A girl in a gosloli costume pulling her bloody little knife, suddenly showing up and walking in Niyanya laughing. It appeared in their eyes as quite different beings, recognizing them as dangerous intruders at the same time, and the black clothes set up sub-machine guns simultaneously.
A gunshot that keeps ringing. Akiko pokes at the man in black who was nearby, as if to tease the gap between the bullets.
"Fuh!?
At the same time as Akiko approaches, he feels his groin being grabbed and pulled with great force, and the man pokes his hips forward in confusion.
The knife is shaken twice at a speed that goes unnoticed. The area and throat are slit, and the black clothes fall with blood scattered.
Continue to instantly shoot the two black clothes who were even closer to each other in a course called local and neck amputation by local attraction, and run indoors without stopping.
After killing yet another person, he jumps into the shadow of the machine he has installed in his room and takes a breather, Akiko. If you jump out, it'll rain on the bullet again, but this one is melee only, so you just have to be ready to jump out.
"Those guns are troublesome, but they seem stronger than you guys."
Provocatively speaking, Akiko leaps out in front of the black clothes again.
At a rate that the gunpoint movement of the black clothes could not keep pace with the force imparted by the firecoat, Akiko ran around the room to the zigzag, slitting the pussy and throat of the black clothes with one person, again.
Unaware of Akiko, one of the black clothes accidentally threw down his gun and let him dive into the shadows.
He tragically kills his opponent, who he sees as the only one left, and Akiko finally stops moving.
"Machine guns, maybe I was a little scared after all. But..."
While he was sighing and speaking to himself, one of the black clothes jumped from the shadows with his bare fist, Akiko.
A black knife is swung around Akiko's neck on a horizontal giraffe.
Akiko rushed to prevent it with a small knife - it seemed - but the weight of the power of the knife far exceeded Akiko's imagination, and although he had to be snapped in the neck, he couldn't take it and Akiko's body is blown wide and sideways.
Black clothes chase Akiko down on the floor. Akiko looks out for the speed. Because he was not as pale as himself.
(Does this guy have any wonder power, too? I don't think he's just a human being.)
I think Akiko.
True movement was also considerable, but just in pure speed, I was higher.
If true, he had beaten himself greatly in terms of reaction speed, skill and readability, but no matter how much speed he beat, he could not take a single bottle in training in Akiko.
But this enemy is comparable to himself in speed alone.
Akiko recognises and tightens her mind when she is the one with the power to deviate from the normal track.
Opposite Akiko, black clothes show her teeth and laugh invincibly. Akiko saw his sharp and pointed fangs stretched.
Black clothes and Akiko, kicking the floor almost simultaneously, and rushing towards the target. Yes, the distance is not far away, so we immediately enter each other's attacking range.
Stick out the knife in black. I'm not trying to stab you. As before, it was the prospect of grasping the genitals and disfiguring them with the invisible force of a small knife.
Black clothes, however, also observed how their companions had been killed so far, so they had roughly figured out how to deal with it.
Twist your body so that your groin is not aligned with the aim of the knife and oblique the face of your body opposite Akiko. At least the front part of the body was made almost invisible to Akiko from the side. Only then could the power of the knife be prevented.
When the prospect hits, the black clothes approach Akiko with her half back turned, while the inner relief.
(I'm glad I trained you so many times with true)
With a damned grin, Akiko flexed the kick without difficulty and cut it with a small knife with her extended ankle.
(Because I've seen the current pattern several times in training with True ~)
It was black clothes that left the scene in surprise, but in order to match the movement, Akiko follows the black clothes and sticks out more swords.
He is stabbed with a knife in the flank from behind, and sweat erupts from all over his body in black clothes. The wound is quite deep.
Black clothes don't want to see the back fist, but Akiko turns away at her leisure. Pull the knife out of your flank and bleed.
(Oh, you got blood on your clothes and you got dirty. I would have been careful not to take blood so far)
With extra thought, he punctures the knife with the neck of a black garment that has obviously slowed both movement and reaction. Black clothes fell into depression, staring at Akiko with a look of despair.
"I couldn't cut this guy's array, but, uh, okay. You were strong, and you worked hard."
When he muttered so with respect and praise for the opponent he fought against, Akiko left the room behind.
Only Junko stayed in his room alone, waiting for a certain visitor.
"Go ahead -"
I heard a knock, so I speak.
"Meh."
The door opens, and the person who was contacting her cell phone in advance by email peeks into her face, grinning and lovingly laughing. Junko also smiles back at it.
Even though the caller's name had been notified the most contacted, the text only said one letter MEOW.
But Junko just said that he would contact me at this time, and he knew what they intended. He said he was putting in a no when I was going to see him.
"Long time no see, Eric."
"Meh."
Eric Taylor, single and visiting Junko's former, rings and greets him with a flamboyant smile.
"Meh."
Eric only says Meer, as usual. But Junko doesn't know what it is.
"I don't think maintenance is necessary. If you look at the shine on your skin, you'll probably know."
"Mya, mya"
It didn't seem to pass, Eric shook his neck sideways with a slight smile.
"Meh."
"I just came to show you my face?
"Meh."
To Junko's words, Eric nods happily.
Eric once visited the Yukooka Laboratory and has undergone modification surgery to strengthen his physical abilities and cat only his hands.
Despite their position as enemies, Eric visited Junko with dignity and hoped to gain strength instead of serving as an experimental bench.
The modifications and experiments were carried out without any hesitation, regardless of the requests of both Junko and the enemy. There is also the part about Eric's purity.
Speaking of what interaction there was between the two at the time, all of a sudden I appeared alone in the lab and just said Myrmer, but so I passed it on to Junko, and when I took firm confirmation to modify it, I didn't refuse to just say Myrmer, and I honestly followed what Junko said.
I don't even know why Eric could suddenly cat his hands, in fact, Jeffrey. When Jeffrey asks me, Eric and I tell him what we gave him at Junko's, but he only tells me Mir, so it's not passed on.
"Mya, mya"
Bye bye and wave with a smile Eric.
"See you later."
Junko also saw him smile and wave, and Eric went outside the room.
"Well, that's all I've promised to meet you, and I was wondering if it's time for me to leave."
Junko shrugged and stood up, when he heard a knock.
"Go ahead - it's you, Missago."
Massago, who should have already headed for the rescue effort, shows up indoors with no heart or a flashing face, opening the door of the room properly. The door of the subspace tunnel opened in front of the room, from which he knocked only his hands out.
"That daughter, Akiko, the Sea Chihuahua soldier, was exterminated, but she forgot to rescue the victim. I wish I'd gone into subspace."
"That's it. Keep an eye out for emails."
In response to a Masago report, Junko retrieves his phone, projects a display in the air, and urinates his email.
"Makoto Aizawa is approaching where Jeffrey Allen is. To be precise, Jeffrey Allen moved ahead of Makoto Aizawa. We'd better go to the rescue."
"Well, if it's true, Jeffrey, if you're alone, I think you can fight enough."
I know that Eric, who always acts on sets with Jeffrey, is not close. I've been in this room before.
"If only it were one-on-one. It doesn't taste good to have so many of his private soldiers. If a soldier goes forward and fights, he will use his powers as a magician no matter what."
"I guess not. True, I've always fought you and Eric on your set. Well, there may be some aspects to a higher number. And the enemy's firepower."
"You don't care about that boy? If you say you can't help me, I'll go help you. You can't abandon me because you're righteous enough to take on my request in return."
"Haha, it's super important. Come with me."
Laughing, Junko walked past the side of the Massago and into the subspace tunnel.