Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai

"Knit your flesh-invasive hair from the dirty red water -" Red Hair Brackets ""

Grasp the stone corn with both hands and fly the 'red-haired bracket' out of your palm.

At the same time, Lem rushes out, pulling out the long sword on his hips that Sheng had been equipped with from the beginning.

Formation should be faithful to the basics. Rem now has enough performance to put up warriors in the avant-garde. Thanks to you, I can take care of the rear guard.

"Whoa, what the hell, can you get the red guy out too? Is this a bad system if you hit it?

My monotonous red-haired tentacle attack, I guess I can afford to cut it. Simply loosen, loosen, and move your body to the left and right to avoid the tentacle attack that flew away. No, I didn't just avoid it, but during the second evasion, I was slashing my tentacles off with a knife.

"Whoa, the blade's a little melted, isn't it?"

Joo, and make a small noise, the blade of the knife is slightly missing. Well, 'red-haired brackets' have the ability to dissolve from the looks of it. Yes, and you'll know the effect soon enough.

"Gaaaaaa!

Lem is slashed in the mouth around my preemptive attack. [M]

"Heh, I see you're better fat than Saito!

Are you successfully drawing on your specs as a winning vocation 'warrior', Rem's slaughter looked sharper than ever. But it's not enough to slap the mouth off under one knife.

Rem waves his long sword in a flowing motion, but he still sees through his mouth. Now with a look like he didn't remember the crisis, he was sending, receiving, and counterattacking the sword trident.

"Shit, the boulders are dead, don't you feel the pain?"

A butterfly knife at the mouth gently tore the flank of the lem. Just a slight blood splash, no blunt movement.

You decided it was dangerous to force the attack, and the mouth took a quick backstep to distance itself.

"There!

"You're gonna hit it!

If my distance from Rem goes away, I'm also red-haired and easy to aim for. Hair knitted by a spell can be regenerated immediately, even when cut.

Whether avoided or cut off, I even continue to target my mouth with a 'red-haired bracket' ranged attack.

"- Chi, you don't have a chili."

I agree. My attack is like no sign of a hit.

If Rem is distanced, he will be slaughtered when he drives to the mouth again, in line with my attack timing. Slash it back when it's not appropriate. If Rem falls back, my red hair will strike again. That's a repeat.

Is the mouth in a hurry? No, I don't think I'm going to be jilli poor if I keep going like this. Stamina and concentration are confident, he's in a more annoying mood than in a hurry.

What do you do, keep going, can you push it off? No, that's probably hard.

Simple combat skills are better at the mouth. If we continue with the same attack any further, we may be able to see the performance of Rem, my attack, everything and fight back. Even if I don't, I'm going to lose focus first.

If you want to set it up...... about time.

"Spread out, 'Rotten Swamp'"

In previous offenses, the "red-haired brackets" cut off by the mouth are scattered all over the place. That's just like my blood is falling. Now it means we can deploy 'Rotten Swamp' anywhere we want.

"Whoa, what the fuck!?

A red poison swamp spreading rapidly from his feet, as if waiting for him. The danger would have been instantly perceived by a bandit's inquiry.

The mouth puts its foot on the poison swamp. But it jumps right off and flies off the swamp range. It was only for a moment that my foot got on, so I just melted a little of my upper boot and the damage didn't go through to the foot itself.

"Spread out, more!

I squeeze my magic and keep spreading the swamp further. I've already shown 'Rotten Swamp'. If I can't knock my mouth off here into the swamp, the second time I'm cut off and I can't get through.

"Damn!?

For the first time a rushed expression appears on the face of the mouth in the swamp showing an unexpected spread.

All right, it arrived. "Rotten Marsh" spreads wide until the mouth catches up with the leaping distance, crossing his landing site.

"Fall!

Again, if the foot touches even slightly, the upper boots will disappear completely and the melting damage will not be spared. Getting hit in the leg is deadly for a bandit. If you are dulled for its quickness, you will not be able to withstand the power of Lem, who houses the power of the heavenly 'warrior'.

