"That's not true. Whoa! That's what I'm gonna do. Whoa! Why am I cut off? Oh!
He squatts by holding down his groin as he calls, dropping his eyes on one of his own things that fell right at his feet.
"Wow... what is this? I've never seen anything so crude on my skin."
Speaking in a petty manner, Akiko trampled Jeffrey's genitals, which fell on the floor with her heels.
"Fuck you, you stupid bitch, you got one of my precious things. Oh! Let him, at least let him eat. Whoa, whoa!
Running unintelligible and losing his earliest temper, Jeffrey turns his back on Akiko with dignity and tries to leave the spot with his inner crotch.
"I won't let you get away with it."
Akiko tries to pierce Jeffrey's back with a knife.
"What?"
On the backs of defenseless Jeffrey, who flees cursorily, if he thinks he has stabbed him, he is of no use, so Akiko raises a strange voice.
"It's an illusion. Literal illusion, not the type to cast a phantom, but on Akiko's brain itself"
To the voice called from behind, Akiko looks back in surprise.
"Mom......"
"You struggled inside. That said, the opponent seemed more experienced and quite powerful, and I'd say we fought well."
Talking, Lily approaches Akiko. A short distance away, he also looked like Taro Platinum.
"Mom, how long have you been watching this?
"You haven't been fighting for so long, have you? Let's handle the wound more than that. I know you don't feel a lot of pain right now with the power of the demon knife, but the pain is coming soon, and the wound is so big that you bleed so badly."
"Why are you so sweet today?" Is it also a fever?
Akiko is relieved by Lily's care, even as she slaps her hatred.
Lily, on the other hand, had the sarcasm of Akiko, with a shuddering face.
"As you know, Akiko, I was mean, right? But there's nothing more nonsense than being boring and mean. I'm your guardian now, so I'll treat you if you're hurt, and I can help you if you're in trouble. Because the mean I do is nothing more than an artistic creative activity. No... before that, even though I live under the same roof, and I always behave like that around me in my everyday life, I get giddy and tired myself and around me."
"I feel like something is being said badly about me... I knew it, Mom. It's mean."
Listening to Lily, in the mansion where Akiko was born and raised, she evokes memories of her servants doing everything possible to abuse her, and she feels gloomy.
"Finally, we want to keep our close relationships as healthy as they are. I'm also thinking about playing with a lot of mean sooner or later, so look forward to it. Come on, come here. Let's do first aid."
That's what I say. I open the door with the lily on my side, and I call it in with my prosthetic hand.
It was a warehouse inside, but no one. I also had to take my clothes off for treatment, so I thought Lily cared for me, and for some reason Akiko was relieved. That much thought is natural if you think about it, but I feel unexpected that Lily is the other person.
When Akiko takes off her clothes and looks like her underwear, she lowers her back toward Lily.
(It hasn't been that long since I met my mom, and I don't know much about me, my mom, and I was wondering if there's any part of me that I misunderstood. Ma, it's no different that you're a big villain)
Akiko was thinking about that while Lily applied something medicinal to her wound.
"You know, not boring and mean... I wonder if what you always do against me was great mean...?
Meanwhile, Platinum Taro, left in the aisle, was whining about that.
Truth is, I put a gun on it, and I have two shells shining rainbow in my right hand.
I bought it at a suspicious auction in a paranormal relationship, it's a magic prop for a psychic amplifier. Midori has been appraised and confirmed to be authentic. With this, the strain on the brain can be considerably reduced even if the surgery is exercised on a body that has not been trained as a magician.
After confirming that he had the mental amplifier in his hand, Midori interfered with the true soul.
I could indeed realise that the deep doors of my soul were open. It is also open by Midori.
Midori Shizuno has acquired the secret art of reincarnation without compromising his memory and ability. To do this, two things are needed: how to record your memory and power in this world in your soul, and how to extract your recorded memory and power.
Record withdrawals are made automatically after reincarnation. But that's just for myself. I have never exercised this secret technique against anyone else.
A true magician of previous life could not knit until he could record it, but not until he could draw it out. But with predictability, he knew that he would soon go around with someone with the art of pulling it out.
The retrieval of the power of previous life has not yet been tested once.
Midori truly told him. Because there is no certainty that it will work and it is dangerous, we encounter enemies that are really difficult, and unless it is unplugged, we will not even test them. This is the first time a test has been performed when you are seriously in danger of your life.
(Yes, this guy is still in the testing phase, so only partially. The test itself doesn't turn into a dangerous human experiment.
Midori speaks in a serious tone sometime.
(I can't believe we're going to let another guy experiment with the human body, not with Snow Oka)
True to think of myself laughing sarcastically. Immediately afterwards, the rage momentum erupted into his true head. As if it were a volcanic eruption, a lot of information exploded in my true head at a time.
(Just a fraction of this... and even though I use a mental amplifier)
True distorts the face to the unspeakable disgust that strikes the brain. At the same time, he also suffers from severe headaches.
"Is that it? What are you doing? Why do you look so weird all of a sudden?
Seeing that the faceless truth always gives a bitter look, Masami asks suspiciously.
True looks to Masami and raises his left hand with no gun in his hand. Masami feels disturbing signs and is alert.
"I can..."
When I whined with a vain eye somehow, the truth concentrated my consciousness on my left hand.
From the inside of my left hand, it emerged. What suddenly appeared in a space of nothing was a wand. It was a wand of oak trees that twisted loosely and whirled round the tip, as the Wizard of Fantasy would have.
"Oh, I know that. He's an Apart. I've seen people use those abilities before. But I didn't think you were the type to use supernatural powers. [M] I think we should stop doing that because it doesn't even fit imaginatively. Yeah, image matters."
While Masami is talking, True begins chanting the spell. A language I have no idea. But I know exactly what that spell means.
Countless blue and white glowing letters appear. They make sure they surround the wand and the true, and they become multiple circles, spinning hard.
"Oh, I know this. It's called rune letters. It's what I learned in the game."
Masami talks in a voice that lacks tension, but I know I don't know what will happen, so I haven't even lifted my guard for a moment.
But I don't even try to attack from Masami. Rather than attacking now, I was belly-up to visit the counter at that moment when the opponent had done something.
Glowing letters are released simultaneously in pieces from regular rotation, and in irregular motion, they reach those who are authentic and beautiful. Masami reacts to it and fires two shots at the truth. One shot was aimed at the truth, the other shot predicting a true dodging destination.
The truth is that the reaction is delayed because of headaches and discomfort, it hits the bullet of those who predict where to dodge it and shoot it.
The bullet penetrates the upper left arm. But the wand did not let go, and the part of the head of the swirled wand remained pointed toward Makoto.
The letter suddenly bounced off and disappeared, wondering if it had spread on the front side of Masami, and instead a heavy blizzard struck Masami.
――
Seems like Masami is screaming something, but it is undone by the sound of a snowstorm.
There is a bright white world spread out in the true front. There was a gust of wind coming from all directions, massive snow and ice grains rambling, and the sight was almost blocked.