There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World’s Darkness so I Made One (In Exasperation)

It's about a peaceful spring day. The Duke of Marineland, Tachigi, was gracefully enjoying his afternoon tea on the open cafe terrace in Fushi-ku, Tokyo. The refreshing spring breeze shakes the loose, wavy dark hair that reaches the waist, carrying a sweet smell. The young and old men who walk down the street are attracted to the young lady in a black dress that wraps around the pages of a Western book in a classy manner. Only the space where she was was was completed as if it were a painting.

That's where I keep my head.

A dog tag lowered from his neck was trembling (with his mind) as Mr. Tsuki glanced at his hazy, rich chest. It is a signal for an emergency call.

"No way is this really happening………………"

Mumble, close your eyes, and open your eyes with determination. Mr. Tochigi, who closed the book and took his seat, headed to the cashier with a slip.

"I don't need fishing. Sorry I'm in such a hurry."

"Huh......... Huh?

He smiles at the part-time clerk of a young man who was looking at a blurry and extinct plastic surgery beauty and makes him hold the bills of lading along with the slip. A part-time job could only dismiss a mysterious woman who would leave early, sounding the stiff sound of her high heels...

… and recovered the home camera with the video and audio to the point from the shade of the planting, Mr. Tsuki entered his favorite black painted luxury car. I gasped at Mr. Tsuki with an irrepressible smile and pieced into the void (i.e. to me). Perfect, Mr. Tsuki! When it's all over, it's a viewing party.

Now the scene changes, two sets of classrooms in a private secondary school at the same time.

The spring break is withheld after two days, and the air in the classroom is relaxed. Half of the class falls asleep in a babysitting class where Mandarin teachers speak, and the other half of the students' notebooks are slowly taken. The first beautiful girl of the school year sitting in the seat behind the classroom, Lotus View Lantern Hua, is no exception. He does blurry, deformed Buddha graffiti on the edge of his notebook, paying for his occasional shortcut hair back. In the seat next to it, Shouta Takahashi, a bright red-haired windboy who stumbled onto his desk and completely fell asleep, had occasional cramps.

That's where I keep my head.

Two dog tags tremble. Urgent, but covert, emergency call to ambush peaceful everyday life, only the two of us know! Carr, I can't help it! To fight the darkness of the world! Carr! Here, run, both of you! To the unusual to keep this routine! Because my uncle will shoot you!

"Doctor, my stomach hurts, so I'm leaving early."

"Oh, I'll send it."

"Ah, oh?

Langhua said in a slight radish actor as she stood up and held her belly down with both hands. Shota-kun, who stood up on a ride by a Mandarin teacher who was being poked at the void, folds up.

They nodded at each other with their eyes and left the classroom almost like they were running. The rest of the classmates wake up from the loose ends. Everyone was feeling uncomfortable. The abrupt behavior of the two of them, how unusual. Everyone thought it wasn't just abdominal pain. But if it's not abdominal pain, what is it?

But whilst softening to the unusual leftovers that showed a slight face, no one was capable of following the two men who showed mysterious behavior. Because I haven't finished class yet. Because if you follow the two of them here, they stand out. Somehow, because it's embarrassing. Mm-hmm. I can see that inside is in your hands. It's sad that you can't move when you have a chance...

Eventually, the Mandarin Language Teacher is convinced that the class will resume, albeit uninterrupted. The air in the classroom left a slight float, but less than five minutes later it had returned to a perfectly peaceful routine.

Two people running through the hallway and heading to the dumpster. It would be cool if you jumped out the window, because you're wearing it right now. I can't help but be a little sarcastic.

Shota-kun tells the anxious lamp Hua who changes her upper boots in the dumpster to make fun of her.

"What is it, are you freaking out?

"I'm scared. In the daytime, an emergency call means that there is darkness that Mr. Tsuki can't win alone. I wonder if we can go and do something."

"Whoa, hold on, seniors. You've been fighting longer than me."

"Just a little bit. Shota is stronger now. The power…… the mind, I'm sure."

"Don't worry. I'll protect Langhua if I have to. Even in the name of life."

"Shouta..."

Shoutaku slaps his chest confidently, and Langhua turns a rather hot eye there.