Your legs must be protected. The mouth held hands.

Whether or not a weapon-shaking hand is hit, a reduction in combat power is the same thing. Not cheap enough to sacrifice.

"Damn, that's right!

So I cut off my own hands.

The left hand on the swamp, gripped there, is a massive knife. Yes, I was poking my sole out of my mind.

The blade soaks in a highly acidic poisonous swamp and begins to melt as it makes intense noises with the juju. However, a small amount of time before it melted and broke was sufficient for the mouth.

He jumped his body with a single force on his left hand as it was and let it be a further jump. The movement, stained with bending arts, was vivid, I see, only convincing with the physical ability of the vocational 'bandit'. And not if you're impressed.

"Shit, you couldn't..."

"That was pretty bad right now, Peach River."

At the expense of only one knife, the mouth was intact and removed from the 'Rotten Swamp'.

Damn, if there was depth in the swamp, I could have dropped it. But I wasn't focused enough to go deep over there, and I didn't have a magic team. The unforeseeable momentum had made the bottom considerably shallower than normal.

I have no choice but to reflect on my lack of strength. [M] More than the Tiger Child's 'Rotten Marsh' has ended in underdevelopment, we need to hit the next hand...

"After all, it's dangerous to set up a no-bill against a wizard. Should I have stopped at the fast track?"

The eyes of the mouth change. Where I was licking it, I was about to take a painful blow, did I make you serious?

Even if I don't have a bandit instinct, I think it looks bad, but I don't immediately come up with my next plan, all I can do is fly redhead for now.

"Sick!

The mouth uttered an unprecedented sharp voice as she splendidly scratched her strong acidic red hair.

What moved was the left hand that lost the knife. From the waist, I pulled out a new knife and threw it - it just seemed to me.

"Gaga!?

Lem, who was approaching with his sword, suddenly fell there.

Rem doesn't feel any pain. Stabbing me with a knife or so across the blade shouldn't interfere with that behavior. With a throwing knife at the mouth, it's not powerful enough to stop a lem in one shot.

So Lem's fall wasn't caused by a throwing knife.

"What the fuck, wire!?

"Hehe, don't think Temei is the only one who can use the tie moves!

Yet again, throw the knife. So I noticed. There are two knives thrown in the mouth. I'm throwing two at the same time.

And the pattern of those two knives is connected to something like a thin metal wire. It is not the blade itself that strikes the target. All you have to do is have a target in the range the wire is straining between the two flying bottles. Then, the throwing knife momentum makes the wire tangle in your body.

The mouth tangled Rem's foot in the first shot and tied his torso up in the second shot now.

"Rem! Wire with a sickle -"

"Let it be!

Suddenly approaching the fallen lem with bandit leg power. The mouth kicks away as much as it wants.

"Gah!"

Wow, you're serious. We flew a little floating around the universe, even though the body of the victory was intact. Such a kick, if I eat it, my bones fall apart in one shot and my gut is gutsy.

"Ugh, wow!

With Rem's retreat, nothing stopped him from approaching the mouth. To me in the rear guard, he's in a straight line.

I am selflessly obsessed and red-haired, additionally releasing my shadow and "brunette tie" from the shadow of my mouth. Even with the roping skills, it should be somewhat of a stepping stone if you get tangled.

"Whoa, here's the thing, take me..."

Damn it, how can you not hit it! This distance, that's all I'm tentacles on.

Even when it comes to growing tentacles from the shadow of the mouth, it's not a wax that sticks all the way to the shadow that keeps moving. The shadow is only the starting point for growing tentacles. With the velocity of the mouth, the tentacles can be left immediately before they pop out. So no matter how much you grow, you won't get caught. I carved a step to the left to the right, skilfully brunette and then I slipped through the red hair I wield, and in no time the distance - not good, he's already in front of me!

"Can we get him?"

"Whew!?

The arm of the mouth moves. No way, you stabbed me with a knife. At this distance, what are you going to do? Too fast to see. No, no, I don't see anything.

