Rebuild World

The next day, Akira was again training for physical time manipulation with Alpha.

Alpha is dancing with a sword in both hands and an over-decorated costume, just like before. Alpha danced and danced gracefully, and in a natural motion, she slammed Akira's neck.

Akira hasn't made it slight even when Alpha attacks her. Instead of avoiding an Alpha attack, I don't even have a bare temper to react. I was just staring at Alpha.

"... Akira?

"I'm fine. Go on."

Akira's expression is serious in itself. Alpha also found out that I wasn't kidding or unwilling.

Alpha was slightly surprised (a lot) by Akira's condition, but when she returned to her fixed position without asking anything, she dropped a piece of cloth from her costume and danced out again.

Afterwards Akira continues to be chopped up by Alpha. Akira keeps staring at Alpha with a serious look without being slight.

Whenever the blade of sword held by Alpha in both hands passes through Akira's body, the fabric falls from Alpha's costume and disappears. Excessive decoration is removed from the Alpha dress, and the fabric of the dress body is reduced, resulting in more dewy skin. It also meant that Alpha's outfit approached Nelia's figure as she engaged in the ruins of Kuzhara Street ruins.

(... Remember. Fight then. Feel it in your dreams. I was nervous when I fought him. I was able to do it then. I was able to do it even in my dreams. Then we should still be able to do it! He says Alpha can do it too!

Akira is trying to regain, reproduce, and maintain the tension between life and death, the feeling of running the dead line. Stare at the dancing alpha. Stare at the sword that Alpha holds. Akira keeps staring at the blade as it passes through her body more than once.

And he momentously jumped the sword in his right hand to snap Akira's neck from Alpha's rapidly weaving dance movements. The move coincidentally was the same as Nelia's move that Akira saw in her dream.

Akira watched as she firmly recognized that the blade, which seemed very cleavage, slowly approached her neck. And when he desperately turned away from it, Akira fell flashly behind him.

Akira hit the back of her head hard on the floor as it was. Hold down your aching head with both hands with a painful (kung fu) look as you roll on the floor.

Alpha rushes over to Akira and sounds worried.

"Akira. Are you okay?

"... Yikes, it hurts. Healing pills, healing pills?

"That's the shelf there."

Akira stood up fluttered and took a box of recovery pills she had left on a nearby shelf, a box of a million aurum of recovery pills. Apply the tubed paste-like restorative medicine removed from the box to the back of the head, which is quite painful by hitting it hard.

Then Akira's pain in the back of her head disappears quickly. So I didn't get the treatment done. I just got the pain gone with the anesthesia, but I'm grateful to Akira for just getting the pain gone. The injury itself will heal straight. There is no need to wipe off the remaining healing pills as they stain the skin a little bit.

The pain disappears and the colour of the pain disappears from Akira's face.

"It's more convenient for a type of healing pill to be applied directly at a time like this."

"I wonder if there is a difference between the treatment of injury (injury) and the recovery of fatigue, or if I can afford to take off my clothes at the injured area and apply them during battle. That's the division between oral type and usage, isn't it? Than that, Akira, did you do it?

To Alpha, who laughs and asks so, Akira answered with a laugh as well.

"Oh. I could. Because of that, I couldn't move very well, so I hit my head flashly."

'I can't help it. Just because Akira's body feels ten times faster doesn't mean Akira can move ten times faster. There's a deviation between conscious movement and actual movement. For this reason, there are places where it is necessary to move the unconscious movements that have been made before with great consciousness. You need to grasp the movement of your body, which has become relatively exceptionally dull, and move on it. We'll just have to train and get used to this. "

"Right. Only with training."

Akira is unconsciously holding her head by her hand. I don't have any pain, but I guess I still feel uncomfortable where I hit him.

'Looks like you hit it flashy, and get some rest?

"No, keep going. I want to repeat it within remembering that feeling."

'Okay. You can't do that, can you?

