"Swordholding, how did you betray the police, in the backstreet organization... but start some nasty business where the police would stare at you?
While I am aware that reinforcements are coming to this scene, Kaori does not try to fight right away, but talks.
Then how did you end up a police officer in the back of the street?
The swordholder threw up, staring hatefully at the scented seedlings.
(You resent me? I don't remember... I don't think so. I've never had much conversation with this guy.)
I have reason to hate swordkeeping, but Kaori eats to be hated by swordkeeping.
"It's you and Umezu."
Before Kaori answered, Kaori answered Kaori's first question better.
"Huh?"
I still don't know why, Kaori. I wonder if it will also connect with the resentment. But the reason was quickly found out from the mouth of the sword.
"The 'Huh?' That's what I felt for you guys. How can you be police officers and take control of the back streets when you've done all the wrong things in the back streets? The sin of that evil is deceitful."
……
As such, Kaori understands. Occasionally these types are in the police. Those who despise ex-backstreet police officers or see them with hateful eyes without concealing them. Many of the latter were killed inside their bodies in the back streets. And swordholding also falls under it.
"No, it's not just you guys. I hated the back streets, and I became a police officer to fight the villains in the back streets. Yet... when the people in the Backstreet Division flatten out the residents of the backstreet. Especially with the exception of the bad guys. What about the results? There are no fewer who die in backstreet protests, and those who cry for backstreet commerce never cease to follow. What's this all about? Wasn't police an organization that controlled evil? Why are you overlooking it so flat when there's evil there? I wish I could kill you from the first end as soon as I find a backstreet dweller or something, why are you keeping this alive for a reason!
"Well, if you worked for the Backstreet Division, you know why."
Breathe small into the sword holding, which speaks with a face distorted by anger, Kaori said.
Few people wish they had completely erased it, such as the existence of a back street. Those who have lost their lives in the scourge of the back streets will think so in particular.
But you can't lose the back street. Order in this country is preserved because of the enclosure named Backstreet. I manage not to let the outlaw attribute person, the criminal temperament person, take it too personally. And as one of the frameworks of the country's economy, as a breakwater to criminal organizations in other countries, it makes a contribution to a country called Japan as meeting various demands that cannot be solved on the surface.
The world is able to make sure that both bad guys and criminals show up. But we can also curb crime. The existence of the back street is also part of the suppression.
If there were no back streets, the inhabitants of the back streets today would be the ones who built an illegal back society of their choice and scattered disaster across the country. Criminals also influx from abroad. It is the current situation, managed from both a central and a police standpoint, that is supposed to be in good shape.
"Yeah, logically, I know that, too. But emotions will never swallow you."
A sword that wrinkles violently between the eyebrows and reveals anger.
"So what is it? Are you saying my parents are just like the ones who got stuck in a car and died? Because cars are what society needs, we can't help but have frequent deaths in traffic accidents every year. The back streets are similar, so that's what you're saying when you have to give up that existence?
Some of the people on the spot, pitifully, thought they were right about the sword holding that seeped in anger and pity, but did not put it in their mouths on the boulder on this occasion.
"If my family was killed at the expense of society, I have a right to take revenge on society. If the police are going to let evil go wild too, they're going to use what I've learned in the police and let me be evil and do whatever I want."
"Heh... So I started a bad business where the police can keep an eye on me..."
The scented seedlings shouted and looked at the light man.
"Hey Mitsuko, you're a swordsman... did you know what I just said?
"No, I've never heard of it before... Pathetic, too..."
"Don't be sympathetic, I hate everything about the police, the back streets, and the rotten society that is maintained by the fact that there are back streets. They're all enemies!
Hearing the light man's dialogue, the sword holds absurd his voice.
"You chose the dignity of the meat chunks to take over, were you going to put it on me or something?
"I didn't mean to expose you and make you suffer sooner or later. It's self-indulgence in me alone. I was just thinking of taking it personally in my mind. Most importantly, there are easy conditions to take over."
To Kaori, who asks half-eyed, Sword Holding tells the truth as he rapidly calms down his expensive emotions.
Several constituents come together on this occasion. They will be able to move in the cherry space.
(I wish I had done something without talking, why...)
True to turn a suspicious eye to Kaori, who had purposefully chatted until she made time for the constituents to come.
"Kenshin, I sympathize with your past, but you're too much of a character screwer."
With his cold eyes, he glanced at the sword and threw it away, and Kaori stood up.