"Oh, wow! And I can see..."

"Wow!

Heavy impact running on the body at a moment when suddenly upset by a dimmed vision. I lifted my voice like a crushed frog... and I remembered the feeling of rolling down the floor.

"Ah, shit, it hurts, I should've kicked it a little bit more."

Absolutely. But it doesn't look like my bones are broken, and it doesn't look like my gut is ruptured. Successful maneuvers, Mutter.

With that in mind, I finally realize Karakuri, whose vision has been blocked.

No way, this is just a blindfold. From the feel, a handkerchief or something. My eyes are covered in that little fabric and the wire seems to be wrapped around it to secure it.

Is this also a bandit skill that you decided to blindfold in a flash of early work? Or is it just technology established by superhuman physical abilities and cleverness in the mouth? Either way, being blocked from sight is not a battle. Like some martial arts master, I don't even have shards of mind-eye skills that I can use to accurately fight back when I perceive if it's the target's killer. [M] It's probably a life-long skill for me as a magician.

It's such a wack, I hope you don't take a blindfold soon, but now my hand won't move.

They took my arm.

"You better not move, Peach River. This wire, it's chopped there."

Faster than I come back from the pain and shock of a kick, I get my arm tied up in a glue wrap with a wire around my mouth. Even with the same damage in it, the mouth with tough flesh is more resistant to pain. Kenzaki, it's the same principle as when you were beaten up there tomorrow.

For me, it's a pain that I can't stand without eating my teeth off, but the mouth is enough to take a "damn, it hurts" word. Down in pain, I'm full of crevices. I mean, there's plenty of room to tie it up with wire from hand to hand.

The feel of stiff wire eating in tight. It already hurts. It's not just my arm, it's tangled up to my fingers. How are you tying me up, this, if I open my fist poorly, I'm gonna lose my finger.

"Okay, like this? Now you can't even use the spell, Peach River."

What are you talking about? I can't use a spell with my sight and my hands blocked.

"That creepy, nasty hair, I can get it out anywhere, but you're making up your mind with your eyes. You'll find out by the gaze movement, that's why they read it. Well, even a swordsman can't order Nanagawa to delude him like that."

Yes, all my spells are unhelpful things if you're blind. Dark hair, red hair, I can get it out, but I don't know where to fly it unless I see it. Neither "Rotten Swamp" nor "Reverse Dance Walnut" is the # 1 "Red Fever" of that unusable fucking spell immobility, because if you can't see it, you can't hit it.

I was completely powerless when my vision was crushed.

"It's over, Peach River."

"Whew!? Oh, don't. Whoa!

I don't have time to wander around trying to untie the wire, and now I'm taken off my feet. He grabbed me by the ankle, and I was forced to fall on my back. Stay in that position, they pull cheats.

I'm willing to drop it in the hole, no, that's when I get 'pain back' in my mouth. Then head to the boss's room!

"Fuck off, let go!

"Ha, don't cry in a pretty good voice, you, you're cuter than the girls there"

Damn, oh, shit, shit, I just called in half a cry, and things don't get any better. Think about it. To get out of this situation...

"Hey, don't get violent. What if I get damaged?"

Ugh, it hurts. I was desperate and too violent, twisting my body in weird directions.

But that's about all I've done, and I'm not even scared of the restraint on my mouth. Given his power, there's so much difference in power that he twists the baby's hand. It doesn't matter if I get violent with one body. [M]

What do we do, boss? The room's right over there. Will Rem not return yet? Even if Rem had been untied at this moment now, would he not have made it? I knew I had to do something about it myself.

But I don't have enough power to flip this posture, and when it comes to what I have, there's only a spell.

But if I can fight back with my tentacles, I will. I guess the mouth saw me release 'red-haired brackets' from my palms, so I tied them up with a wire to my fingers and couldn't open them. In fact, that's the right answer. With my fist gripped, I can't give out a thick tentacle. If I were to get out, they would push it wide enough and my fingers would fall.

