh?

The "Tales of Reading" from the second arrived at an excellent time. I don't know what the condition is, but by the time I was able to do so, I had recovered.

Don't enlighten me. Naturally, it's possible that this is a trap. It is possible that this "Tale of Reading" itself is the work of that clown. But I'm not willing to go along with such a forgery. I assure you this is second. On top of that, he completes the demands without his understanding.

I don't even respond to "Tales of Reading". I can't "disguise" you like Dirk. I'm likely to be enlightened.

"... I mean, questions with you are pointless. If there is only deception from the ground up, it is no longer a conversation."

"How do you say Dakara, Sulu? Pushing through with force, Te? I can't do it. I'm just like Shingo Pestle. You must have tasted the difference in power, sir. You trump card, Poi," The Spider, "which works for me."

"That's deception. Except you can do the same thing as Dammus."

"I have a basis, no?

"Survey"

…………

I don't know, I think he's being seen with his eyes, but maybe he's right. Even "earthspider" control is not complete.

- Action Skill.

"Ma'am, sole? The art is naive."

"But you don't know me."

"... Nan or Funny Thing Is Yal Na?

You can't possibly know. Dammus, of course, doesn't even know the people involved in this case because it's one end of my trump card.

You don't need a bad skinny job. Naturally, "Knife moves" are released. Action skills that can be used with this weapon.

- Over Skill.

Flashes to slip the body tucked away in the sheath. Unleash an attack by abode.

A "knife technique" of living together that can never be activated with a wooden knife. I know it's Dammus, but for the first time, it's my only overskill.

"Heh?

The body released from the sheath is not a wooden knife, but a Japanese knife. Things with another possibility that were < not >.

The name is < moustache cut >. It can't exist now, we'll get there someday, the way this knife should be.

A slaughter that slashes an amorphous thing strikes a clown. I'm not flying a sword strike, this skill is something that spans a wide range from the beginning.

Although we say running water, the subject can be air or an indefinite body. I slashed every space that existed between me and the clown. At the same time, I tried to prove that the Spider was not deactivated to reveal the < beard cut >.

Next thing you know, the action I take is a chase... but it's not natural. Distance and run from clowns that are twofold so that they look extremely natural. We're headed for the giant Ferris Wheel.

"Iine, nice. I don't know what Nan is. Meaning unknown da. Now you're chasing me, Kana? Clowns, not ghosts, but sir."

"Baka! Who's going to deal with Temeer, you harem bastard!! Get caught up in a drooling backyard play and lose your stomach rub!!"

"No, I don't care if you tell me, sir"

It is genuine, by the way.

Run while you stay alert behind. Clowns chasing like they deserve. A mysterious sphere flies in and runs to its destination avoiding bouncing back in the air with nothing.

He doesn't do everything he can to hunt down his opponent from the start. Drive them up with jitters and more maneuvers. I guess that's a method of warfare that asked for more certainty than to be happy to see the opponent's right and left. I don't know the sincerity, but I'm sure that's the tendency.

Probably no damage from Running Water Knife. You'd have been surprised, but that's all I'm surprised about. But the alarm that there might be something else could have been called in.

Here, there's no way I'm going anywhere but the Ferris Wheel. Determine that this is the case, even if it is not absolute.

As a result, his pursuit culminates at a point intended for the Grand Ferris Wheel. In other words, if it was up to that point, it would be enough to deal with anything.

Keep avoiding even the unpredictable, bouncing superball in the air. Keep avoiding the ever-increasing number of soles that are no different from bullets, beyond the limits of human reaction speed.

There is still a distance to Ferris wheel, but the destination is close. Square with a slightly opened red water fountain. That's where it's designated.

Just a few more... here.

"N?...... apyo!?"

On the other side of the Grand Ferris wheel, an enormous ray of light emanated from the direction in which me and the clown turned their backs. I don't know if you didn't realize it or if you dared ignore it, but it strikes a clown straight and causes an explosion that scrapes it off every ground.

That doesn't end there. All the Super Ball fun returns from earlier, the rays fly from all directions.... No, that includes physical bullets.

"Ooh? Kugelschreiber?...... it's crazy. Well, yes."

I heard a clown say at the heart of a series of bombings. Perhaps a voice that offends the other person is not an airborne sound.

If I looked up into the sky, I could see a fully armed second floating there.

"The point is to degrade Elsie. If it's only for restraint, Nayo."

The clown's voice color remains unchanged as the terrain is bombarded to varying degrees. I don't know if it's damaged. At least it can't be a decision hit.