"Are you going to compete with me? I don't hate hot spots like yours. Kwong Man, if you get in the way of anything extra, it's not free."
The swordsmanship will also be in a critical position, threatening the Light Man. Kwangman says nothing and hits a hot gaze at Kaori.
"I'm not going to slap your sexual roots back. I'll smash it, crush it, pull it up, chop it up, burn it, bury it."
That said, Kaori looked over at the other constituents.
"It's Tyman. You guys keep your hands off me."
Few people knew the scented seedlings on the spot, but the power of the scented seedlings pushes them to take their breath.
"Those aren't your men anymore. Don't give me orders. It's Tyman. Just keep an eye out for the two of them."
Keeping the incense seedlings in sight, the sword hold that commands them to be reordered.
I moved first from Kaori. Quietly, slowly, pack up the intermission with the sword holder.
I don't want to keep my sword up and move. No sign of pulling out the weapon. Looks like he's trying to fight with his bare fists. That's convenient, even if it's from Kaori, who's good at melee combat.
(Maybe that's what Kenzo thinks too)
When Kaori thought so, she just entered Kaori's attacking range.
Kaori rolls out her right arm. As a slice entered the right wrist and bent 180 degrees on the back of his hand, a long blade popped out of the cross section of his wrist glowing pink.
At first glance it looked like a laser blade, but in fact the thin transparent blade was just emitting light in the bink.
The protruding pink blade of light stopped before reaching the sword hold.
From his sword-held hand, a clear gelatinous one overflowed, trying to envelop the blade of light to stop it.
"You were definitely a Miyazaki mouse. This is a Snow Oka mouse, just like Hikaru. It was a surrogate mouse showdown between Yukioka and Miyazaki."
The swordholder laughs invincibly and grows gelatin overflowing from his ragged hands.
As he remained swallowed up by the growth of gelatine, he pulled the blade into his body and the scented seedlings backstepped heavily.
(In the meantime, you heard. By the time Snow Oka completes the ability to divine erosion, a significant number of mice were used to experiment, and several mice could be said to be its prototype. Isn't that the same thing? He said he also referred to the cocoon at the milk place.)
Seeing the gelatin that seems to be coming from the body of the sword, I truly think.
I could pull the sword out of the gelatine, but Kaori felt considerable pressure on the gelatine. It would seem difficult to escape if a part of your body were entangled.
A blade of countless shapes, like a ten virtue knife, pops out of Kaori's arms at various angles. But unlike the previous one, while slightly longer, it is all a clear blade emitting pink light, just like the earlier blade. Looks like a bunch of pink laser blades popped out of both hands all the time.
Incense seedlings approaching sword holding again. Grow your sword before yourself and your gelatin flat like a shield.
As Kaori waves her arm, the glowing blade disengages from Kaori's arm and each jumps around at high speed as if she were willing, cleaving the gelatin flashly from various angles.
The sword holder saw it and retreated. I was wary that Kaori's weapon was more powerful than I had imagined.
All the blades that were rambling return to Kaori's arms and are stored.
"Wow, that... It was like being filled with a pink blade on one side."
Li Lei shrugs, thinking he would never want to fight that one.
Kaori herself was surprised. It's an achievement that I got upgraded to at Miyazaki's place, but I didn't think it was getting any more powerful so far.
"Is that...? What... this..."
Furthermore, the scented seedlings will come as a surprise. I wondered if all the blades had been stored back in Kaori's arms, one on his right arm, two on his left arm, and a clear blade pierced him, and the machines on both arms of Kaori were short.
"Oh, my God..."
"Failed to receive boomerang"
Seeing Kaori's arm, the sword grips, and the light man screams.
"Fumizaki guy..."
Lip-biting scented seedlings. I have never failed when I practiced before, but this is what happens if I raise the output a little because of the actual battle.
Either way, this sees it as unfavourable to continue the fight, and Kaori turns a blind eye to the falling Truth and Li Lei.
Scented seedlings with multiple injection openings out of their backs, rocket injected and traveling all at once to where True and Lei are, with their faulty arms, hold the two immobile by each side.
"Hey, what?
Li Lei raised his voice, but ignored the scented seedlings, sprayed a rocket, tore through the window, and jumped outside the building.
"Chase him!
The constituents, who had been ordered to hold the sword in the incense and had cemented the entrance, tried to move, but the gunfire echoed several times.
"Supporting the escape with sniping? It's all around. Give it up and go back."
He went on to instruct, and the sword held his breath abominably leaked out.