If you're as thin as real hair, you can get a few out of the gap, but you can't do anything to that extent. No, if you're red-haired, can you melt and cut the wire... Damn, I'm not sure I can melt the restraint with just quick, thin red hair in this situation with blocked vision. If you make a strange move, the kick in the mouth will fly in the next moment and you'll be stuffy again.

To overshadow this situation, we need tentacles in at least enough quantities to exercise normally. At least, enough to restrain the mouth.

What do you want to do, tentacle appropriately with a tick or a bee? Or go for wire cutting with red hair - no, wait, I still have a place where I can generate tentacles stably, blind or sealed arms!

"... 'Dark Hair Tied'"

At that moment, I felt like my head was just a little heavier. That's not because of concentration, or because it consumed magic. Nothing more than an increase in physical weight.

Yes, I have now activated "Dark Hair Tie" in a way that stretches my hair straight into my head. Once before, the experiment does hair activation. I feel like an idiot that I've forgotten so far.

"Become!?

Stretch. If you follow the arm that grabbed my leg, you'll somehow know where your body is, even if you're blind to boulders. Massive stretches of brunette tentacles from the head have now certainly entangled the arms of the mouth.

"Shh!

Sulri, along with the strange feeling of slipping, the feeling tied up with the hair disappears. Looks like he activated the rope.

The mouth took off my tie, but for that matter, I can also afford to just untie the tied wire.

Move around the stretched forehead with wasabi to remove the blindfold first. Squeeze the handkerchief to ensure vision.

Damn, I immediately stretch my redhead out of my palm, looking at the misery of my own arm, tying it to the glue. When the red hair, which dwells on the same strong acidic properties as the 'Rotten Marsh', became entangled in the wire eating into his fingers, he began to make noises and melt with the shrub.

At a time like this, I'm really glad the effects of the spell don't make sense to me. If the acid of the curse melts my body fine, then suicide bombing is a good place.

When you release your fingers, open your palms, so you can use more red hair and go cut the wire in your arms.

"All right, here we go."

Freedom returns to my body. [M] But there was no way the mouth would have waited for me to do that.

"Let him go!

On his left hand stands a wire knife in front of him.

"Spread out!"

Alas, I shook my head and spread a bunch of brunette tentacles that turned into super long hair in front of my body like a shield. A wire knife in the mouth is no magic or anything, just a weapon made of wire. If there is an obstacle, it hits it and is inhibited.

I don't see the throwing knife that the mouth releases at the hands of a bandit, but if I know where it's going to fly, I can prevent it this way.

"Goddamn it, let me take the trouble!

A brunette tentacle tangled a wire knife released successfully. Just a few blades of knife cut my hair and a huge amount of black hair in front also stops a sharp throwing knife.

But the mouth also reacts quickly. The throwing knife immediately cut off the brunette tentacles with the butterfly knife on his right hand and approached him suddenly.

Bad, if the opponent has a knuckle-out skill, the amount of melee is too bad.

"Gagaaaaaaaaaaaa!

So, the lem pops out of the horizontal with an ambition up.

You made it well. I guess I've been unscrupulous enough to take off the wire. There are several cuts running in the flesh of the victory.

However, minor injuries and other pointless injuries to painless corpse dolls. I wave up my sword thoughtfully and slash it in my mouth.

"Don't interrupt me, you fucking fat fuck!

A quick reaction switches the target from me to Lem. The blow of a powerful lem swung down is taken with a knife rolled out by the mouth.

As it is, I'm going back to the shaker. Only one Rem. Then you can't slash your mouth and lay low. Even if I keep my distance and put a little bit of red hair on it, I can still feel my mouth. [M]

We need another push to get him down.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I didn't have time to think about it. So I went with a bunch of brunette tentacles on my head, straight into the mouth where I played the slash with Rem.

Now, the only way to stop him from moving is to suppress him directly with this body.

"Peach River, Temeye -"

Rem, who instantly understood my intentions, dared to bring them to the impasse and stop the foot of the mouth.

"Huh!

Thanks to you, I was able to jump on the back of my mouth.

