The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

"It's a joke that's not funny. Indeed, you have interrupted my plan. [M] But in the end, things haven't changed at all. Yes, you can throw away any tools you can't grab. It's easy, to be honest, though I don't mean to have to bother to change my plans for the sake of you guys. I can't help it, it's too early to tell the perfect me. He says it's based on the tide."

Satoru thought he was still a slippery, well-spoken guy.

However, from this talk, I assume Akechi has not given up his plans to storm Satoru until now.

Especially though I guess it was just a return of interest to reveal the soul of my last family. That said, even that was nursed by Nagare, who rather stayed to accumulate only Hate to Akechi.

The inner flame of Satoru is still burning with cancer. I'm sorry if I didn't hit Akechi with all of that.

But you never lose sight of yourself. The heart is strong and only waves its sword with conviction.

"Fair enough. First, Satoru, I'll kill you like no other. After that, yeah, let's kill Mai in front of an unknown idiot named Nagare, and have a hot mouthful with Bitchet. His remorseful face seems to be in his eyes. And I'll take everything from him, and then I'll crawl to the ground, and I'll make you beg for one of your lives, and then I'll kill you."

Mai also distorted her face uncomfortably, and Bitchet frowned, but at the same time, from her mouth, a true idiot who could not measure the difference in power, was even spouted.

And Satoru agrees on that.

"Well, but don't worry. I'm a gentleman. I keep my promises and my handouts stay the same. On top of that, there's an overwhelming difference between you and..."

"Thank you."

I can't help but hang out with Akechi's long story. Besides, this time it was too full of gaps.

A fleshy sattle waves down diagonally the sword in his right hand.

But Akechi just pulls his half off, as he sees it, and flaunts it.

"You're an innocent man. You are."

The cold sound of Akechi reached Satoru's ear. After all (...), it seemed like an invitation.

The penetration of the counter approaches Satoru. Satoru's body seems to have been flushed by seemingly shaken momentum - but the momentum stays the same, rather only modifying the orbit as it is flushed, trying to flip itself and dodging the spike.

He maintained his rotation and switched to a lateral blow to Akechi. but i can get away with the backstep slowly with a damn grin.

But I won't give up. Desperately trying to eat it, pack it forward from its condition and aim for a blow in reverse rotation.

The clashing, tall sound of steel rang in both ears. Akechi's grin was even deeper.

A spike released by Akechi captured Satoru's blade.

And it's not a coincidence. Akechi tried to do it for me. This means that even the backstep was an invitation.

Satoru's arm bounced up and continued with Akechi's spike.

Akechi had a good grasp of Satoru's weakness. Yes, Satoru's remembered devil-stream swordsmanship doesn't like collaboration. So it would otherwise be interrupted by about a double hit. Moreover, because of the number of attacks at your disposal, there is really a gap at the end of the strike, and if you try to force it to go to the third strike, you are more likely to be targeted at the counter.

That's why Akechi invited Satoru's ginseng machete and made him play the sword.

Akechi skewed the end of his mouth. Satoru's heart was pounding and pounding was imminent.

If Satoru, who is not wearing a substitute for his protective equipment, takes this blow, death may be confirmed.

But - Satoru's movements change rapidly. The bouncing blade stops on the way, and the orbit goes the opposite way.

"You're not gonna make it to a rash like that!

The pounding of Akechi, who raised his voice, approached Satoru's sight. Certainly Satoru's behavior is such a force move that at first glance he doesn't think anything of it.

But at that moment Akechi's expression dyed with amazement.

From Akechi, Satoru's cut back, which he would have thought would never make it, captured Excalibur's back before capturing its breasts and slapped it down towards the ground.

The examination of the clash spread around like the footsteps of a beast. Only Excalibur, considered a holy sword on a boulder, did not have one scratch on it instead of breaking it, but created a great gap to attack Akechi.

I can't let my hair in for a while and Satoru waves his sword up towards Akechi. The perfect time to avoid it can never be said to be in time.

Sparks scattered. The sound of collisions between steel and steel rings out again. But - this time it didn't mean the same thing as earlier.

"... what, do you guard?

That Akechi was good. He slipped his sword in and prevented the blow.

However, it can also be said that this is contrary to the restrictions imposed by Akechi himself. The fact that you only use poking moves with one left hand naturally means that you only do it in a way that is both protective and poking.

And in fact, Akechi has only ever had all of Satoru's attacks come either avoided or bounced back with the spike I showed him earlier.

But now Akechi's posture is not poking. Obviously I use my sword for guarding.

And - after a tentative glance with his sword on top, Akechi said as he jumped out loud himself and put his hair up.

"Heh, heh, that's just a story about the attack. Except for defense."

"... I see. If your pride is to be preserved, isn't that all right?

Naturally this is ironic. Satoru is in the dark, smelling that Akechi is unusual.

The look on Akechi's face seeped with much remorse. When I look at Satoru, my eyes turn to something tough.

"... I don't have to take Akechi. But Satoru's doing better too."

"Yeah, and the first collaboration didn't dare to change, but on the contrary, you lured your opponent into a brilliant switch with the last blow."

To Bitchet and Nagare's conversation, yes, Mai whines with a bewildered look. Around this time, I guess it's tough on her now to identify all of the offense.

"Originally, Satoru-kun swordsmanship was characterized by what could be termed a forceful attack left to the power of nature, but if Satoru-kun did this, he would be in a state where he was forced to wield a heavy hammer rather than a sword"

"... so the collaboration was not stable and the gap between the end of the hit was huge"

"Yes, but Satoru-kun left only the strengths of that swordsmanship, and the weaknesses capitalized on the advantages he inherently had and established a new style. Satoru-kun is now turning physical softness into a whip-like attack. That's why we're using that flexibility to make a sharp, paranoid attack possible."