"Oh."

Training is resumed. Alpha dances out in front of Akira again. The fabric of the costume worn decreases, and the dance gradually changes seductively (frighteningly). To capture the move, Akira kept looking at Alpha without breaking her serious look.

Akira's training for the day is over. At the end of the training in body sensory time manipulation, until now Alpha's outfit was almost the same as naked, but this time she had to look overexposed in a dress.

But that's not because Akira was able to avoid an Alpha attack. Akira became exhausted (dull) before Alpha was nearly naked and just couldn't continue training any more.

Akira continues to breathe rough while lying on a hard floor in large letters. Akira was able to compress her somatosensory time again several times during her training. And each time, I was forced to concentrate extremely, and I tortured my brain.

The longer your body feels, the more time you have to concentrate. And moving within that feeling is no different than continuing to move at all without a break. Naturally the fatigue becomes very intense.

Akira, whose brain and body were very terrible, was so tired that it was even difficult to get up.

In front of Akira lying on the floor, Alpha, who is looking pretty daring, calls out.

'Let's finish today's training. Look, just stand up a little harder'

"... I can't. Just give me a little rest."

"Just a little bit, huh? You stay put and you'll fall asleep there. At least try your best to get to bed. You're gonna regret sleeping there tomorrow, aren't you?

Akira, who lives on the street and has a lot of experience sleeping on hard ground, understands very well what Alpha means by regret. Being used to sleeping on a soft bed, Akira now doesn't have the skill to reduce fatigue and sleep on hard ground like she used to. If you fall asleep on a stiff floor like this, you will regret it very much tomorrow.

Akira stood up squeezing her strength as she repeatedly took a deep breath while lying on the floor to get her breath ready. I head straight to the bedroom cursorily. Arriving in the bedroom, Akira fell into bed to be sucked in.

Alpha standing on Akira's side (by her side) remains provocative at the end of the training because Akira has not instructed her to change. Underwear overflowing with luxury is hidden from the boldly stripped fabric of the dress Alpha is wearing. I can't afford to point that out or anything else in Akira right now.

Akira has managed to keep her eyelids (eyelids) open, which are being closed against her will, but she is close enough to succumb to the feeling of accumulated fatigue and soft futon.

"... Sleep a little. Wake me up when it's time to study."

'Stay asleep today. I can't help but wake you up and study in a drowsy, fluttering state. "

"... ok"

That's all Akira said and left herself to the sleeper.

Think as Alpha watches Akira sleep.

Alpha had calculated that Akira needed at least six months before she could learn to manipulate her physical sensory time. In other words, Akira would have overturned Alpha's calculations.

Is this convenient for Alpha, or is it inconvenient in the sense that something is happening that goes beyond prediction? Alpha couldn't make a decision.

Either way, the plan needs to be revised. There was no laughter in Alpha's look at devising an adjustment to the plan.

Old and young men and various human beings live in the slum district, which is present in the lower section of the city of Kugamayama. They also have a daily life and need to make money by some means for their lives. He who collects iron scraps and sells them to vendors in the wilderness near the city. Those who get jobs from people who have money but who live in Slam Street for some reason. Various people pick up things that still seem to work and sell them in outdoor stores.

Some of them make it their business to take it away from others. Aruna, the girl who lives in Slam Street, was one of them.

Aruna was lucky to have the gift of a natural sleigh, and she was unlucky to have days that she could not live without. The spicy life she lived justified Arna's actions, and her talent continued to give her money without exposing the sleigh.

Whenever spicy life forces Aruna to steal, the technique is honed. The technology had already grown to the point where it could be called first-rate.

Arna's failure was to share the harvest she stole from her prey with someone she knew. Not all people have a hard mouth. When Arna's technology became known to some human, she became required to harvest more from the humans in the group to which she belonged.