An intertwined gaze between the two. A little hesitant, the distance between the two slowly approaching.

Is that it?

Hey, what a nice vibe? I don't have a plan for this.

Huh? I'm gonna cum? This kind of sub-story love romance is welcome, right?

Uncle, I'm thrilled.

Yikes............! Do it............!

Lantern Hua looked up at Shoutaku, stretched her back just a little, closed her moist eyes, and put those lips--

- - I was about to overlap it, and Langhua's chest pockets were ringing out of the dressing mellow of her general heart!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Buddha!

You son of a bitch. I won't forgive you! I want to go punch him through the walls of my time!

Buddha, aren't you a little too hard on your lust? It's a good time for a bath. It's a good time. Come on...! Damn, this is it, so the real thing! Don't just throw events at the right time!

"……… It's the phone."

"……… yeah."

Sweet and sour air, extinguished. The two leave at first sight. The owner of the call was Mr. Tsuki. I was contacted to tell them that I was picking them up by car to the school gate, and the call was over soon.

Damn, this is my mismanagement. I don't suppose Mr. Tsuki was offended. If you'd waited in anticipation of contacting me, by now, ha!

Events continue even while I regret them. The two men, dressed in athletic shoes, rush to the school gate and get in Mr. Tachigi's car, which was waiting for them. The two received Mr. Tsuki's briefings as they continued along the Arakawa River to Tokyo Bay. Ig is also in the back seat.

Mr. Tachigi made a serious expression while flying at a speed that was not controlled by the critical police that was perfectly 1.3 times the speed limit.

"My boss called. The location of the world's darkness is off the eastern coast of Yashima, within the territorial waters of Japan. The three of us are going to destroy the hypothetical name" Super Water Polo "during our invasion of Tokyo."

"Is it at sea? Why are you in such a weird place... and it's daylight."

Shota-kun tilts his neck as he appropriately abandons the ig that climbs onto his body. Langhua is also nodding silently. That's the real question. The market is that the darkness of the world usually appears in the unpopular parts of the city in the evening or at night.

"The darkness of the world just appears where violence cannot be blamed. The sea meets that condition. The ocean doesn't really have the prey to attack, but this time it's an exception. Smuggled fishing boats that had been flowing into the current due to engine trouble caused moral hazards with starvation and dryness, and the darkness of the world attracted and appeared in its violence and madness. All the passengers were preyed upon... and now the darkness of the world is growing to fifty meters long."

"Fifty!?

I'm amazed at the lights Hua was taking off her sailor clothes and changing into a combat suit.

Since the maximum size so far is roughly four meters, it is more than ten times the size at once. Inflation is also high, but both that and this is bad for Shota-kun, who got his hands on inflation first (I assure you).

I was expecting a scratch as to why I know so much about how the darkness of the superworld was born, but they're surprised they can't turn their heads that far. Instead it was about the boss who was asked.

"What about the boss? Isn't the boss dealing with all these naughty guys?

"The boss is not in the right place right now. We're fighting the darkness of the 600-metre world off the coast of Ireland."

"Is………?

"Ro, Roppiku......?

They were stunned.

Um, six hundred meters. We've got six hundred meters of water balloons in progress, shooting water beams all over the place, dealing with monstrous black robe dolls dressed as bosses and beating them up with their minds. It's a one-handed selfie to make an alibi for the boss. My brain capacity is so limited by selfies off the coast of Ireland, surveillance shots of threesomes, and the upcoming human graduation exams. It's like I'm calculating while I'm running and singing.

Now that you know what's going on, it's final confirmation of intent. I'm going to have my opponent take a human graduation practical exam with "Ultra Water Polo" to stop Tokyo's devastation, but I can decline the exam.

Anyway, it's an unparalleled enemy. Scary, scary. Even I can pull my hips off when they tell me to deal with a super water polo with a psychic degree like Shota-kun or Langhua. It's my preference that extraordinary spices are everyday colors, and that life-threatening, non-sprinkling fears are not what you call them.

Shota-kun or Langhua want to save Tokyo even with their own lives? Or do you spare your own life? Both are good.