"... because it's a restraint"

"Al?

At that moment, there was a shadow flying at high speeds from just above the clown to fit.

- Action Skill "Tornado Spin"

It was Yuki who could not be here who rode the hoverboard and made a blow to the clown while spinning as fast as he could advance.

-4-

It would be a restraint, but it would be a blow to the assault, but if that's all we can do with that thing, we haven't had a hard time getting this far. But there's no problem because he's the one who doesn't need to be defeated. What matters is the rest. It's reinforcements that showed up in addition to the second.

Yuki, who struck the clown, did not pursue him and landed straight in front of me.

"You... how could you"

"The sight of the assault stood, so I left it to Berenvar to pull out."

You understand that there is no time, Yuki has thrown an explanation in the end.

"Mr. Gergial warned me when he realized he hadn't gone through the corridor we had prepared after more time than he had assumed. The same goes for killing and connecting directly here. It's a message." I'll lend it to you. "

"... are you serious?"

There's no reason for him to put any more shoulders in it. There was no reason not to, but he had cooperated enough so far alone.

That's not the level of fine play and overservice in this predicament. I'm jumping over the boundaries of being on my side.

Even though I was the first person to be wary of betrayal, I kept on my side like a gentleman. But now I just appreciate it.

"Okashina, don't break into the conospace without any prior warning, or even Pestle Shingo, just don't deceive, Done. Nah, I don't know. You work in Chicara, here."

I can see the clown rising across the smoke. But even if the silhouette could be confirmed, there was a voice, and there were signs, it wouldn't necessarily be there.

Yuki knows that, too, and I feel broadly alert.... Was some information-sharing coming from the second?

"So, maybe you don't have to. It's me, right?

"As you can imagine. But everything perceptible is disguised. Even words are deceitful. Plus, it doesn't have to be as powerful as Damus to do the same thing."

"... a joke"

But I have my hands.... I got a hand.

"Yuki."

I reached out, Yuki shut up and shook that hand back.

"About three minutes. You should keep it for a minute at all costs.... Sorry but I'll take care of it"

Copy that.

That was one of the trump cards I didn't plan to use, although I had told them I could do it beforehand.

If there's a possibility there, it's easy for the Spider to attract and pull it out. If you ignore Yuki's burden, you can reproduce the stripper's observer at a minimal cost.

If it is in direct contact in this way, there is no interruption of the < knee circle >. That was confirmed by the moustache.

"Mmm-hmm? Ma, yip. Originally, it was you two who predicted it. In a way, the appointment doli means dane. Or Koch is more convenient."

From the smoke, especially a clown who walks in without fighting back. The appearance condition is dust-free. Full. I don't know how much damage was done with the second beam and Yuki's assault, but it doesn't mean no damage. If you don't affirm it, all your actions will be sealed.

I don't have enough information. The piece leading up to finalization is toothless and nowhere. But be conclusive, not hypothetical. You should. That's the prerequisite for confronting that monster.

This guy has roughly the same hand tag as Dammus, an unknown chunk, and is an extremely sensible monster who also uses his hands without hesitation, which Dammus would not exercise due to differences in consciousness.

On the other hand, I can't get as much output as Dammus, 10% or 1%, which is working under that kind of limit anyway. So to speak, it equals a full optional supercar loaded with a mini 4WD motor. Even such specs unconditionally overwhelm me represent a lot of Dammus' carbide, but there's no such thing as not having all the right hands anyway. It's all deceptive to not wear out and look like no damage. Assume such determination.

Yuki nodded. At the same time as we switched, we ran in a different direction.

- Action Skill

As he rises, Yuki's movement transforms into something similar to that of the observer. No matter how many clowns you're dealing with, it should be enough to buy time. Otherwise, my departure won't be complete.

I remain anxious that I could barely give you clown information, but Yuki should be able to fill it with intuition. At least it works better than me.

"Second!!"

The second flew in as I screamed and reached out. Grab that hand and leave into the air.

The second rises while the shooting provides restraint. Earn altitude and distance.

"If I have to, I'll get to where he can't reach me and activate the Spider, but do you have a plan to escape?

"The prospect of escape stands. We're done analyzing this space."

Apparently, it's a policy to stay out of this.

"This space seems to have properties that keep expanding slightly, including the corridors created by Gergial Hasha. The intensity of the space itself is not great, but it is adjusted to make it difficult to target with advanced multiple camouflages and constant movement of boundaries."