The amount sought gradually increased and eventually became expected to rise enough to feed all the human beings in the population. Arna got away from it and after that she basically started acting alone. I have people I personally associate with, but I avoided imitating (well) that I belonged to some inmate party.

But it's very hard for a girl to live alone in Slam Street. Means of obtaining gold in Slam Street are limited. The means to protect that money is more limited than that. It was inevitable that Aruna would become dependent on her own rare (rare) talents to provide food and secure beds to protect herself.

Even that day Arna was looking for her prey, as usual. Arna is also not giving allowances or gradually getting her hands on someone walking down the street. He seems to have a lot of money in his possession, so he has his hands on less difficult people to steal.

Most of the inhabitants of the same slum town do not have money in their bush. And some of the exceptions to being a slum dweller and carrying a lot of money are people on the wrong side. Therefore, it is very rare (rarely) for Suri to reach out to residents of Slam Street. It is also why the inhabitants of Slam Street do not unnecessarily hostile Suri.

Thus, the Suri of Slam Street are aimed at people who come from outside of Slam Street. A customer who comes to a store that does business of a kind that cannot set up a store in a proper place. Those who are confident in the wilderness and do not need to bypass the slums when going out into the wilderness. Those who visit the slums for dark reasons behind them. Who enters with a little curiosity. who followed a human who had fled to Slam Street. Those who go around looking for excavations and seeing open stores and such. They have more money than the inhabitants of the slums.

Arna, who was looking for prey, laid eyes on one hunter. The quality of the hunter is also varied. Some hunters must never get their hands on a battle, while others pay a small price for alcohol, including equipment and suspicious hunters. It's the same for both of us who are used to rough things. Robbers rarely target hunters. Because it is true that if you take the equipment, etc. and sell it, it will be gold, but it is likely to be a payback.

But Suri often targets hunters. If you aim for guns and other equipment, you're likely to notice that. Because the gear is a hunter's commercial tool, and if you lose it, you won't be able to fight monsters, so hunters are also on good alert. For this reason, hunters who have neglected to be vigilant about other possessions, such as wallets, etc., are likely to do so.

In Aruna's eyes, the hunter looked like a duck. The clothes you are wearing are for hunters, but there is no indication that you have ever been out in the wilderness without dirt on your clothes. The gun he's equipped with is brand new and doesn't even show signs of firing. His appearance is young, and from his expression, he can't feel the distinctive awesome (Sugo) Miya acumen of the hunters of the war. A young hunter with a minimum set of gear to apply for a Hunter Certificate of Hunter Rank 10. Arna decided so.

(Let's do it to him. If you're willing to take a look around the dewstore for a bit after registering a hunter, you might have quite a bit. I'll take it before he scatters it at the dewstore)

Arna approached that hunter disguised as a coincidence, as usual, disrespecting his purse with genius and skill. Arna's arm was divine, and its hunter had no idea that he had been deprived of his purse.

Arna's luck ran out that day.

Akira is walking down Slam Street to get to Cheryl's base. It was simply to make a face, and it was also a distraction for Akira.

The set of gear I asked Sizka for has not yet arrived, so Akira's gear is no different. Brand new Hunter clothes that aren't even protective clothing. AAH assault guns and A2D assault guns that I haven't used since I bought them. Until you engage a monster in the wilderness with that gear and your gear gets a little thin and dirty, you can't help but dress misunderstood as a hunter beginner.

And Akira also suffered unusual damage when an unskilled hunter wandered around Slam Street.

"Akira, they even took my wallet."

"What!?

Akira, pointed out to Alpha, immediately sticks her hand in her pocket to confirm. As Alpha pointed out, the wallet that should have certainly existed in the pocket was gone.

'Hold on tight. If Akira wore fortified clothes that I could manipulate, it would also prevent me from manipulating fortified clothes to be stolen, but until then, Akira would have to do something about it, right?