When you put your life at risk for others and accomplish it, you will gain the great confidence and pride that will underpin your life ahead.

On the other hand, it is just as important to renew your desire to take care of your life. I think so every time I hear suicide news about a future student.

Mr. Tachigi opened his mouth to confirm his intentions, but Shota-kun said before he uttered the words.

"Yabe. Mr. Tachigi, is that an operation or something? If you're fighting at sea, I can freeze the sea and make scaffolding."

Shoutaku-kun had accepted the battle naturally while checking how the battle suit zipped sideways Ig pulling the chocolate cigarette from the pocket of the school-run.

"Fifty meters makes evaporation tough with flames, doesn't it? All I can do is scare you with flaming spears?

Lantern Hua also says the battle presupposes while checking the fixation of the firepower auxiliary high pressure gas gimmick planted in her arm.

Neither of us should underestimate the enemy. I'm not overstating my powers. In other words, you are determined to face a terrible threat without hesitation. We don't have to make a breakthrough.

Mr. Tsuki blinked at the slightest upset.

"I wonder if you're both scared."

"I'm scared, but I have a father and a mother in Tokyo."

"And the Buddha's top master."

"Yeah. We'll protect our city."

My cheeks got hot by accident. So, I can light you up, Shouta-kun. I'm not the target of an attack, stop earning my liking.

It must have been cultivated through the activities of Heavenly Lighting. Mr. Tachigi smiled, which would have been heartfelt, at the two students who showed tough spiritual strength and goodness not only in middle school, but also early in adulthood.

"Right. We are Tianzhao. He is a psychic who fights the darkness of the world. Let's face it. Risk your life."

And Ig stuck a chocolate cigarette in his nose with a transcendent invincible smile and a kime dialogue.

I held my head.

Ahhh! It's ruined again! Ig, it's Meh! Meh! Look, Mr. Kichigi's fingers are cramped. Apologize! I hope I'm used to you guys, but I'm too used to you!

"Chichichichichichichichichichichichichichichi!?

With the second one stuck in the opposite nostril and a laughing squeal, Ig was screwed from his head into the gap in the back seat with a chocolate cigarette stuck in his nostril the next moment.

It was all comedy space-time, but Lantern Hua's face, who laughs bitterly and rescues Ig, is loose. No way Ig was awake to psychotherapy too......?

The line that parked the car in the harbour section coin parking hid behind an unpopular warehouse district. Ig dives into the chest of Langhua's combat suit. All dressed up in black combat suits. Student groups seem to maintain a lot of tension. Best condition.

"How do we get from here? Ship?"

"No, I'll just use a little help from the boss. It's valuable, but now is the time to use it. Cover your faces, both of you."

As they say, they lower their hood, put on a mask engraved with the design of the sun and hide their faces. Tianzhao is a secret society. Even when exposed, its identity must be kept a secret. Mr. Tsuki also imitated the two of them and hid his face, followed by tearing away the paper in the form of a Japanese paper bird that he had.

A mysterious translucent bird-shaped membrane wraps the three along the way.

"Whoa!

"Oh, what are you floating about!

"Don't get violent. I'll fly."

The three of them gradually rise as they wind up the strong winds and let the shutters of the warehouse district tumble. The bird-shaped membrane, which was translucent, is dyed black to prevent external visibility.

And the black giant bird is oriented over the warehouse district, and the fighter jets are also set off rapidly. It broke through the speed of sound within Mirumi and became a pitch-black meteor.

Hey, Boss, these items (all manual) are awesome!

...... It's hard and hard to control. It's good to have been practicing at night for two weeks now.

The battle to defend Tokyo began with a pre-emptive attack of super water polo. A super water polar water cutter shoots down a black giant bird that accelerates to Mach 8 and approaches suddenly. The power of the shooting was killed by the Blackbird in exchange for its annihilation, but the three are thrown about thirty meters high above it.

The next moment I thought, the three of them stood on ice squid at sea. Mr. Tachigi stopped the time, adjusted the time stop range, and built a slope to run down.

"So...!

While exhaling cold air and expanding the range of drifting ice, Shoutaku looked up at a super water polo floating about a metre above sea to represent the three false feelings.

