Since the battle began, Tsugumi had taken out his sketchbook and was painting with all his heart.
(I wonder if I'll make it... I'm not even going to make it... No, I won't give up)
I want to finish this painting by the end of the fight. I think so and move my pencil desperately. Akiya Yasuko was so focused that she didn't react when she spoke.
(I didn't give up, but Dad's gone. I'm sure I'm a bad boy, no matter what I try...)
Think of it worse, it's breaking my heart.
"Look, let's finally think about it"
The same dialogue that the tutor always spoke with a gentle smile makes Tsugumi's head.
(The teacher was with me then, and he led me to the answer. Many times the teacher solved it by himself. Yet the teacher and I solved it together and told me that I was the last one to give the answer... Now I have to do it alone)
The concentration of the twig increases and the hand moving the pencil becomes even faster.
Gunshots over and over. Shoot a gun instead of a true shake, but the demon's uncle deforms his flesh to minimize damage.
The demon uncle is also looking at the gap and fighting back. He wields a stick, emits a wave of mindfulness, but truly and shakes sparingly.
The Uncle of the Devil is more defensive than the two of us.
I wish there was an increase in bookworm ji-chan, but that also seemed difficult. Bookworm Ji-chan is at a distance, facing the tiger. Neither one of them is trying to move, it's a form of asking how things are going. Or it can take the form of being restrained.
Second, the devil's uncle noticed. The shaky position has not changed, but the truth is that it is slowly approaching.
"Huh, Little Wise E"
Ever since I mouthed it, I think it's a really moonlight rogue dialogue, an uncle of the devil who gets a little embarrassed himself.
(These two are alarmed by the smell of hundreds of battles, eh? You can count on the presence or absence of extraordinary powers. E)
The devil's uncle took the choice to keep his mind tight and distance himself from the truth.
Truth is, I didn't expect the devil's uncle to act reluctantly in the melee. But the anticipation is, I thought it would come at me first, and I don't appreciate the action of keeping my distance. Then the offensive will only continue at such a distance as before. It makes no sense to want to break it and get close.
(Will you come aboard? Then......)
The truth did not give up, but in a bolder move, he approached the devil's uncle.
"Kono."
Abominably, an uncle of the devil who truly waves the stick in a row. Truth is, take big steps to avoid it.
Shaking shoots, following a gap where the devil's uncle is truly distracted.
Shaking guns need to be prevented in a different way than true guns because of their strong penetration. The entire face is inflated to create multiple layers on the skin to prevent penetration along the way.
"But this is tiring, Lou"
Nor can deformation of the flesh be infinite. Drain your health. And of course, using mindfulness power. While fighting, the devil's uncle realized that his fatigue was increasing.
"Haaaa!
A tiger, who usually only gives a modest growl, gently raises his voice and turns to Bookworm Ji-chan. The devil's uncle was distracted for a moment by the voice.
True and wobbly are not aware of the voice, but they do not interrupt the focus on the opponent they are fighting. The difference in experience as a combatant came true here. This difference is greater than the presence or absence of supernormal forces.
Shake shoots more guns. The demon uncle inflates his face again.
A bloated face creates a blind spot. The gaze is partially blocked by the very face of himself that has enlarged.
To that blind spot, the truth had already slipped in.
True waves his right hand and jumps a hammer from under his sleeve. Ultrasonic vibrating steel wire extends from the hammer.
"What the heck, TO!?
An ultrasonic vibrating steel wire was wrapped around the entire body from the neck down when the demon's uncle turned his face back.
"Shouldn't you have left that face much bigger?
As the truth inquired, pulling the steel wire, the demon's uncle's body was cut into rings, and he split and rolled
"Impossible Der"
Says the devil's uncle, who became only his neck.
"Ugh...... Not as weak as it was, but the impression it was weak for Las Bosses"
The shake muddles and squeals. I also used nerves to keep avoiding attacks by waves of distraction. At any rate, the range of attack is much wider than that of a bullet.
(Two-on-one, enemies are not used to fighting, this one is a mind-blowing pattern, well coordinated. There were these factors, but this guy was pretty menacing on his own)
Truth is, I never think the demon uncle was weak.
"I mean, I'm not going to talk about whether the regenerative force isn't so powerful or whether the weakness is somewhere in my body at the time I'm making my body bigger and preventing bullets."
A shake turns his hands around the back of his head and says it well.
"I guess the latter"
Truth is, I witnessed the devil's uncle moving his split body and desperately protecting his heart up close.
"Oh... ever carr..."
Seeing that the truth picked up the heart, the demon's uncle's neck nodded. A silk hat fell out of his head and rolled on the edge of it.
Looking at Tiger and Bookworm Ji-chan, this one seemed settled too. Countless thin arms fall torn apart by nails and fangs, and a tiger is worn against its neck. But the tiger didn't seem to be an unharmed victory either, bleeding from all over his body.
Ten nights and Ueme were just finishing the battle with Hachijo.
(Looks like the space's back to normal. Maybe it's because Bookworm Ji-chan disappeared)
When Junko felt the change in space on his skin and took out the virtual phone to confirm it, the radio waves connected properly.
"Done! We made it. Yikes!
Everyone pays attention to Tsugumi, who puts up a sketchbook to give a shout of joy.
Tsugumi runs on a small run and heads to the scattered Uncle of the Devil.
"I still haven't painted what the devil's uncle really is."
