When he got to where the Massago was, the Massago was fighting in a full-blown creative way.
Fighting Misago was a woman who appeared to be in her twenties wearing wildly designed clothes colored in two colors: black and pink, in the absurd hair of fluorescent pink. It's a strange thing to have a gun in your left hand and a hammer in your right.
"He..."
"Ugh, you're lying. Ugh. That Massago..."
The groan and Alisui groan at the same time. Alisui looks at the state of the Massago. Look who's fighting Alisui.
"Is that Masami Toriyama?"
I looked at the woman and the shake said.
There will be no strangers to the name among the peers, the famous freelancer. He is a stranger but a bearer of great skill and a bearer of all kinds of anecdotes. Recently, its activities have been remarkable, such as leaving Makoto Aizawa and Mika Tsukinawa in Tokyo Dikland and carrying out guerrilla suppression with the legendary hero Bowman Amano on the battlefield of Tachikuni.
"Awesome...... I can't believe there's someone who can cross over with that Massago."
The twat squeaks. Masami Toriyama is also responding to a mass that moves around at an unnoticed speed and engages in a fierce attack.
"We can't call each other"
Rin said. At first glance, they look like each other, but Masami Toriyama is obviously squeezing at his leisure. It was clear to Rin's eyes that Misago was attacking unilaterally, but felt anxious not to be able to attack him and his movements were gradually getting rough.
Probably show a decisive gap somewhere and you'll get a counter. Massago is scratchy in the first place, but Masami is no matter how she sees it.
But before Masago's phenomenal amount of exercise and agility, Masami Toriyama cannot easily turn to counterattack either. If we join them, we will determine how we can defeat Masami Toriyama.
At that moment, Masami's speed suddenly increased, and his right upper arm of the Massago was pierced.
"Huh? I shot you in the face and you're off? You'll do more than you think, won't you, this girl?"
Masami sends a word of praise with admiration.
"Open."
In response to the words, the twat opens the door of the subspace, and the two of the ten nights continue to leap into the normal space. Shaking is a temporary standby for accidental strikes.
"Oh, more. Enemy? Enemy, right? I'm sure it's the enemy. 'Cause obviously the enemy is watching me with his eyes, and I guess the people who come here in the first place are coming because they're enemies, and I think they're enemies at the point where they all of a sudden show up like this kid. What do you say? I think that's my guess. You're right, aren't you? It would be bad if it wasn't, so I'll ask."
He shoots at the floor against Shingmi, who talks about fighting the Massago. The bullet appears diagonally overhead at the back of Masami's head through the downward built subspace door.
"What? What? Now?"
Makoto avoids the shooting lightly from above his back and squeezes his eyes in surprise.
"I don't know what that means. That's your bullet now, isn't it? Shoreline. A bullet shot downstairs warps and goes out on top, or what? Ability to warp bullets? But then you'd think it'd be harder to warp me directly into my system, wouldn't you? Still, I think I can handle it."
Saying, Masami pays Massago with a smidge. A blown mass hits the wall and falls to the floor.
"It's an honor to know your name, but you're pissed you're underestimated,"
Looking at Masami, he says away.
"I don't mean to, but where did you think that was? Which words bothered you? You know, let me know if you like? Tell me for later school? I'll be careful in the future, so tell me? I don't want to talk or act like someone else hates me."
"So what if we don't talk about anything?
Speaking in a cold voice, he takes a miso in his left hand and throws it in front of him.
"Misowall"
A small grunt appeared a wall made of miso between Masami and Masami.
"Huh? What is this?
Ten nights of moving around while shooting a gun at Miso in surprise Masami. I don't think I can shoot you with this. Somehow they're even shooting at a space transfer.
Eliminate the miso wall when it is hidden behind the machine. Ten nights hide in the miso wall and turn to the left side of Masami, from where you dash all at once to challenge Masami for a melee.
"I thought it would come"
Masami shrugged and turned her body toward the one of the ten nights.
Ten nights of swinging fists, the jaws protrude. The speed of reaction exceeded the speed of the ten nights, and a blow was struck that could not be played with the power of the ten nights, and the right hand of the ten nights was pierced unbroken.
"It looks amazing. Are you making fun of me for a second? I think it only works for stupid people like that, don't you? So, I'm not stupid."
While I'm talking, Masago returns and kicks me to Makoto. Two shots were fired at the timing, but Masami did not appear to panic at all against the simultaneous attack of the two men, causing them to move calmly.
"No."
Masami pierces Masago's thighs with a poke. Ten more nights he tried to shoot the gun, but a moment earlier, a shake shot the gun, and Masami squeezed this at his place.
"Oh, could the current unintentional strike have been good inside? If it wasn't for me, could it have been a hit?
Masami takes a glimpse of the wobbler coming out of the door of the subspace.
(It's still too early for you to come out. Though ten nights was about to get shot)
I think when I look at the shake... It may be that the Ten Nights have perceived it as dangerous and can no longer be there, but nevertheless, in this situation, it is the idea of the company that they should trust their movements and be thorough in their role.
"Hmm, four to one. Ah. It could be a bit of a hassle if this happens, and I think I should add another pill."
Masami throws an outlet into her mouth. We also know that the reason for her out-of-standard strength is the specific trait of taking more than one outlet without any side effects.
(You can't say very much about four to one. I don't know how you saw it. The Massachusetts can't fight anymore.)
I can't imagine a Massago lying on the floor with his hands and legs pierced one at a time.
"Miso Golem"
A total of five miso golems appear on the left or right side of the ledge when a single sound is emitted and a new mass of miso is dropped onto multiple floors. At least it's an attempt to increase the number and distribute the other person's consciousness and effort, but honestly, I don't even feel like it's going to work.
"What the hell is that? Are you sure about this? It's so funny, but didn't you learn that food shouldn't be crude?
Masami speaks firmly toward him. Don't deal with him, but let Miso Golem move forward with his true beauty.
Ten nights poked at Masami again.
Shoot the gun as it moves ten nights in the air. Naturally, I'm opening the subspace door and shooting. Two bullets fly in from the left side of Masami, but Masami still avoids them easily.
I also shoot two shakes at the timing right after I avoid it. But Masami had read it. He shoots, shaking and shooting, and continues to shoot.
"Ha."
The shake flickered, but he couldn't read Masami's movements, and he ate a bullet in his abdomen and collapsed forward on the spot with a groan that exhaled air.
Although the bulletproof fiber did not penetrate, the damage caused by the impact prevented it from standing. He stops breathing and his face is distorted by pain.
Ten nights approaching right in front of me, I will not carry out the fists of those who are safe. Masami read it and tried to poke her again with a fist, but at ten nights she stopped her fist on the brink.
Ten nights catching on to the feint, aiming at the center of Masami's chest and releasing a kick in the direction of his invisibility.
But Masami had even read it. Feint was also just pretending to be caught.
The trajectory of the Xu changes and even the velocity increases rapidly. Faster than a ten-night kick, Masami's twilight was piercing the abdomen of the ten-night.