Sweet Miho was originally just a sprinkling girl.
At first, he was somewhat gambling due to the circumstances of paying off household debts, but gradually he was caught up in gambling, and when he realized it, he was completely turned into a death-game apprentice.
Even when it comes to death games, in backstreet gambling, losing doesn't always mean dying games. It refers to a game that could only die. Although it is called by its name because it sounds like a death game.
If you lose in the first place, you will always have more and more players disappearing, such as games, and no business is concluded. Also, if you lose, make sure you make it a dead spec, the player that the customer is playing will die easily, and attracting customers will be worse.
Having become a regular Death Game run by President Hormaline, she became acquainted and close with a man named Zero Hayasaka there and a notorious Mad Scientist named Junko Yukioka. And Miho was intoxicated by Junko and became her experimental bench.
Miho admires Junko as a goddess, but Junko treated such Miho coldly and placed him in the category of 'rat'. Later on, I learned that Junko doesn't like the deal of blind faith in himself and leaves him as a rat.
Miho is still unable to abandon her feelings of wanting to help Junko and stay on her side, but if she dislikes those thoughts, she was trying to break them off. But my feelings don't really cool me down.
Miho, who became the backstreet starter and began to combine zero with work, always had zero thoughts.
But he couldn't even reveal his feelings to zero, and zero lost his life in the battle with Makoto Aizawa.
Long after the modification, it was Miho, which had dawned on death games, hosted by the President pickled in formalin, but after losing zero, its frequency became more intense. Miho is a veteran player, but he also lost his life twice or so.
By immersing himself in the death game, he was trying to forget the unpleasant fate of doing nothing.
But even the formalin-pickled president, who was hosting the death game, was crushed.
I lose everything. I get nothing. Miho now lives as just a doomsday. Now I know a man named Hiroshi Osugi, Miho, who often combines.
Will I lose this way of life, and my new partner, soon? Miho is secretly frightened at the bottom of his heart.
Lariat that can be thrown without any number of times. And the bullet that gets shot in between.
Miho was bewildered at first by the anomalous attacks, but gradually became accustomed to them.
But even this familiarity is in Catherine's calculations.
(Looks like we'll do it inside. But I wonder if I can get this to work)
Catherine throws Lariat. Miho tries to avoid it.
A rope thrown by Catherine split in two along the way, bending its orbit like a changing sphere to the evasive destination of Mizuho. Later, the wheel that flew towards Miho was engulfed in flames.
"Huh?"
It was Catherine herself who planted the rope burning scheme, but Katherine raises her suspicious voice when she sees the flames spraying more intensely than she assumes.
Seeing the circle burned by the flames, Catherine wondered what this was like.
"Hmm, you use fire, too. You don't seem as good as me, though."
The words Miho uttered proved Catherine's imagination. In addition, even the other ring I put back on hand burns, and even the flame moves unnaturally, passing the rope to the one holding Catherine.
Catherine in a hurry to let go of Lariat. A flame that moves like a creature burns Lariat down in no time.
(Ability to manipulate the flames… a pyrokinesis user. It's the only ability you've ever seen in fiction... but I can't believe it's real)
Catherine thinks it would be extremely dangerous if it existed, such as the ability to manipulate a flame. The current situation, in which it stands as its own enemy, is extremely threatening.
"Well, I could have burned you. That's good to surprise you. Like this."
When Miho said in a cold voice, a flame erupted from all over his body.
"I'm surprised enough..."
Seeing Miho in flames, Catherine groans. Miho's skin, hair, and for some reason even her clothes are not burnt while in flames. I also wondered if that flame was a hallucination in itself, but it was clearly this woman's ability to burn Lariat unnaturally.
Meanwhile, Rod and Horn were in melee combat.
Whereas Rod is a boxer, Macro is a knife user.
Even those who specialize in knives are rods scattered around in cautionary stick work, but Rod saw that the treatment of the knife of the Macro is something that draws a line with those chimps there. Undoubtedly the strongest knife user I've ever fought.
Rod hasn't had a full adrenaline open in a long time and has had intense excitement and delight in the fact that a tense melee attack has already lasted more than thirty seconds, which could be a blow if it hits each other.
The Macho, instinctively, had guessed. Whether you have a weapon called a knife, the target is clearly stronger.