Fifty meters, doesn't translate from hearing it in numbers to actually seeing it. Fifty meters in diameter. The darkness of the overwhelming world, as if the skyscrapers had moved out with the intention of killing, was not usually wrapped in a black membrane, unlike the individual. The membrane is transparent, as if water were willing. The core of the center is also large, with a huge size of one meter in diameter, which glows dull in lead color. Blah, it's lead. It is tight to break it with Shota-kun's frozen sword due to its size and strength, but the melting point of lead is 327.5°C, so if Langhua-chan's flame is 1200°C, I can afford to dissolve it. Teamwork, boys and girls + alpha.

"Eternal Force Blizzard!

To the dreaded super water polo Shota-kun ran as he built an ice scaffold at his feet, swinging his fist wide and slamming his first hand special.

Don't weigh yourself down, this one! No, sometimes it's right as a strategy not to do a little research on how things are going. When I was a kid, I thought to myself, "If you can only fight for three minutes while watching a special shot, shoot a special attack from the beginning." Take the lead. The first Buppa is justice. I get it.

but you're not doing so well. This is it. Fifty meters. Fifty meters. Shota-kun's blow froze some of the super water polo in an instant and let it fall off at sea, but overall it is insignificant. It is like being bitten by a rat. It hurts, but it's not working very well. Of course I fight back.

But there is Awakening Shota-kun. It's not like Shota-kun, who used to be in good shape. It is predicted that the attack will not work and the counterattack will come. Slap the etapho in or keep up the momentum and run across the other side as you guard your back. It would be a positive move to help you leave, Langhua rolls a flame all over your body and converges it, releasing a scorching flaming spear wondering if there would be three meters, but ignore it for now.

Take a giant water tentacle out of a super water polo and shake it wide. Look, we're going to attack.

"Damn, absolutely frozen wall Eternal Guard Blizzard!

Shota-kun understood exactly the signs of a plethora of attacks. Turn your hands to the tentacles and create a white wall that has frozen the air. Is the wall directed in one direction rather than the whole perimeter defense because it concentrates its power? He recognized it as such a threat.

Um, ready. Experiments in Heavenly Lighting only allowed us to verify bullet defense. I was very interested in how far Shota-kun's etapho could defend against the attack. Let me actually experiment with this. Shota-kun is also safe because he won't let you change track and hit him directly at the critical place even if you miss prevention.

Start with a small hand check. Lightly squeeze the polar water tentacles with a weak force to the point of crushing the skytree into the peshanko.

"Gu, ooh, ooh, ooh!

"Shouta!"

Shouta-kun, swallowed and growled by the violence of water pressure, and Langhua, who can only call his name because he understands that even if he interrupts, he will just get in the way.

When the water tentacles beat through him a few seconds later, Shota-kun wet himself all over his body and breathed on his shoulders, but he looked safe. Did you prevent it or I'll do it. In terms of defense alone, you're already beyond the limits of mankind's weapons.

Shota-kun, by the way.

What's the name of the move screaming? Doesn't that sound fun? Uncle, I hope you'll let me know why you scream so carefully later!

"I've tried, but you can't manipulate and defeat space-time. It's a nasty enemy."

Tochigi, who instantly moved with the lamp Hua to the position of Shota-kun who ran through it, said with abomination as he stared at the super water polo.

I'll tell you what, Mr. Tachigi. I know I can't manipulate the space. When I hear it, I can see that I left the outpost to the two of us to look around, but when the group of students hear it, it's like they were working properly.

"Let's scrape it up a little bit. I'm turning to support. You two focus on attacking..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tochigi, but I'm overloaded with ice steroids now. Pretty painful. You can't do absolute zero. Think of it as one more time."

Shota-kun distorts the mouth and blocks the dialogue. Mr. Tsuki turned his eyes to the void so that they could not see him.

Oh, I'm sorry. I overdid it. I thought I could prevent this. I felt crazy, too. We have to be careful.

We both assumed a midterm war to the extent that we wouldn't be dazed because of the long duration of our psychic powers, but it's par. If this is the case, it will be a short-term showdown.

Mr. Tsuki sighed.

