When the sun went down, a long awaited time arrived for the demons.
"Ghaaaa!
A red deer monster that suddenly appeared. A man who bathes in saliva blown out of his mouth, melts his face with burning pain, and screams.
"It's showdown day. Don't hesitate to kill a lot of people around."
A deer monster named Deer Stream looks down at the man he just murdered and laughs comfortably.
"It feels good and full of evil. It's been a long night, but it seems clear to everyone."
Looking up at the cloudless night sky, Deer Stream shrugged.
At night, the wave soldiers were appropriately hanging around the residential area.
Due to Grey Dragon's command, the monsters have been raging all over Tokyo since last night. Though today was said to be a particularly violent day of showdown, the wave soldiers have done nothing in particular.
(Where I seriously participated in their conspiracy... Not that it's of any benefit)
Above all, if I joined them, they seemed tired and hostile, and that was the least I liked.
"Wavemen."
The wave soldiers were surprised as the tiredness suddenly appeared in front of them.
"You don't seem to be engaged...... Good."
"What's going on? Did you come to see me? You know exactly where I am."
"The demons of the wave soldiers are characteristic, so it's easy to explore... what is it? Finally, to make it easy to find, I also sneaked up on the trick..."
One of the extremes of Shizuno Stream's witchcraft is its interference in the spiritual world. The location can also be identified, to some extent, by following the other person's mental waves. However, we need to meet first and analyze the person's mental waves.
"I heard the monsters have been raging around there since last night... The majority of the magicians in Imperial Capital are... hitting on that. That's the kind of directive that came out. The wave soldiers are one of them... so I thought they were just as violent and engaged with some sort of magician..."
"You came worried about me. Thank you, but I'm fine. I'm not rambling. He told me to go wild, but I didn't have to take it personally."
He said he was joining them with the intention of using the demons, and he was a wave soldier who said he was unwilling to kill anyone but his angry opponents. natural things that did not obey such orders and were felt tired.
It's a lovely night. It's sunny.
As he walks, the wave soldiers squeak.
"The night sky envelops everything, a tender mother of healing"
A wave soldier looked back at the whining emanating from behind, with a surprised face, and looked at his tired face.
"You've been a poet for a long time, Shizuno. That's a good expression. Exactly."
"No... it's not me, it's the title of the work of the writer at my boarding house..."
They couldn't sell the piece completely, but Tired only liked the title.
"That's what I'm gonna do. It's not under the blue sky. I feel wrapped up. It's time to put him to sleep. Calm your mind. The magic of the night sky leads to a mind different from the day. My heart will be quiet and honest..."
"I'm the other way around... right? I'm in a mood that makes me want to shake."
Tired said.
"It's my time because it's time for so many people to calm down... and it seems so... It's time for me now... It's a world where I can be free..."
"Hmm. Is that how you see it?"
"The wave soldiers... spoke of wanting to return to normality, because to me, 'normality' is so far away that it equals the enemy... Normals are more restful at night than at a day when normals are overflowing…"
"Was I longing to be the enemy of Shizuno... And because I'm not normal, is Shizuno dating me? Strange and ironic."
A wave soldier who listens to tired stories and gives an interesting voice.
"Disgusting...... did you?
"No, that's not true. But it's complicated. I can feel the demon coming from over there."
The two were talking while walking down the boulevard, but the wave soldiers point to a narrow back alley.
"I was feeling... too. Hi, looks like there's a fight going on. Go... do you want to?
"Come on, let's go to the wild horses. Have a nice day."
Beating a nostalgic grin, the wave soldiers agreed to the tired suggestion and ran out first.
As Tired said, behind the back alley, a sorcerer and a monster were engaged. The monster is a fox, also about the size of a person with two heads, over which four blue and white flames swirl, and in irregular movements pouring down on the sorcerer, returns to the fox's head. Obviously, the sorcerer is on the other hand, being pushed.
"What do we do...? Don't you have to help the sorcerer?
It is the position on the human side that suggests, and the wave soldiers ask tirelessly.
"That would be the same for you. But if you're not angry with me, you don't feel like killing me... and I don't think you can."
That being said, Tired summoned a sword and walked toward a two-headed fox with a warring sorcerer.
"I'll help you with the machete."