Tie each mouth with stretched brunette tentacles. Whatever, anyway, if you can blunt the mouth movement a little, that's fine.

"Do it! Rem!"

"Oh, shit!

Naturally, the mouth tries to shake me, but if Lem comes slashing me directly from the front, I have to deal with it that way. I hang on to the back of my mouth and cling desperately not to be shaken off.

Even though he carried the weight of me, he continued to attack Lem. [M] It's not enough to decide yet. Then I'll attack, too!

"'Red-haired brackets' huh!

Let it out as much as you can. I'm in the middle of a swing clinging to my mouth, so I can't go for my neck or anything like that. But if you have red hair, you can touch it anywhere for now, and it should stay damaged.

"Ah, hot, wow - 'Guardskin'!

Immediately after the limbs and torso of his mouth were tangled with red hair stretched out of my palm, his body was wrapped in a bongy blue and white glow. The redhead emits a melting sound with the shush, but the scholarly run of the mouth is intact.

Is this aura of light guarding your whole body? Damn, I can't believe you even have such handy guard moves, even when it comes to bandits, you're in perfect combat!

"Gah, gah!

"Gu, gu, yabe -"

But the mouth doesn't seem to be too wacky to afford with magical systemic defense either. Do you use both magic and concentration to activate this, the motion of the mouth clearly lacks glory? Do you feel compelled to use your wife's hand in the pain of being cornered?

I can go, I can win. And a little bit more - and mine was the limit, too.

"Olah!

In that moment, when he poked at the gap between his offense and Rem, the mouth activated the rope. All brunette restraints and red-haired attacks are temporarily lifted, and my weak arms are the only ones in a position to cling to them. When that happens, it's easy to get blown away with one stubble of mouth.

"Whew!?

d Shake off the dull pain that hits my body all the time and I get up. I shouldn't, if I don't get back soon, they'll flip the formation - but the brunette tentacles, they won't answer.

"Ugh, this feeling is... out of magic, kayo..."

Not so much that I can't knit my tentacles. But all the minutes of my head that I had just given out disappeared, and again, I was sure that if I tried to give the same amount, I would faint at that moment.

Though I thought there was no such intense magic consumption as "brunette tying" and "red-haired bracketing" and then one wide "rotting swamp"...... perhaps quite a bit of magic had been taken to the creation of "corpse dolls" that combined rem and victory.

Damn, I can't believe I'm out of gas here, I'm not kidding.

"Gugaaaaaaaaaaaa!

"Whoa! Die, die! Die, motherfucker, lick this, fuck me!

Rem is struggling. The butterfly knife on the right hand side of the mouth remains intact, and on the left hand grips a new knife, chopping the lem with its quick duplex.

With a knife with a short blade, yes, it doesn't even lead to fatal wounds, and Rem continues to attack with his sword forcefully, even as he is engraved into countless slashes.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you as many times as I want, Saito, because I'm a heckling pig who gets hit by Temeze!

I guess the mouth is already critical to the limit. No scratches, but I feel quite worn out but in a late rush. That's why I scream. I'm angry that you're being hunted down by the weakest magician and slave fat, the overwhelming understated opponent.

"Gah!?

A sharp double strike engraves Rem's wrist. Galan, making a shitty noise, the long sword falls to the floor.

"Ha, that's it - it's over!

Another double hit, no, a quadruple hit. Unstoppable early work, once again, severed the neck of the victory deeply.

Cut the meat, even cut it to the bone, and the victory's neck falls. No, it was connected by a piece of skin, exposed to a miserable vivid red cross section, draped on the back with Bran.

"Ha, what do you think, he's as good as Temehe is - whoa whoa!?

Flashing. Lem, who fell powerless with his neck cut off, jumped up his right arm along the way. There is no sword in that hand. But earned after the death fight, the Kamakiri Blade is there. Crisp, and wrist joints run and the blade mounts forward. Thus, the blow carried out by the right hand with a new sword struck the mouth, which had slashed his neck and was alarmed.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!