"Correction, I'm going for a short showdown. Shota-kun turns to defense and cover because I'm going to blow up a flash of fire about Lantern Hua."

"Roger!"

"Langhua, I'll take care of your back."

"Oh, what about me?

"Ah, Mr. Tsuki, too."

Shoutaku, whose butt scratches her head badly, leans down slightly on her cheeks. Mr. Kichigi giggles, tightening his expression immediately and moves out.

Super water balloons that were refraining from attacking by reading the air while pretending to suck up and recover the shredded water (body) from the sea by Shota-kun and Langhua also move along with it. The battle is resuming.

As soon as the battle resumed, dozens of flaming spears devoured the super water polo like a bunch of missiles. Large quantities of water wrapped in explosive flames instantaneously increase their volume up to 1,700 times by evaporation, causing an explosion and simply extinguishing more water than evaporating with flames. It is a water vapor explosion.

We are simultaneously preparing and firing a large number of flame spears simultaneously with a loop that moves the lamp Hua during a time stop and creates a flame spear eject stop generate. Even if one shot is weak, if you shoot a lot at a time, the synergy dramatically improves the power. Is it someone with the ability to stop boulder time who can reproduce the moves that are supposed to be at the end of years of repeated training that is plain and authentic?

The water vapor explosion attack went on and on. The rising water vapor and hot air are awesome. Shota-kun melts in the aftermath of the attack and is full of hands with the repair of the cracking drifting ice. If we run out of drifting ice, the two women will go to sea. Shota-kun's restoration is plain lifeline.

You can keep pushing me off like this, but I don't want to be left alone. The news helicopter that detected the noise is also approaching (or resolutely) recklessly until the distance the footage can be shot, and let's put in a counterattack here.

I lowered my volume to less than half, raised my super water balloon to a few dozen meters above, spread horizontally with the sea level, like a giant plate.

Suspiciously stopping the attacking hand, Lamb Hua, and "Oh, Attack Pattern F, Roger that." Convinced face. And it was still Shota-kun who understood and reacted quickly. Shout in a hurry.

"Mr. Tsuki, they're all dense! It's falling!

As the saying goes, I launched a surface-controlled Great Falls attack with massive amounts of sea water. Mr. Tsuki's stop protein, which has been suspended for a series of hours, has drained and cannot be stopped for 44 seconds already. It would be up to 20 seconds at most. It's impossible to evacuate all three of them outside the range attack in 20 seconds. If you can't dodge it, you have to defend it. Come on, let's do it again, Shota-kun. I can't do this right now!

"Absolutely Frozen Wall" Eternal Guard Blizzard "Wo!

Shota-kun formed a white dome that wrapped them. A large amount of water falls and tries to smash the dome, but it doesn't shake either. Spherical ice cubes floating over the rough ocean are torn apart by the blazing sword and three people come out safely from inside. Langhua lent her shoulder to Shoutaku, who exhaled in a spicy, rough breath.

Tentacles from behind there. Mr. Tsuki dodged, but the two blew up five or six meters. Gehahahahaha! You're alarmed, Shota-kun! Or are you just tired and unable to react? The Great Falls attack and previous damage had shrunk the super water balloon to a five-meter class, and the tentacles would have died instantly if they hadn't been the size they deserved.

Practicing with medical dolls is worthwhile and easy. As you aimed, Shota-kun had his right shoulder bone crushed and Langhua had three ribs crushed.

When it comes to lightly crushing bones, it's like, "Oh, you're seriously ill," but being crushed during a life-threatening battle is usually fatal. We are both in mourning and stuffing pain with no shame or outside hearings. It's the earliest you can fight.

Whether you have the will to fight it or not, severe pain is something that moves your body at will. Your head is calm and you stand up. Even if you are sending instructions to your whole body to look at your enemies, your body will not listen to you, but will try to defend itself round from your instinctive defensive reactions. In order to be able to move even in the midst of severe pain, we need a strenuous repetitive training that will only allow us to get used to severe pain. Severe pain is vivid no matter how many times you experience it. The pain never goes away. But even in pain I can move - I learned from hundreds of nenlikin pulls that this is pain tolerance.

The two of you don't have that kind of training. Shota-kun has only one experience, but pain tolerance is not something that can be earned in one go.