Bad personality. I have to try, but even if I get out of Spider, it's a structure where all the costs are high.

"What's that calculation?

"It's over. And then aim..."

A place with nothing quite a distance from where clowns and yuki engage. So the second stops moving and enters the anti-aircraft state.

Shoulders, hips, and a turret unfolding on his back were directed to a point in the sky.

"You can wear a hole with a huge output"

A high density of energy is released that can be mistaken for a battleship's main cannon or something, and the sky cracks.

Beyond the hole, which was perforated in a pompous and unnatural way, belonged to the corridor I saw before I came here.

-5-

"Aha, get away, Chatta. Is that okay? I'm looking forward to Mata's visit."

I don't know the details, but the... perhaps negative part of Dammus would have embodied the clown, he said, as if he didn't have any particular obsession either.

I haven't been able to confirm it directly, but maybe Tuna and Second escape would have been a success.

"So, the new customer Sun doth no? Why are you playing, Die? Super fast screaming Ferris wheel? Mary Goland with a horse without a neck? There are no rats, but there's also a copyrighted vehicle that looks bad, Al."

"... It's Al who doesn't get on. [incomprehensible]

I'm sorry, Al.

I don't know what you're thinking, but I'm pretty sure you have an underlying layer of Dammus knowledge, right, Colle?

"Jaa, you should non virile until the results come out, yo. If you can get out on your own like you did when you came, you can go after it, and after a while, this world will disappear, too, Shi."

"Aren't you going to interrupt?

Honestly, at the time Tuna was able to escape, the purpose for which I came here was fulfilled. All you have to do is buy some time, and there will be consequences. If Tuna's world changes, it won't change where she is, and even if she's dead, she'll live again. Although I have to avoid being able to make alterations that invade my more rooted soul.

"Shi, it stinks. Mo, you're doing your job."

"You don't think Tuna can make it anymore?

If you think about it normally, you will. But... I guess not. Perhaps this clown has a different purpose.

"Saa? You might not make it, sir. But you're not gonna make it, are you, Kana? Watanabe Tsubasa"

I don't know how serious I am.... gathering information on this clown opponent is pointless. Words, deeds, atmospheres, they're all full of deception. So if you judge only by inquiry, that's probably true. This clown seriously thinks so. I mean it, I think either is fine.

I can't think of an ambush on Tuna as a whim or anything like that. At least I'm not just a delightful criminal.

... Probably something like that that you can accomplish just by putting your face on this occasion...

"Ayadayada, a type like you is troublesome because the deception of a shady clown is hard to get through, sir. Kugelschreiber is like Motiron, Watanabe Tsuba. The type who prioritizes thought can fool as much as he wants. Sa"

It was such a reaction, as I was expecting to think.

"I sound like an idiot."

"Even idiots are not Yi. Idiot supreme dayo. In fact, I hope you're an idiot, Neh. It's worse than that. Class, Dollui"

I don't want it to be the same.

"Nan, why don't you guess? My purpose."

"... conspicuous"

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

"Emphasis on my impression of me and Tuna."

"... Seriously Tachi Bad No Na"

The clown's atmosphere changed only for a moment, in contrast to my tone, which I was half sure of.

... yes, the second is probably irregular, and this guy's target is two guys, me and Tuna. Perhaps the starting point was that Kugelschreiber showed up when he left the port. I don't know why we're here, but that's what I'm saying if I'm just going to conclude.

"It's been guessed from Chatta, I'll screw you over. … my purpose is impression manipulation. Shingo Pestle was the only one who recognized me and expanded my presence. Let them know I'm here."

... and the clown decides he has no problem rattling around. Because the crap can't be my disadvantage.... No, because I even think it would be profitable.

"If you show your face at the best time here, that's all you can accomplish"

"Soo. If I'm interrupted, annoying Janai? Isn't it beautiful how you hate me, sir?"

In the meantime, it's impressive because it's creepy how you tilt your neck small like that. I guess this is all impression manipulation too. If you think the contents are dammus, not clowns on the outside...... more creepy.

"I don't want anyone to interrupt me. The big one, the delightful clown showing up abruptly and getting in the way of meaninglessness, is a sawdust. Impressive Darrow? That's it. My victory is confirmed. Sita's sa. What's his purpose? What you're saying is credit dekinai... it would be great if you fell into a narunte suspicious darkness and crept. In the midst of the battle between you and Shingo Pestle on a cosmic scale, I won the championship with only me and Shingo Pestle. I don't care how you roll over the board, it's a loss. Aimwinner."