Alpha paid light attention to Akira. It is light enough to embarrass the slightest carelessness. There were about 100,000 orum in the stolen purse. It's a lot of money, but it's also not an exaggerated amount, given Akira's recent earnings. A slightly higher tuition fee to fix Akira's relaxation. Alpha was thinking to that extent.

Alpha's perception and Akira's perception were fatally different.

Akira recognizes, understands and organizes the situation. When it was over, Akira spoke, who had been silent for more than a dozen seconds to solidify on the spot.

"... when?

Dark, quiet Akira's voice contained clear anger. The facial expression in front of him that was floating showed the sharpness of the battle posture and his feelings for the enemy.

"Alpha. Do you know who stole my wallet one day?

Conversations with Alpha are conducted in a mindful manner to avoid suspicion. To the extent that I recall it, Akira asked Alpha, who restored calm.

Alpha was a little surprised by Akira's anger beyond her own assumptions. At the same time, Alpha learns about it and modifies information from time to time about the human being who says Akira. Now Alpha will have gained a better understanding of Akira.

Alpha answers lightly.

'I get it. It's him. "

Akira's vision is augmented at the same time that Alpha points to it. With Alpha's support, Akira's vision shows Alna, who is already moving behind the alley, ahead of the shield. Akira ran out of momentum when she saw it.

Arna was checking the contents of the purse she stole from Akira.

"... whoa! It's got 100,000 aurums in it! This is all I need. I was there."

Arna can flaunt her expression in more harvest than she can imagine. But the smile also quickly clouded.

"... it's okay for now. After that..."

Arna clouded the words ahead. I put the content in my mouth and didn't like to look directly at it. This is also because Aruna correctly understands its contents.

It's tough to make up from the slums. Saying you're going to make it doesn't mean you're going to be a millionaire. If only the residents of Slam City could get enough money to live a relatively serious (decent) life in their minds. But that's hard enough.

In order to obtain a proper position, it is necessary to have the corresponding knowledge and education, and in order (to) obtain that knowledge and education, it is necessary to have the corresponding communication and money. The majority of those who live in the city of Slam have neither the money to gain the knowledge, nor the knowledge to gain the money.

Arna found no hope in her own outlook for the future. Aruna understands it somewhere in her mind, too. I will perish one day. I can't eat it for the rest of my life with a sled. If we keep slipping like this, one day we'll find it, one day we'll get caught, and we'll pay the price.

I don't know if that price will be enough to beat you up and roll you down the alley, to be offended and dumped on the road, to be lightly killed, or to see hell if you'd rather die.

But that's why Aruna doesn't know how to stop the sleigh and live. And Aruna has a lot of sleigh skills to the extent that she's ever survived.

Arna shakes her neck sideways to change her mind.

"... stop. I can't help thinking about it here and now. I have money. Let's eat something. I'm just depressed when I'm hungry."

Aruna walked out to go to the tame shop.

There's a loud noise behind Arna. When Aruna looked back towards the sound, there was Akira running down a narrow alley following Aruna. The sound was that of Akira, who had been running, kicking things in the alley with momentum.

Akira and Arna's eyes met. Both stiff for a few seconds. Aruna, who returned it to me, hung it in the opposite direction from Akira at full speed.

Aruna soon found out that Akira had come after her when she realized that her wallet had been stolen.

(How did you find out!? There was nothing at all like being noticed stolen! Even if you realized it, you couldn't possibly know it was stolen by me! And that! I didn't stumble upon you looking for me in the dark clouds! He was following me when he knew I was here!

For Arna, Akira is a bad enough opponent. But that's not the only reason Arna gets desperate and runs away. Arna saw Akira's expression.

(willing to kill! That one's definitely gonna kill me!

Feeling the killing spirit emanating from Akira, Arna continued to run wild in death.

At the same time Arna escapes, she can also untie Akira's stiffness. Akira sets up an AAH assault gun. Alpha pushes caution on Akira, who lacks calm.

'If you take it off, it hits someone irrelevant, okay?

