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"Hey. You're not sleeping, new guy, Ning."

Surprised by the voices heard from right around the corner, Ning looked up in a panic.

"!?... this is...?

Apparently, he was lying asleep poking at the table, that's the situation. And most of all, I was surprised.

"Mr. Mitsunaka!? Why...? Did you live, did you live!?

I don't believe it. I was taken care of when I just joined Metallica, and while I was supposed to be dead.

"Huh? What are you talking about? I asked for some radishes. Are you tired of training for General Affairs? I'll make you some hot water."

While I said that and laughed, I started making potato shochu hot water crackers with familiar hands.

This is that parlor.

I'll be surprised to see what I look like. I'm wearing a jersey from the General Affairs Division. If you weren't weaving a cape in black, you wouldn't be bloody.

"Here."

"Oh, thank you"

Put your mouth on the hot water you offered in the middle while you were confused.

It tastes the same then. It's a cheap salary for General Affairs employees, so there's no way it's a good shochu. It was still warm. It was delicious.

I kind of missed it, and I was going to cry. Am I dreaming, or was I dreaming?

When Ning thought of that, another man came and sat next to the counter.

"Older man, can you give me a hand too?

A man who puts an empty glass in between and laughs at Nihil. You can't even forget the side that reminds you of that wolf.

"Tsurgi!?

"What's wrong, boss? Speak pitifully."

Tsurugi carried the hot water split he had received from Masaka to his mouth, and tempted the Ning people.

Oh, well. Ning understood.

While I call myself a newcomer, I call myself the boss Tsurgi, there's no way I can see him at the same time.

Am I dead?

"... well"

Maybe that's a good idea. Ning thought that.

Instead of hell where the very bad guys go, it's warm here. Besides, you can't beat Dylan. I'm at my limit now.

"Dead. Do you think so?"

Tsurgi said.

"The longer you live the worse. You're going to die so easily. Ma, if you really want to keep screwing around, I'm not stopping you. Well, think about it. There's been a lot of things, hasn't there?

Mr. Manaka laughed the same way.

Can I really die like this?

The Ning could not answer the words immediately, and closed their eyes and faced their own hearts.

Various people's voices felt like they could be heard.

"I'll be proud to be your aunt."

Still, do you climb that staircase?

'Kid, you're definitely the only one who can do that!

"Let's Challenge the World With You"

"One Step Ahead of Conquering the World with Bees"

'I know. Ning said he would always keep his word.... I believe'

"Justice wins"

Every word leads to one conclusion.

While I was sitting next to him at the counter, I took a sip of hot water, and I told Ning people.

"Promise, I said it on my own. Wow, you've been here a long time. So I've had enough."

The Ning laughed at the words. The answer was already there.

"No, I knew I wouldn't die yet. But this is not for someone. For myself."

Everyone's voice taught me the opposite.

I am grateful to those I meet. He thinks he's an important companion. But I fight for me. It's not for someone.

Yeah, I told you. Be positive and do good. That's not the only word I told Maki.

It is an oath I have ordained for myself.

Are you sure I did my best? Haven't you drawn your own line of limits before too overwhelming justice?

"Huh, I thought so. Boss, that's the man I was in charge of. Justice and evil, 'cause the world is loud. But if a man really wants to change the world, that's not what he knows."

Justice wins. I wasn't really able to deny that word. Mr Big said, 'Evil cannot be recognized by the world. So go along Tsu's path and be sure to wear out'.

I was accepting it as I noticed my doomed body. My mental strength turns into strength, and I knew how to have it, and I decided I wasn't going to reach Dylan.

I wonder what that is, not a denial of evil.

You must have noticed at the last moment. And it reminded me of that.

"Justice wins, that's not all, is it? Let me see. What we wanted to see."

The Ning snorted at the words in between and showed them.

"Yes."

And get up.

This must be a phantom. They say the modified humans in the Silhouette series sometimes see the illusions created by their own spirits, and the Nings themselves have previously dreamed of their parents.

But that's enough. Even if it's a fantasy, the answer I found there is because it's real.

"Oh. I win. Even if the other person is a cool, admirable, righteous Rocks. And try to conquer and change the world. I am... the evil king."

The blow inflicted on the Komori Ning, the leader of Metallica, was supposed to be energetic enough to defeat him.

But I was uncomfortable with Dylan's remaining hand on his fist.

Justice triumphs, and the moment I told him so, I felt like the energy in that man had only slightly increased.

But the attack hit fine, and Komori Ning fell on his knees. You won't get up anymore. I can't hear his heart even with his hearing, which is several times as proud as a regular person.