But whether they're strong or not, they don't necessarily lose. Assuming ten fights, Rod will undoubtedly win over. I can say that's the difference in fighting power. But there's no difference between doing it ten times and losing it all. You just have to do it now. Even if the opponent is stronger than himself, he fights with that intent.
The upper body of the rod is already off the side, even as the macro steps in and wriggles his neck and wields the knife, behind the jab of the rod.
Rod's hook flies in, but the macro jerks off the hook, stepping further in and sticking out the knife.
But did Rod hit the wrist of a macro with the back of his hand and pay to prevent it?
(Sounds like a good time for a social dance)
Even as he makes a cold sweat in the air, Macro thinks so and spills a smile.
We know each other. He said this dance is something that one of the pair can no longer match the rhythm of the other and will eventually end in ruin.
And Hiroshi felt that the signs that he was the first to break the rhythm became thicker with the passage of time.
I finally couldn't keep up with Rod's steps, his fist movements. I couldn't react. Only the fact that I couldn't react was accepted by my brain. At that moment, the motion around the macro became slow motion, and only for a few moments really, the macro scratched his best to escape.
Hooks wear temples. Rod's fist easily crushes his opponent's bones. Many times before, he has crushed the skulls of his enemies and sent them to the afterlife with one blow.
(Hmm... don't do it)
Rod was impressed with the enemy and giving praise. Only slightly, the macro was off the head and avoiding Rod's hook being a clean hit. It was killing the power of the attack considerably. Still, however, it was powerful enough for the macro to have a mild concussion and go down.
When the defeat of Hiroshi was confirmed, Miho flew like countless transparent vinyls from all over his body.
Miho is on the wind. Countless vinyls ride in the wind and fly towards Catherine. But Katherine sees it as an unnatural move to fly in the wind. It seemed as if a plastic bag was flying willingly and coming towards me.
Many vinyls were near Catherine and set fire to it. And it becomes a mass of flames many times the size of it, striking Katherine from various angles, who was vigilant enough.
Miho's ability is not limited to one pyrokinesis. The flesh can be proliferatively divided and altered in planar form. It changes like paper, cloth and vinyl and can also be coloured. In fact, all the clothes I usually wear are part of my flesh, strictly like I'm always naked. Because I lay a part of my body on top of each other.
Why do you do that is because Miho's ability to ignite is something that erupts from his own body. Miho's body has heat resistance that can withstand up to nearly 10,000 degrees, but burns in normal clothes. So I'm splitting my body and wrapping it around like clothes. Furthermore, you can get flames out of the divided areas, and you can have some control over the divided areas.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Rod opened his eyes wide when he saw Catherine screaming and stuffing in flames.
But right after that, the flames went out like lies. Catherine's movements also stop. It wasn't that long ago that I was engulfed in flames, but I still caused enough serious burns to Katherine's entire body.
Miho's gaze was toward the rod.
"Don't you decide to call it pain sharing? Even such an idiot is my partner for once, and I'd appreciate your help. If you miss it, I'll leave you, and I'll cancel this job."
With a cold face and voice, Miho brings negotiations to Rod.
"You want me to get on with a promise like that?
"If you don't believe me, you can kill me. I'll make it a roasted pork."
When Miho turns his gaze to Catherine on the questioning rod, a little bit of fire also follows from Catherine's body.
"Okay. Respond to negotiations"
Rod said, away from the falling macro. Then the fire on Catherine's body also goes out.
"I didn't expect you to defeat lightly..."
He came to Catherine's side and looked down, and with an incredible mouthful, Rod said. This sister is at least much stronger than herself, and only about Terrence, such as the one who beats Catherine in the sea chihuahua. It's not the first time I've seen a clear defeat so far, but it's rare. Even that viper said he let you mess around.
"It's also heartfelt to be said lightly. That woman was good. When he comes back, you can ask Terrence to come out."
It was Catherine that I would like to believe if I could, even though it was not something I could believe, such as Miho's promise.
"Sorry...... I pulled my leg again"
Hiroshi, woken up by Miho, apologizes.
"Yeah, I'm really sorry."
Hiroshi grinned bitterly at Miho, who told him in an annoying tone that he had no body or lid.
"If you don't like it, you can let me go. Such a nasty partner."
"Letting people go... I won't. Because it was hard when they abandoned me."
Miho said masochistically, thinking of the adorable smile of the red-eyed girl.