The Dusty Resistance received a new request and moved out.
The client is Richard Inoue, a constituent affiliated with the Information Organization Machine Gun Birth. The request is for an escort, but the subject of the investigation is not a dancing heart, but a branch of a chitin sink to a pregnant woman.
"Actually, it's an extension of the bomb riot."
Richard said with a bitter smile. Even if they don't say it, they know it.
"The client is central, after all, isn't he?
"You can't talk about the client, but you can't think of anything else."
Richard replied bitterly to the ten night inquiry.
The four of them visited one of the industrial zones in Euthanasia City. The industrial zone is classic as a lurking spot on the back street. There are many cases of firms' factories on the front street mixed with backstreet azitos all the time.
"In the last battle... the Frost Root brothers, anyway, I wonder if the others were not so strong"
Ten nights said as I watched the building farther around.
Chitinsink to pregnant women is a major organization at international level, but its power is unknown when it comes to fighting. This organization is only competing commercially with other organizations and does not cause much dispute. Not so much nothing at all, but a skirmish to an extent that won't be rumored.
"You saw two or so weapons in the sawdust. It's an arms-tight organization, so you better be on your guard in that respect."
While messing with the pendant of the snake's entangled cross, the snake draws attention.
"It's convincing when two of the eternal mistakes say it. Ouch."
On the forehead of the teasing shake, the cocksucker pinches.
The four use subspace tunnels to infiltrate the factory.
"Fine, this. I mean, there's cheating."
Richard envies. If I could do the same, I would think that my job as an informer would disappoint. Above all, I can make sure it's safe.
Richard's aim, of course, is to ascertain the location of the anti-matter bomb.
Inside the factory, from what I've seen, it looks like just a product factory, but what I'm making is a weapon. This is mainly a factory that makes heavy firearms.
"Wow, there are those two again"
The shake raised his voice. Looking at the end of the shaking gaze, Frostroot and his siblings were abominable.
"I guess this place is hazy"
Says:
"Why..."
Strangely ten nights approached, it was then.
"An intruder is nearby. With subspace generation reaction"
When they saw this one, which they could not have seen, they said in a shady voice, and the four of them were a little.
"Oh, shit. Don't drag him out."
"I wonder if it will work..."
Taki screams with joy, Takashi is an unpleasant face, takes two shells out of his nostalgia and begins to cast a spell.
"Was he a magician? I only used guns the other day."
Shake to say unexpectedly.
(That shellfish is a catalyst - a mental amplifier. Tasty, the subspace will be fully open)
Hiroji Machida, the soul in the temple, warns with a voice that can only be heard.
"Looks like they're dragging me out of here. Be careful."
Five seconds after the prompting, I thought that the door connecting the subspace to the normal space had been forced open, the door widened more and more, as if it were turned, and the subspace was transformed into the normal space.
"I can't believe I can do this..."
(Thanks to the mental amplifier, I can exercise a fairly powerful technique. Beware)
Machida cautioned the warrior.
(If I use a mental amplifier too, can I be stronger now?
(That is extremely rare stuff. Besides, you should stop because there is a considerable strain on the spirit due to recoil after use)
To Machida's answer, I'm a little discouraged by what I was expecting.
"With Mr... the other day."
Those who squirm and groan while watching to keep their eyes off each other are abominable.
"Hey, enjoy the rest of your time."
I laugh with joy.
"If you're in danger, you can't pull back."
"I'm doing it, and this is our house. I don't know how to abandon a house."
"No, it's not home. I just happen to be there."
"Still, it's not like one of the Azitos in the organization."
Talking to Takashi, he moves forward in front of the four of them.
Are you going to do it with me again? Or do you want me to be your brother now?
"What? You want to change it to something else because you're tired of being me?
He calls me out every now and then and makes me joke and laugh.
"There are some kids who are good at melee."
"Mezzillo Emeralder"
He receives a gaze, and ten nights poses with an unmotivated voice.
(That laser sword, I also feel dangerous at ten nights)
It's not a very good combination as it is true, but I decided to dare bump into it with ten nights of training.
"A heroic mouse. Funny."
Taki pulls out the little blade of transparency.
The constituents in working clothes gather to surround the four.
"A lot of them, and they're surrounded, aren't they?
Richard will have an uneasy face.
"Maybe it's a little unsavory. Richard, don't fight, hide and tremble round the corner of the conveyor there."
"Wow, okay, but shaking isn't extra, is it?
While laughing small at the words, Richard does as instructed except tremble.
"Shaking is as abominable as last time. I'm in the miscellaneous fish..."
"Miss... are you avoiding me? Fighting between the same magicians...... can't you hope?
In the process of instructing me, Takashi enters into the conversation.
"Me and ten nights are better suited to dealing with a lot of miscellaneous fish. I don't mind shaking it."
"I could be the grocery fisherman. I mean, you know, this brother and sister, I'm familiar with catching you. Are you that close?
With a face that seems somewhat unpleasant, he stares at Tahoe and Tahoe.
"I don't need mine."
"Huh, jealous..."
A small poke of shaking, Da Tao laughs with his nose.
"A little decent. Let me do this."
"Yes, sir. But you're like a magician, so be careful."