"... if it wasn't for rescue"

The number of wounded will be enormous for both enemies and allies in this fight. There will be no more wasted deaths than have been settled.

Dylan turned his back on the Komori Ning and tried to leave the spot.

But...

"... be!?

Dylan looked back at the painful pressure from behind the sudden outbreak.

"... stupid...!

A man who should have defeated him completely, Komori Ning is about to rise. A body full of blood, little by little, but surely.

"... is a... victory... a righteous lo... both..."

I'm whining about something to myself. I guess my consciousness is blurred. Still, I won't fall again.

"... take... take... let me... I..."

Step right in and take another blow, that should be it. But Dylan couldn't do it. Step into it and you will receive an irrevocable counterattack. That's what Kang said the months he's been fighting out have cultivated, not logical predictions, etc.

"... I am the... evil king...!

The fully risen Komori Ning, whose eyes are no longer those of the half-dead. Strong eyes, like killing and shooting through everything.

Dylan felt her spine get cold. It is most appropriate to be frightened.

I was supposed to be a warring soldier, and I was about to be drunk by that temper, right?

"Ninja Komori, are you going to fight?

Dylan inquired as he cautioned. This man, if he no longer distracts himself at all, this one will lose. I have so much stuff in my possession.

"... oh. You, I told you. Justice will prevail. That's not true. Definitely not. It's just that it's easier to protect than to change."

The wound hasn't healed, and your health can't be healing. I mean, no matter how distracting, Komori Ning is supposed to be the limit. Standing is just as damaging as standing, and it should be strange to be alive.

"Change. As evil, I will try to change this world"

"… why. You can get that far."

I didn't know. How can you stand up? Why can you fight? If you have the will to protect it, you will understand. But this man's aim should be the opposite of that.

"... you wouldn't know. To you."

The black light begins to wrap Komori Ning's body, and the wind winds wind up.

Do you mean to transform into the appearance of the devil again?

Strong. I've never seen a stronger evil before. But you can't still lose. If I lose here now, this man will really destroy the world.

"I'll try to protect you"

So Dylan took the stand again.

I'll destroy you.

The evil king did his hand on the tie knot, and untied it, and threw it away.

It's not like previous transformations.

"I'll tell you guys that evil can do justice, beautiful, right, strong and cool...! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

The black wind is not as transformative as it was earlier.

A wild storm mixes with a pitch-black flame and blows the whole floor away. The fierce and mad flames of darkness condense around the Komori Ning people.

And.

The flames and winds on the floor disappear and all sounds stop.

What stood there was neither the biological Komori Ning nor the Phantom of the Devil's appearance.

"... black... Dylan..."

It looks a lot like my transformed self. But the design of the details is disastrous and, above all, the colour of its armor is bloody red and glowing pitch-black. It contrasted with Dylan, who had Ethereal and Silver armor.

"Is that where the Silhouette series came from?"

Dylan has knowledge of the Silhouette series. I've fought before.

It evolves and grows in line with the shape and strength of the spirit of the transformer. The last time the evil leader with that power changed was ironically extremely close to and decidedly different from Dylan, said to be the incarnation of justice.

"Oh, I have special feelings for justice."

That said, Ning Komori laughed sarcastically.

I can tell just by being confronted. The power of the evil king, who has a new figure in his hands, has reached a level close to Dylan, even if it is not homogeneous. It won't even reach your feet, such as the silhouette series you've defeated so far.

Does the spirit, the readiness, the will, produce so much power?

"No..."

If this man, no wonder. Fighting and I figured it out. This man is not a strong man from the beginning. Nevertheless, he defeated many righteousness, and withdrew evil. He stood at its apex. How difficult the road would have been.

It's all due to the strength of faith. Changing the world, this man, who kept running for that ideal, is evil yet noble.

"For the first time, I respect evil"

Dylan told her how honest she felt. I don't think it's inappropriate, although it's against an opponent I'm going to fight, but it's against an enemy I can't afford to lose.

"... it's an honor"

And Ninja Komori responded accordingly.

Each other's powers are antagonistic. In the meantime, one of them will fall. We both know that.

But Dylan fights. The same thing happens to Ninja Komori.

Silver and pitch black. Two supermen, approaching each other.

Take the stand of battle. From Dylan's point of view, the setup has not taken off the realm of amateurs. But still, I'm not alarmed.

the righteous brave wrestle to invite the evil king, stating

"Come. Bad Guy (Metallica)"

The evil king fingers and tells the righteous brave.

"Let's go. Hero (Hero)"