"I just made a strong impression of me and Tsuna, and I don't think it makes sense if Tsuna loses"

Tuna's defeat is equals death. That might stop the collapse of the stars at the time we rescued the others, but I guess it's impossible to avoid a fight with Ibarra. At least Tsuna was so sure.

... Oh, that's why you have insurance... me. Even if the result is correct, my intervention will only benefit this clown.

"At that time, I can be on the table in anticipation of Shingo Pestle's disfiguring personality. Interrupting Alain and Mazel can easily kill without even giving information, and they can also enjoy Elsie's long and long distress, which remains unusual. So sa. Had it not been altered, it would have been Thor's haz"

Initially, after reaching the Crust Passage, stopping Ibarra from killing others, and making a world change in the Spider, the flow was to enter the battle against Ibarra, which would be inevitable.

But you better think that Tuna doesn't have time to spare than they took so long. Successful rescue doesn't necessarily mean we can move straight to world alteration. If it could not be altered in that way, it should have been Tsuna's explanation that a similar end would come, pulled by the peculiarities that preserve a strong cause and effect even when it sneezes on the spot.

... If it was original history for Dammus to clown, it would have been what this guy wanted.

I was listening, and unnaturally there was no shadow of Mr. Alleyn's presence, and he said this guy was the one who was all over it.

"On the contrary, if Tuna wins, isn't all that prospect bankrupt for you?

"What are you talking about, Die? I know you do. Ked, this interruption is insurance dayo for you. Besides, Sotch is funnier. Shingo Pestle has to keep fighting with such a pretty, gloomy bomb inside. The affliction boils down to different happiness again, Darrowne. I'd rather be backed up and bald. It's free."

Maybe this clown didn't originally have much power. I know it still is, but when I showed up before us, I guess I only had enough influence to really show up to the limit.

That was drastically altered by the occurrence of this peculiarity. Strong interference was gained in the world of the table.

That way, the more awareness is created, the more existence is established. As I said, the bomb itself grows bigger.

"You realize, Ked, the more you tell someone about me to take care of it, the stronger your impression will be. I just told Shingo Pestle, who hasn't noticed the details, it's the same sa"

I don't have a hand in not telling Tuna or Dammus. You're an extremely tough guy, at all.

I mean, there's no point in him fighting here at the earliest. Even if I try to escape, for example, I can only interfere with pleasure purposes.

Wins and losses have already been decided on this board. Whatever you do now, the result will remain the same.

"I mean, I'm wacky to win alone no matter what happens. Good sir, win and run"

"Yeah, you are. There's nothing I can do, and I'm not willing to do it."

"Darrow?"

"But I don't like it, so I'm gonna punch you."

- Action Skill

He assaulted again as if unintentionally, slamming his fist into its face with all his might. Goopan.

"Oh, Al?

"'Cause you get paid for playing in people's names."

"Sole is not me..."

"I'm serious. That's what I'm talking about.... There was nothing wrong here, so let me worry about it for now."

Let yourself be just an emotional impulse. Because I probably felt that was what makes this clown bad.

Whether that was the correct answer, a slight emotional swing could be seen in the eyes peeking from the clown's mask.

-6-

"Second, aren't you going any faster!

"This is the speed limit."

The amusement park fell out, but the properties of the expanding space seemed to extend throughout the corridor, and the distance, which was originally a few meters away, had grown far beyond. If it's the second speed of flight, it's shrinking that distance, but it's still not enough.

And I don't feel like I'm gonna make it like this. Ibarra hasn't been resurrected yet, and that hasn't been killed by anyone else, but that's just not yet.

The time I put on that clown was too long. All that extra time would be shredded and even the surplus resources of the Spider would be at stake.

Sensibly, although I feel that the wedge of singularities is pulled out more than before the corridor penetration, I can never afford it. Especially that time-stopped empty-firing is deadly.

"We have a booster of defects brought from Ladine. If you jump out in a way that puts you on my cruise speed, you can earn your distance."

"Defects...... what are the disadvantages?

"On top of the speed adjustment not working, the explosion is dispersed after use. I'll push it out after I've earned the speed to the limit, so get in."

It's dangerous, but do you want to ride, or is it already a decision, not something like that? That's a ride.

I don't even have time to ask, but I think it was meant to be a defect more than the second one has.

A machine of different shades appeared beside the second group of weapons, along with effects such as some electronic data had also materialized. Very similar to what I used to pack my distance in the Serpent Dragon Battle.