"What?"
A sorcerer with a rough breath and a suspicious look toward the tiredness that suddenly appeared.
A two-headed fox changes the spearhead of the attack tirelessly and sets fire to it.
Tired struck out the fire with a knife, poking all the way to the pocket of a two-headed fox at once, he was piercing with a knife around the underside of his neck.
"Kukie!"
He screamed the Terminator, wearily showering four grudging gazes, and the two-headed fox was finished.
"Don't do anything extra, kid. Because of what I was about to give you."
Whatever you think, it was a disadvantage. The sorcerer gets furious and bites tirelessly.
I tried to walk away without dealing with him because he was stupid, but that attitude unnecessarily crippled the sorcerer's eclampsia.
"Where are you from? I'm not a Westerner. Western magicians have come to steal our nation's magic? No, it's not. Instead of the handles that didn't fight the demon, take this kid..."
The magician's words could not be inherited to the end.
Soon a wave soldier approaching to his immediate side had his neck amputated with a mind-blowing slaughter.
"While I'm at it, I can kill you lightly and angrily."
Shortly after you whine, a gust of wind blows. He was a wave soldier who would not hesitate to murder, if only angry.
"Now we've played a minimum role for each other. Suddenly the wind is getting stronger."
In a gushing breeze, the wave soldiers meditate on one eye and turn back a little.
"I didn't even have a breeze until earlier..."
The wind was also tired of wondering if it might be the effect of evil, but I no longer thought about the work of a single monster.
String spiro and Shinosuke were driving around Tokyo at night.
There are monsters out there, and they're raging around. Yesterday was terrible inside, but today is not yesterday's ratio. There are demons out there caused by the emergence of monsters, and evils emanating from the despair of awe and death are overflowing the city.
"Where are the monsters? You'll find them."
Shinosuke in the driver's seat says.
He is a monster rampaging all over the Empire City and its surroundings simultaneously, but traveling on a foot called a car, it was not harder than I thought to get to where they were.
"There were places where we were already fighting, where the fight was over. We haven't even fought once yet. haha."
"It won't be if you're laughing"
Shinosuke thinks it's a string screw because she's laughing at the pieces even in this situation.
Ayane and Honeyhouse were also traveling by car, similar to String Spiral and Shinosuke, to a demonic place. Unlike the two of us, String Spiral and Shinosuke, this one has fought twice already.
"Hey, Tired at a time like this, where have you been?"
"Excuse me."
"Ayane won't apologize. Oh, you look a little tough."
Honeyhouses that increase the speed of cars.
Where he arrived, he was a giant red deer monster, growing large quantities of mushrooms from his back and stretching long white beards from his chin.
"Oh, if you think you're strong enough, there's two of you."
The deer monster gives a happy voice.
"I am called Deer Stream. Don't scold me. Write a stream or something on the word deer. Say hello."
"It's the Rope Honeyhouse. We'll be spending a short time with each other, but it's nice to meet you."
"Aya Shizuno"
Honeyhouse and Ayane according to the name for once. Even if the demons were opponents, between those who kill them, and if the opponents named them, this one was also the least courtesy.
"Shizuno on decaying rope? I thought you were a strong man, but this is a very difficult opponent. Is it time for my fate to run out?"
Deer streams are full of fighting spirit, laughing with humble words. But there is no lie in that word. I also know that you will lose if you fight.
"You also have the option of running away. I don't want a useless battle."
Ayane tells.
"What are you talking about? There will be positions for each other. Besides, I've killed many more people. I can't do such an embarrassing imitation of running away if I have to spare my life."
"I don't think I'm even ashamed of myself. Well... I don't hate that kind of clumsy cleanliness."
I can't really take Deer Stream's word for it, but for once, honey houses to suit them.
At that time, there is a gust of wind around and the conversation between the three of them stops.
Even though there had never been a single wind before, literally in the sudden wind, the three silenced for a few seconds with their faces raised, but there was nothing particularly questionable about it.
"Then I'll deal with you alone. Then there might be some chance of winning, right?
That's how Ayane moves forward.
"None. Even one of you ladies will lose at your leisure. But I'm willing to give you my life... but I don't like it."
It was a deer stream, a tone that had lingered until then, but the last words had turned into serious voices.