The shaking and the taboos are relative again.
Takashi pulls out the gun. He also rushes out and pulls out his gun, keeping an eye on Tahoe's hand.
Shoot at about the same time as each other. We've done this before, so we know each other's power.
"What, it's not a paranormal technique? Are you going to go with me?
It won't be the next attack soon, and Shake smiles and speaks out to the others.
"That's the... gun, so this one too. If you win with surgery, you'll be jealous. resentful. Sticky. Because I don't like that..."
I can't hear you. I can't hear you. I can't hear you.
"It doesn't mean the technique outweighs the gun, and the arm of the gun goes up better on me, and you know that in the last fight, right?
"I don't think you're that far away from me... A little bit above. Enough chatting..."
Even at a time like this, they don't want to keep their eyes on the shake and talk.
"I get it. Okay, let's go."
The shootout will resume.
He summons the Miso Golem to deal with the Miscellaneous Soldier, while building the Wall of Mirage to confuse him and measure his attacks so that they do not focus.
Ten nights are spent fighting in close proximity.
Blue light has already been emitted from the clear sword that holds the sauce. A blue laser is released in three or four directions at a time each time it is shaken.
The sophistication of the body surgery itself felt ten nights above me, but the evasion of the laser released from this sword was extremely difficult. I am avoiding, but my luck is also severely entangled, as I call for a stirring kill to predict what angle it will be unleashed and read when the sword will be lowered. Thanks to this, I'm almost on the defensive side.
"I don't know, just run around. I don't want to be a woman.
The sawdust stirs, but the ten nights never break the pace of caution.
(This kid... you enjoy fighting. That comes through. But... that's dangerous)
I was feeling ten nights. Says Taki may be longer than he is in backstreet history, but he lacks combat experience. Physical abilities are considerable, but many gaps and wastes can be seen when attacking. Thanks to this, there are aspects that have been avoided for ten nights.
(Though, it's hard to do more than one attack flying at a time...)
Ten nights during melee combat, the defense of the suit was counted on, and some aspects were distracting, so this time the opponent whose defense is unlikely to make sense accumulates mental fatigue.
"Miso Meteo"
Miso's magic was activated, and the miso poured down on Takitori.
"Buh!?
"Ngu!
Frostroot brothers and sisters who can bathe in large quantities of miso and apply and consolidate in the miso. Ten nights and shakes perceive the intent of the attack, where they stop the hand of the attack.
"Hih, cowardice..."
"Hey, Tyman's in the way. Oh, look at that."
"The battle over here is over, and it's your fault we couldn't settle it by then."
The protesters laughed and said away. Seeing this, all the constituents of the kitchen sink are stiffened up and unable to move.
"If the time we spend investigating this place, if you want to go outside for a while and wait as a good boy, I'll let you go."
"Don't underestimate me, mister! Why don't you say that to me, you cheeky ass!
"Takushi, let's get out of here. Let's admit we lost. Besides, your sister took care of it to keep the dead from coming here."
"Mmmm... is that true too? Wow."
In response to his request, Takushi cut off mightily, but he was flawed, admitted to losing, and decided to accept his request.
"So, I'd like to say to those who don't like it."
And he turned to his face and saw the abominations. Those who rush off their gaze abhorrent.
"I'm not impressed with relying on mental amplifiers. After using it, there is recoil."
I used to work with you, and after thinking about our abominations, I advised you softly.
"What I hate most is the type that tries to gain an advantage by denying something..."
Those who whine with a sinking voice, leaving their gaze out of sight.
"That's the type of person who wants to soak up or be satisfied with superiority by denying it, most people will hate it - but it's something that you shouldn't be denied, it is. I'm paying more attention to you than denial in the first place."
"I look from the top at the point that I'm paying attention to you..."
"Ah, well... that's enough"
It stinked and I stopped talking.
"Mr. Yan is jealous of his mental amplifier..."
"You rascal, you're not jealous. You must be worried about your brother. I'm sorry, my stupid brother..."
"It's okay."
Da Tao drank and instead apologized, he smiled.
Kittin sink constituents to pregnant women freed from the mistletoe leave the factory.
"That Edoko-chatty kid I was dealing with, it doesn't mean he's weak, but he wasn't used to it in action."
"Oh, I got the same impression."
Ten nights of words, I also agreed to shake.
"I think it's a hassle here."
"As I was saying, how do you know?
Ten nights asks toward.
"Ha, I've decided it's Ng. Ah, Natsuko-san, I told you to leave it to me..."
"Huh... Mrs?
"Mr. Jin is broken..."
Suddenly he shows off his bellamy tone. Dumb ten nights and shaking.
"My mother grew up in Lower Town... Regardless of his father, his mother used Edoko's words quite well. But I've never actually seen a child use a proper Edo valve... It's only partially inherited. That pattern, I think, is in other houses as well. My mother never talked about Sa Rong in Ta Rong."
and
"No, Midori was talking subtly like Edoko."
Shaking reminds me.
"If a parent or a grandmother had someone like that, it would seem to be handed down in part."
"Why do you like that way of talking?
"I used it when I was a little girl, but I tried to stop intentionally after I went to middle school. It was stressful."
Asked shaking, he replied, grinning embarrassingly.