"... Satoru, looking forward to the ahead"

Bitchet says as he put his arms together. It may be unusual for her to praise people honestly.

"But then you can beat Akechi too! 'Cause that's all he said he looked great, and he even started guarding me."

"... if you do continue as you are, just think of this growth of Satoru-kun -"

Nagare turns his eyes to Akechi. Out of so much remorse, he kept biting his back teeth off.

That was too humiliating an event for Akechi.

This wasn't supposed to happen. Originally, Akechi planned to score a gorgeous victory without even letting Satoru opponents plunder him like that.

But with the blow now everything collapsed. Akechi was able to understand what he was doing to Satoru.

Naturally, Akechi is a genius. Perfect presence in everything, that's Akechi. Masayoshi.

Who do you mean by perfect human? If questioned, it can only be Akechi-justice that person.

That's why I can't help but regret being plotted like Satoru. Conversely, it was a catastrophe that should not have happened, such as inducing this attack, turning it into a counterattack, and causing this Akechi to guard it unnecessarily.

Too unlike, too miserable. Besides, I'm angry with myself for saying it until I had an excuse to stick around.

But most importantly, I was angry with Satoru, who gave me the look of doing it in front of me. Why do you look like that? You're not, are you? You used to be abused in the classroom, lose light from your eyes, despair every day, you have to be like that.

Why is this guy looking down on me like that? Such thoughts swirled in Akechi's chest.

"... no, no, no, no! No, I'm not! You're not supposed to look at me like that! Take your place! Come on, you piece of shit!

Satoru rounded his eyes for a moment to Akechi, who suddenly began to rage. I knew I was running out of room, but so far - apparently I can't even afford to use spiritual unity and doing it.

I think so, now Akechi sticks to Satoru himself and lets him take a spike streak.

But this is an attack that is already scary or unmanageable for Satoru. It's not enough to leave it to anger to take attacks and other things that have lost their calm.

That's ironic, Satoru thinks. Satoru's level on the status was already over 60. Satanic swordsmanship is also changing from celebrity to master.

That and this is due to Akechi, who is showing the shapes of anger in front of us. It is an indisputable fact that Akechi is the biggest avenger for Satoru.

But being able to cross swords with Akechi facilitated Satoru's growth on the contrary.

Akechi, who was trying to use Satoru, was eventually used by Satoru.

And as a result, Akechi exposed himself to his own ugliness, and has already lost even me.

It's tidal time, Satoru felt. That's what I thought it would be possible to defeat Satoru if it was Akechi now.

So - aiming for a gap in the burned Akechi spike, Satoru overlaps the attack.

But at that moment, Akechi's body could disappear from Satoru's sight.

No, it accelerated with tremendous momentum, to be precise, and they took the back.

Nah!? and open his eyes and immediately flip his body. Then there was Akechi, who hung up the corner of his mouth.

And again, a series of spike hits. Like earlier, it seems like a forceful streak left to emotions.

But the quality was clearly changing. The sharpness of each blow, the weight, the speed, is clearly changing.

"Guuuuuuu!"

I got a few shots and managed to jump back and distance myself as I groaned.

The pain is - greater than earlier. There's going to be a lot of bleeding. It's not even a fatal injury, but it's also a level that I can't optimize about.

The defensive reaction Satoru wore - but it's also starting to outrun it.

And there could only be one cause - for all this change.

"... Again, Akechi has increased his level"

Nagare's words reach Satoru as well. Again, bite your lips off.

Huh! and amazing my voice. And...

"Hey! What's going on! You promised not to raise your level!

And it was Mai who raised his protest, but turned his temperate eyes to Mai, and Akechi answers.

"Promise? What are you talking about? I only made a commitment as a handler on the condition that this is a left-hand punch only. Not to mention the level. And the period for putting on extras is over. But don't worry, I'm not as popular as I get serious all of a sudden. I'll tell you what, my current level is 500. But you could get over this right now, right? Hey? Talented, Sator-kun!

Akechi approaches Satoru again. 500 levels - the difference was obvious and historical.

Satoru had also improved by the time the level exceeded 60, but it was still too open.

I try to outsmart you with my sword somehow, but I can't handle it in time, I can't keep up with my opponent's speed.

"Haha? I wonder what's wrong, Satoru? You're not catching up at all! What happened to the prestige just now? Hey? Hey! I'll tell you something good. I've been licking at you this whole time. It's a lick. Lick, you know what I mean? I was just a little on track for that, you know! Don't get me wrong!

And...

"Perfect Critical Strike!"

A painful blow of Akechi wrapped around the light is emitted. I managed to slip my sword in and avoid a direct hit, but couldn't stand the pressure and shock, and its body blew up big.

And he rolled the ground, and when he finally stopped, ahead of his face, he looked like an Akechi immersed in joy.

"- Yes, this is the right look! I can't allow you to look down on me! Satoru! You're always on the side of looking up at me! That's how it suits you to lay flat on the ground! And die miserably, like a stupid bug crawling through the earth!

At that moment, Akechi's penetration approached Satoru. We can't make it! That's what Satoru thought. I didn't even have time to get up, it was impossible to avoid, and Satoru had a hunch about even death.

But - Satoru realizes that the blow of Todome, which was now carried out in front of him, had not yet been unleashed (...).

And I saw it earlier, and I was wondering where it was.

"What!?"

The colour of Akechi's eyes changed. It was unleashed at a special time, because that blow was once again being prevented by Satoru's blade.

Moreover, Satoru now flew backwards with both feet as quickly as possible (although in a slightly impossible position), so instead, he used Akechi's blow to rise and rebuild his system successfully and land on the ground to show it.

"-Shabu, you garbage worms!

Akechi tells me to throw up.

But looking at him, Satoru was thinking about his current vision.