"Platinum clay lilou!
Platinum taro drills his hands into it.
"Again."
"Here we go again..."
"Is that all you got? Why is that always stupid?
True, harmonious moon, Akiko looks at Kitaro Shirakata with a grudge.
When Adonis can afford a large swing of drill punch, he quickly pays his feet and tips Taro Platinum over.
Adonis fires a few bullets from close range behind the knees of the fallen platinum taro's legs. All the bullets penetrated my knees.
Blood erupts just like a normal human, but when Taro Platinum put his hands behind his knees, he wrapped his fingers around the wound and blocked it with it. The wound on the opposite side of the thrust is similarly blocked.
(I see, it's clay indeed. The external wounds are blocked, but are they healing inside too?
In front of admirable Adonis, Platinum Taro rises quickly.
"Platinum clay lilou!
Platinum Taro wields a drilled hand.
While the drill itself is more than two turns larger than the arm, it is rotating, so Adonis sees it as seriously wounded even if only lightly touched, taking a little extra time and distance away.
"Platinum clay lil rocket!
The drill is ejected and flown, but I listened to it beforehand from the truth, so I don't have to do this either.
Shortly afterwards, the ball flies out of the flying drill. But I also heard that from the truth, so Adonis avoided it without stopping the movement - but...
A ball of skin tone exploded almost simultaneously as Adonis avoided.
Adonis bathes in the blood that was clogged inside. No, it's not just blood. Small skin tone grains adhere in large quantities, twitching as if they were maggots, trying to break through Adonis' body surface.
Adonis doesn't move and shakes off the grain quickly. The grain was lightly paid.
Platinum Taro didn't miss the momentary gap he was able to make there.
When I wonder if a rolling drill has spinned on the ring, it moves like a creature of its own free will, striking Adonis backwards.
In addition, Platinum Taro deforms his other arm into a drill as well and is beaten from the front of Adonis.
Adonis also dealt with this pinch without panic. As Adonis himself turned towards Platinum Taro, the blow of the drill switched his body and flexed, spinning like Platinum Taro, striking the back fist in Platinum Taro's face.
The drill that flew further was Adonis, who tried to prevent it by shielding Hiraki Platinum Taro's body, but Platinum Taro was not dumb enough to be pierced by his own arms either. The movement of the separated drill stops on the way and falls over the ring.
Adonis takes the distance again. Drill attacks are troublesome. I can't be alarmed.
"Oh, my God."
The other drill, too, Platinum Taro can't eject.
"Hey, stop..."
Akiko under the ring called for a halt, but he couldn't make it.
Behind Adonis was Yukie walking fluffy.
Platinum Taro also noticed the fact when the drill was flown.
(Yaba......)
Platinum taro blue with plenty of feeling that I've done it.
"That idiot......"
A good moon that opens its mouth gently. Almost everyone in the venue, not just Akiko and Mutsuki, predicted a future in which they would explode and die.
If Adonis moves the drill, it hits Yukie. But if Adonis doesn't, he might be able to prevent it.
Adonis shrugged lightly. increasingly blue audiences.
The drill fell on the ring in front of a direct hit on Yukie. Adonis was swinging his right arm down as hard as he could, slamming down the flying drill.
If you do that, of course, Adonis' hands are just not sorry. In fact, the skin of the arms is torn, the muscle fibers are ripped into bumps, blood is erupted, and the bones are broken.
But I still have one hand left.
When he squirms calmly in his mouth, Platinum Taro, who has been without both arms, turns again fleshy and rolls out the left fist of the one who is safe.
Taro Platinum learned fear. Not because you don't have arms and you can't attack or defend yourself. Adonis' too sober judgment and movement made me cower.
Platinum taro is hit in the tip of his jaw, stripped of his white eyes, and lightly collapses.
"Game six winner, Adonis Adams!
Among previous battles, a great deal of applause and cheer boils down. The way Adonis won looked more vivid than this.
"Even White Kintaro is pretty strong, but that white guy, he doesn't do it"
"It's not just because you're getting prior advice, is it? It feels like Pierce Rock wins ~"
I applaud Adonis even for the good moon and Akiko on Platinum Taro's second.
"How unusual it is to make the opponent's strength stand out and win."
A lily who had taken a seat and was looking at it shook her head like, oh man.
All I had to do was say you were tough.
Down the ring, Adonis says to the truth that he was downstairs. The right arm looks terrible.
"You should just go to the infirmary."
"You don't have to tell me to do that"
Adonis walked past his true side and left the party venue as the adrenaline ran out and put his face on pain all over his body.
The game went on after that.
"Game 9, Mizushima Dun vs Mika Tsukinawa II!
"All right, resentment drilled into the original dotted belly, it's clearing up."
"Not so much a big hole!
Impressive number two and Mika to correct.
"Do you want to expose my abilities in public?
"I don't mind! If you expose everything in your hand, if you can't win, you can't help it! Go as far as you can!
On the second confirmation, Mika flies.
"Oh... I can't believe I'm on such a big stage..."
Mizushima, already on the ring, was aware that the gaze of a large number of guests was concentrated on her, and she was trembling.
(What is it, that old man? I was in a feisty mood because of this one, but it freaked me out. Then the tension over here will go down as well)
The second with that in mind is subtly motivated down.