If the two combatants go down, Mr. Tsuki, who has no direct means of attack, is stuffed.

But it is Ig who has been so far zero in action here.

When he heard the scream, Ig snickered out of Langhua's chest and instantly healed the wounds of both of them with the warm healing white light emanating from his little hairy hands.

Having heard my farce wounds and exaggerated screams scattered and healed accordingly, Ig has a habit of healing with half-conditional reflexes when he hears someone screaming and distressed.

"Thanks, Ig!

"Chichichichichichichi!"

Ig sounded happily hugged by Langhua. Shota-kun prevents the livestock water tentacles from relentlessly attacking the heartwarming sights of the small animal and the girl with an ice shield removed from the sea.

"Oops. Absolutely. Mr. Tachigi!"

"Yeah, it's time for the limit."

Running over, Mr. Tochigi looked up at the shrinking super water polo and a press helicopter flying a little further above it. Prolonging it may involve a helicopter, and all are severely fatigued.

"I'm hard, too. I've never used such heavy firepower in a row before. One more move with Mr. Tsuki is the limit."

"Okay. So let's do something about it. Three, two, one!

A total of five flaming spears, squeezing their last force, strike a super water polo at Mr. Tsuki's signal. I take super water polo without dodging it.

but...... I can't get a step! It was not powerful enough and still left a volume of three meters in diameter.

It's not like I left it in a mean way. There wasn't enough firepower.

Mr. Tsuki said, "Read the air? You're about to fall, aren't you? ♪ I'm turning my eyes to the void, but that's sweet.

When we hunt them down, we hunt them down. Look, Langhua is on her knees leaking a desperate groan. It was the last real power. If you can't win with this, you can't win anymore.

But Shota-kun had not given up yet.

I can't roll out zero degrees of ice steroids anymore because I'm tired from an impossible load.

He is physically and mentally exhausted by his resurrection from serious injury.

But it's time to get over it.

Shota-kun lived up to my expectations.

Shielding Mr. Tachigi and Langhua on his back, Shota-kun benevolently stands with an ice shield and a spear in his hand. Play the tentacles of a super water polo with a shield. Don't hesitate to throw away a shield that was half-broken by a single blow.

In a torn mood, Shota-kun held a spear in both hands and penetrated the super water polo. It's a lance charge.

Identify the water bullet of the distressed super water polo as cold as ice and avoid it with minimal movement, leaping as hard as a flame.

A quick throw, a full blow pierces the super water polo, accurately capturing lead, where Lance's cutting-edge is the nucleus, piercing......

Piercing………

Piercing…………

Piercing...... no!

Right. Ice spears aren't powerful enough!

I held my head and sighed again.

Ha! I can't believe it, reality is shit! It's a blow ahead of the limit. Come on, miracle! It's not steel or titanium. Crush it like lead! You're kidding. Read the air!

I can't use it. If God doesn't do miracles, I'll do them! A miracle has happened! Yes, decision!

I cracked and crushed the core of lead with my mind. The floating mass of water falls into the water from a drifting ice gap with the nucleus.

Shota-kun took the remnants and confirmed that the nucleus did not emerge from the water, before entering without power.

Good luck to all. The super super water polo off the coast of Ireland is also flashly busted and settled because of the cata.

From Shota-kun's point of view, he must have eaten his Special Attack and looked like he had collapsed as if he had finished scorching the next moment he was desperate to not reach one.

I wasn't in a hurry, I was just worried if I should fall down here anymore or continue.

This is how I got to be the side of the show. Okay, but for a common moment when it comes to defeating the boss in cartoons and games. That was like, "I'm not really dying yet, but I don't know what to do, man, I've been trying and I'm gonna lose! Maybe there's a" back side. "Villains are tough, too.

A translucent whale appeared when Mr. Tsuki, who was so tired that he might have exhausted his life force, removed the waterproof whale-shaped Japanese paper from his chest and tore it. The two are a little surprised, but I immediately guess and close my eyes and let myself go.

And the three of them and one unidentified psychic were swallowed up by a black whale under the eye of a press helicopter and disappeared into the sea.

Tired. This is the end of the human graduation exam.