Akira and Aruna are not the only ones in the alley. Not that it's in there, but there are quite a few. There are some business stores that can't be overrated. There are also customers and caution sticks at the store. Those who have lost the battle for a good location may be resting in the corner.

Akira's shooting technique has improved remarkably compared to initially, but now there is no hit correction due to the manipulation of Alpha's fortified clothing, and with a brand new gun he hasn't shot yet, Akira didn't have the confidence to make sure he was hit.

Those who noticed Akira with the gun while Akira hesitated made a scene and rushed away from Akira. More people trying to escape to the dark clouds block the rays to Aruna.

I'm not even willing to involve an unrelated person in Akira. Akira gave up using the gun and ran out after Arna.

Running Arna and chasing Akira. The distance between the two is hard to narrow.

Akira can't keep up with Aruna because the relatively small Aruna is better suited to run through narrow alleys.

Aruna can't sprinkle Akira because Akira knows exactly where Aruna is with Alpha's support.

Even as Aruna spreads Akira through the divide many times, Akira follows Aruna precisely. Arna's impatience keeps getting harsher and harsher.

(Why!? How can you follow me so precisely!?... No way!?

There's a transmitter on my wallet, and maybe I'm following you with that reaction. That would also allow Akira to continue to follow Arna exactly in search of her stolen purse. Having thought of it that way, Arna threw Akira's purse at Akira's rear as she wished.

Akira sees her purse going over her head and immediately turns back and picks up her purse.

Akira regained much of her calm by getting her purse back. The expression also restores some calm.

Now if the contents of the wallet were well contained, Akira would have been able to take back what was once taken. It would have wiped away the demerit Akira would have definitely been able to stop when she was in Slam Street, that she would be taken away while she didn't know her own money.

Then Akira would also have been able to reflect on trying to be careful next time and put an end to this situation with it.

Akira checks the contents of her wallet. All the money had been pulled out.

Akira's expression gets very harsh.

"... Alpha"

'Over there. Too far away, I don't even know where I am. If you want to chase me, hurry.'

"… Copy"

Akira answered that in a bottom-cold voice and ran out again.

Continue. Things continue. Akira follows Aruna through the alley again.

Arna, who continued to run down the back alley of the lower section, was holding her legs and breathing heavily to get her breath ready at a time when her breath was at its limit. Arna's gaze remains pointed behind the alley she has been running. There's no sign of Akira there. Even after Arna finished breathing somewhat, Akira never showed up.

"Ya finally sprinkled...? I knew you even had a transmitter on that purse? Well, whatever you got away with."

Arna grins with relief (mostly). But the smile collapses in an instant. Because I saw Akira running from the back of the aisle towards Aruna.

"... lying!?"

Akira gets closer and closer even while Arna is in a hurry. By the time Arna ran out again, the distance between the two had been considerably shorter.

Arna runs selflessly obsessed. I keep running desperately without distorting (boiling) my face to fear and half crying. It was when I jumped out of the alley with that momentum and out onto the boulevard in the lower section. Aruna, who jumped out without checking with Busy (Roku), such as ahead, hit momentum with someone who was walking down the street.

"Hey! Watch out!

See who Arna bumps into while she's frightened. A young hunter. As far as his gear was concerned, he looked like a hunter of considerable strength.

He was a little angry, but when he saw Arna's threatening expression, he turned off the color of his anger straight from his expression and asked Arna worryingly.

"Are you all right?

He smiles to reassure Arnab that he can threaten. Looking at his smile, Arna forgot the situation and fell in love. Fear fades from Arna's expression, a slight pearlescent color floats on her cheeks, and a small exclamation is heard from her mouth.

Arna returned to me as soon as she felt signs of Akira in the back of the alley. Aruna makes her gaze wander over the fear behind the aisle and the hope of smiling at herself.

Arna went to the gamble. Arna hugs him and screams.

"Please help! They're after me!