Tugmi turns over the sketchbook he holds and shows the picture he's painting there.
What was depicted there was a middle-aged man in bright white. Glowing rings float over his head and white wings grow from his back. There are no horns, no bat wings, no toy beard, so it's hard to see, but the demon's uncle has become an angel's uncle.
"The Uncle of the Devil has always appeared in the hearts of a large number of people to help create something, so God forgives him and he returns to the angels. Sometimes I did something wrong, so I wasn't allowed inside, but this is how I drew it, and God forgave me, too."
"Ha ha ha, I don't know the last reason E. Flying Gee."
The logic is leaping, but what Tsugumi wanted to sue somehow conveyed, and the demon's uncle was crazy and laughing.
"Uncle of the Devil, you said you were used to me, but were you really going to abandon me?
He leans in front of the uncle of the devil, who rolls in pieces, and Tsugumi speaks anxiously.
"Oh and yo. It is unnecessarily decided whether he who created me, who is like my students, or who turns to the enemies who deny us, Lo. I just wanted to create a world full of creativity, Dar."
"Really true ~?"
Tsugumi smiles small and takes the red ball out of his nose.
"That's Coinuel's ability car..."
I guessed what Tsugumi was trying to do, and the demon's uncle had a pulling grin.
To the devil's uncle, a tsugmi that hits a red ball that exposes its true meaning.
"I want to dream of Tugumi, Tar. I'm going to be helping you with that, Tar. I want to make a world full of images of tugmi, Tar. I want to create a gentle world, Tar. Yes, I told you, Tar. I mean it, Tar. Hmm, now you're satisfied with the car?
With the effect of a genuine listening ball extracted from Coinuel given to Junko, he is forced to confess his motive, and the devil's uncle rots infidelly.
"The heart that I desired that gentle world is recorded by Hachijo. Now I... feel like I want a kind heart, but ultimately I refuse it with reason."
Tugumi picks up the devil's uncle's head and hugs him all the time.
"Sorry, Uncle of the Devil...... You always encouraged me... When I was depressed, when I was grieving, when I couldn't help myself, my demon uncle told me to paint in my head, so I was saved. Yet... I'm sorry I did this..."
"I mean, okay. Yo. It's all about inspiring creativity, too, sir."
Uncle Satan laughs contentedly at Tsugumi, who apologizes in tears.
"Not only me, but all the unfavourable ones born of the tugmi, all for the tugmi, will fulfill the mission given to them, Tar. Even if Tsugumi doesn't like you, Nah. Even if it didn't work, that's fine, Dar."
Where the devil's uncle spoke so much, his body was engulfed in a dazzling light.
When the light subsided, the figure of the scattered demon's uncle was gone. Instead, an angel uncle was floating in front of the tugmire, depicted in a sketchbook by the tugmire.
I don't have a mustache, so it's still hard to tell from the same person as the demon's uncle right away by looking at it. Her hair is clean and tidy.
"Haha, it's like a game event unfolding -"
"Uh... ruined when they say that"
Seeing the succession that happened in front of me, Kamimi lowers to the dialogue she spoke with a laugh.
"Without a mustache, you have a very different image."
"You look great."
"But it's more distinctive to have that dirty mustache you haven't taken care of."
"Say whatever you want, Low"
Yasuko, Akie, ask what you think of the shake, and the angel uncle sighs.
"Honestly, I really knew we weren't needed by Tugumi anymore, and some parts of us were moving with the will not to admit it, Nah. At birth, I want to fulfill the meaning of birth, Tar. Tho that would be a product of fantasy, for example. No, I only want to show you the proof of being born, because it's only a product of fantasy, Tar..."
The figure of the smiling angel uncle faded and quickly vanished.
And Tsugumi was not given time to mourn the disappearance of the angel's uncle.
"Ah... disappearing. I can see it disappearing little by little..."
A stood up tsugumi looks at Akie and Yasuko and speaks with a crying face.
"Disappear?
Hear disturbing words and ask anxiously.
"With Bookworm J-chan gone, we lost the supply and sharing of intelligence. Thanks to you, Bookworm, my head was clear."
Listening to Tugumi's dialogue, Akie Yasuko and Junko recall the words spoken by the demon's uncle.
"Now...... it's no longer clear. I can see it's getting a little blurry. Return to normal. Original...... me with a blurred head. Wisdom lagging behind me......"
At the arrival of the most feared event, Tsugumi shivers his hands together in front of his chest.
"No, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey..."
Junko speaks out in a bitter laugh.
"But I just found out that I don't need to be sad. 'Cause I believe Akie, Yasuko, and the Successor of the Constitution will stay friends with me, even if my head is blurred to be clear."
"Tsugumi......"
"It's okay, Tugumi. We've always been friends. I won't pretend not to see Tugumi when she's hard anymore."
"Awwwww... thanks... Yasuko..."
"No, no, no, so I'm telling you I'll fix that. Come on..."
I don't know if it's touching or sad. Three thrilling people in a scene and Junko speaking the same word over and over again.
"Oh."
Whether you viewed it all as over or the tiger greets everyone, you leave with a single chirp.
"After all, what was that tiger?
Upper Mi speaks the question.
"Hmm... looks like it has nothing to do with Tugumi"
Junko squeaks with her hand on her chin. Although I settled on one case, I felt similar to the rest of my heart that only one mystery had not been solved.