Similar to the array, there is a handle for the user to be caught, so hold it from the second hand to it.

"It's a piece of equipment with a skin membrane for forward protection, but this is not a defect. Please manage to flush the air resistance."

I feel a lot unscrupulous, but I don't have a choice, so I don't have to complain. Anyway, because you can clearly see the rush from the flat second tone.

"I'll overload my flying capability in five seconds, so start counting down to the maximum speed you can keep, please timing it"

"Rikai"

From the next moment on, the bottoms and the weapons they were equipped with will fall. I don't know how much that makes sense, but I guess those are unnecessary dead weights to get the speed out.

From the predicted timing, the speed increases rapidly.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."

The countdown started. I feel the distance to the exit shrinking rapidly, but it will never reach me in this remaining time.

Perhaps this acceleration has rounded everything else up. I'm supposed to be the kind of dump that just needs to get to my destination.

"Second, thank you."

"... no, good luck"

I was on my way down the countdown, but I didn't need to count anymore. The booster ignites in such a way as to leave the second behind. Accelerate my body forward and forward.

I don't turn around behind. Perhaps the second is crashing beyond its limits. I only look forward because I know that.

Unlike the perimeter of the secondary, which was somewhat protective, the air resistance and heavy pressure that hit the direct. I'm about to lose a thousand arms, but I can't cry if I can't stand it.

It reaches the exit. It's only a short distance away. I've been interrupted most of the time, but there's a showdown with Ibarra over there.

Time is...... probably critical. I won't have time to explain it to anyone else. I may not even be able to afford to check around. Pre-prepared, 'cause now's the time.

She has a mustache cut on her lower back. Not what that clown said, but there can be no more weapons if you think about it against Ibarra. In the first place, this was just going to be used from the beginning and the order went crazy.

Through the corridor. Track modification is imperative shortly afterwards than not knowing what's going on with the missing tip. I am prepared to perform track correction of force moves with less precision than comma.

Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate.

Violent air resistance turned into a storm shortly after it passed through the corridor. We can see that they've obviously moved to a closed location.

The location is… probably inside the < Crust Passage > at Dompisha. A mysterious sphere shines in the heart of the large room covered with plants, occupying the majority of the vision.

The target is only a short distance from the others... but not enough. I kicked that fuselage away from the booster and tried to replace my body.

You noticed me flying at a bullet-like speed, and that made my eyes meet with the others. I see a slight consternation in empty eyes like I didn't feel anything.

Dammus... can't confirm. I can't even afford that. Because right now I saw a hole in space in the "rear of the blind spot" of someone else and a giant ghost hand popping out of it.

I am the right arm of bulimia. There is something like a mouth in the middle of an open palm, although the scale obviously doesn't fit with what Erica showed me before. Probably something to prey on.

I'm not on a critical level. I made it with just a difference in touch.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!!"

- Over Skill.

Using < moustache cut >, flash with momentum. This is the only trump card I have for you, specializing only in slashing ghost arms.

The opponent is Ibarra, I am Watanabe Tsunami, I used < beard cut >, and the subject is an arm area creates synergies in all aspects.

Even if it is an arm that penetrates and swallows the defenses prepared by the paranormal being, let it be cut off irrelevant.

It conveys the feeling of the arm being slashed off. I just slapped him round the tip from his elbow.

It was someone else who pointed his gaze at us while standing on the bar, but even if there was an ambush going on here, he could handle it. That's what Danmas is all about.

I feel a huge wedge in the singularity has been removed. However, it was unlikely that the Spider could still be activated.

Even if I feel below the comma, I can tell it's super fast. After the crash, a lot of post-move rigidity has occurred due to the influence of "Goddess Strike/Arm Break Chi". Plus, I'm never gonna miss me and deal with my left arm that appeared like a chase in time.

"Gaha!"

Grabbed by a giant left arm. He's trying to get pulled in somewhere without even being able to resist. Perhaps Ibarra awaits you beyond that.

I don't think we can create room for a world change or anything if the battle starts. The clown's ambush caused him to lose his most important time.

Oh, shit. Or do you think this was the muscle writing in the first place?

Is defeating Ibarra a prerequisite for world change?

The view switches. It was thrown from a room made up of plants with mysterious luminescent bodies to a murderous plaza with nothing.

Passive made it. Make sure to roll and land. Immediately, alert the pursuit and raise your face.

There, the figure of a giant ghost who lost his right arm looking down at me.

Death itself stood for me.