(But no forgiveness)
Already in my head, I put on a calculation to defeat Mizushima, but I throw something in front of Mizushima.
Mizushima bounced backwards reflexively, but nothing seemed to happen instantly. It is subtly far from where Mizushima was in the first place.
Sprinkled on the ring were round leaves. I don't know what leaves they are, but they look like leaves that have rounded some, not one leaf.
While Mizushima hesitates, No. 2 continues with how many more round leaves.
(I don't know what you're trying to do with this, but isn't it bad if you leave it alone?
Seeing more and more leaves, Mizushima comes to think so and moves around beside No. 2, being careful not to step on the leaves.
I would have been cautious if I had tried Mizushima, but it was pointless. I'm stepping into the offensive range of organic trap number two.
When one of the leaves suddenly swelled and quickly became a bigger size than a human, it spread into two pieces as if to open its mouth, swallowing the body of Mizushima between the leaves, and closed it.
The audience associates a caviar plant haetrisow. In fact, that's the concept, even from the second one I set up.
But from the faint clearance of the closed leaves, the body colour turns to water colour, and the body of the soft phantomized Mizushima pops out making a noise all the time, as if the jelly were to be pushed out.
Blinking head in an indeterminate shape. And from head to bottom, the audience reacts differently when they see Mizushima's figure of dozens of elongated tentacles, disgusting and amusing.
"It's supposed to come out, too, sss."
Pompous groaning, damned laughing number two.
"Oh?"
Mizushima noticed that her entire body was covered with a clear membrane.
"Well, you know what?"
Junko squeaks when he finds out the truth and the prospects of No. 2. No, it was visible to Junko's eyes.
The entire closed mouth of a giant haetrisow is covered with a vinyl-like membrane. Trying to escape the gap is the first trick caught in its membrane. Since the membrane itself was not fixed after being thin, Mizushima was escaping outside the giant haetrisow with the membrane strained all over her body as it was. And it's thin, so I didn't immediately notice.
"Ugh..."
Mizushima groans. Neurotoxicity penetrates from the skin, blunting the movement of the whole body.
(I can't move... like this... so light...)
Rolling on the ring before even realizing it himself, Mizushima fears. Totally carp.
The angry gaze of number two is pouring. Seeing it, Mizushima remembered that she had hurt Mika Tsukinawa's original, and realized that she was severely resented.
(Ip Mountain... I couldn't, but I hope your dreams come true... I'm praying)
It was Mizushima who meditated on his eyes and decided to be ready to die, but after all this time, his opponent's blow didn't pour down.
(I'm sure if I open my eyes, they'll kill me then. Must be. I've been closing my eyes for a long time...)
"Mizushima, regarded as losing his mind or unable to fight, won by Mika Tsukinawa II!
The announcement of victory flowed, the audience was stunned, and Mizushima appeased after being surprised.
"Oikolar, why don't I have a round of applause and cheer? I killed him instantly, so you're bored?
Complaining about the audience, number two.
"You don't know what's going on."
"I don't know either!
"Uh hey."
Junko explains to the questionable True and Mika.
"I see, was it a bunk trap? You don't have to. He's a pretty powerful mouse. I can't measure the application of my abilities, and I might be stronger than Mika."
"Don't be ridiculous! That's not true!
I don't hesitate to say what I think. Truly, Mika yells at me.
"What do you think? The original vendetta, I took it for you."
No. 2 approaches Mika with a full Doya face.
"Don't get on with it!
Even shortly after he was truly told, Mika drank it in a harsh way.
"Is...? What's that? I fought my original vendetta... I tried so hard, but this is it... I'm gonna grease you already...... I'll tell you what I don't have in a weekly reporter..."
While teasing, he opened the lid of a bottle of wine that he had placed on a nearby table and drank the trumpet number two.
After that, the game was digested and finally it was the last game. There are already two of us left, so I know the combination.
"Game 11! Mika Tsukinawa vs Mutsuki!
The venue flourished in this combination because they are all known for their backstreets.
"Thanks for the advice! I'm coming!
Mika praises you toward the truth. I figured out the combination at the point of the previous game, so I taught Mika everything in Mutsuki's hand.
"Thanks, hey, tired"
"No, it's not fair to just put Mika on her shoulder."
Tired was advising on the Good Moon. Tired originally had a lot of empathy for the Moon, and even when the Moon was at the institute, we were close.
"You'd be angry if True put Mika on your shoulder, wouldn't you?
"Aha, you know what I mean? But, well, there's no choice. Come on."
"I tried to come this way because of the consolation."
Let the tired laugh in the bitter Moon.
Eventually the two of them go up to the ring. Mika is already in a good mood, while Mutsuki stands idyllic with a slight laugh.
(Strength is antagonistic. Hundred battles with each other, but a little inferior to Mika... I guess)
Seeing the two girls facing each other on the ring, True decided so.
Even if the starting gong rings, the two of them won't try to move. I still can't feel motivated by Mutsuki, so Mika is also standing with her hands in her nostalgia as if waiting for Mutsuki to catch fire.
"I feel like I lost in a tongue fight, but can't I lose over here? I'm so annoyed with you, I might bump that feeling over here."
Mutsuki speaks with a smile on her face.
"Where I want it! Hit it hard! I'll take it!
When Mika screamed, Mutsuki's eyes changed.