The left arm of the mouth drops. Again, I guess he tried to avoid the fatalities in a critical way. Still, it was completely inevitable. Hounded haste and alarm at victory dulled the bandit's inquiry.

Finally, the mouth took a great deal of pain.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Opportunity. I realized this was the last place to fight, and I stormed into the mouth with a knife, the red knife of last resort I had ever hidden.

No magic? Can't you use the spell? So what, my body still moves. There is a magic weapon that flames. You could do enough to stab, bake, and stab the beast of your hand!

"Gu, but ah... but also, wow!

I lost my left arm, but my mouth intercepts me. On his right hand, a butterfly knife, which must have been his possession from the beginning, is still gripped vigorously.

"Ouch, ooh, ooh!

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

The knife in the mouth attacked my body relentlessly. At the earliest, I guess I was obsessed with cleaving even the impending 'enemy' in front of me without thinking about 'pain return' or anything else.

The red knife I waved swept brilliantly empty, and instead, the butterfly knife in my mouth pierced my right shoulder deeply.

Heavy pain. Me and my mouth. Both shouted in pain.

"Ko, I'll kill you... Takagawa, Temehe, I'll definitely..."

"Ugh, oh... Ouch, ouch no..."

Resistance to pain is still higher in the mouth. Or is the brain drug out of Dovadova getting high?

I accidentally took the red knife off my hands, so I picked it up safely with my left hand. On the other hand, even with a deep hand on his right shoulder, he kept holding the knife to finish me off.

"Fuck me, I'll kill you!

Lily, and the mouth takes a step in a ghostly foothold. Shit, he's already stabbing me to death without hesitation! I've cornered him so far, I can't believe I'm talking to this guy, I'm not kidding!

"Gugaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

That's when the falling lem came back to life. No, I just hadn't been pushed to a halt yet. It's not human, it's a corpse doll that only moves with magic, but it's dead, durable.

Even if his neck was merely connected by a piece of skin, his face, Seung's face distorted into an angry phase, biting into his mouth, as if he were a mad hound.

"Ah, hey, hey, hey, hey!?

The mouth screams and falls. They had eaten a thousand slices of the back of their ankles.

With that blow, I guess I finally stopped working. The feeling of connecting with Lem disappeared. With a piece of flesh in his mouth, only the life of the victory remains, with his expression hardened as the face of anger.

Thank you, winner. To the end of the day, help me.

"Die. Yeah, yeah, no, no, no!

In pain, I stick a red knife in my mouth. I can't afford to aim. However, I aimed at my torso to keep it from coming off, and I stuck it in every body.

"Gu Boo! Whoa, but ah, ah..."

In the middle of my belly, a red knife pierces me. The mouth finally emitted something like a groan that didn't even scream - still, it thrust me with mighty force.

"Ahhhhhhh!

A red knife that erupts a burning flame. From his pierced abdomen, he relentlessly burns the body of his mouth.

The smell of skunk and human flesh burning begins to drift fast, but still, the bottomless vitality of the mouth still continues to reject its own death.

I grabbed the red knife pattern and pulled it off forcefully. He threw up blood reflexes, peeled off his white eyes, and still pulled the blade of flame out of his stomach, letting it throw.

"Why... ha..."

Now I've run out of blades in my hand. One Goma knife, there's no one left. Oh, I have a cutter knife, but... I don't even need to slash or stab you.

"but ah... peach river, hey... hey..."

I take the wound medicine A out of my pocket and apply it to my shoulder. [M] In the meantime, this is good for first aid.

"Help me."

"heh... heh, hahaha"

Dry laughter leaks.

I broke my magic and got flustered with pain stabbed in my right shoulder, but approached my mouth - kicked it.

"Gu! Gu, uh... Peach River, please... help me"

"Ha, it feels good to hear you beg for your life, hey, no!

Plus, again, kick the back of the mouth that falls snugly on the floor.

Yeah, I'm fine, that's about it, I think I can handle it.

"No, don't... don't kill me"

"No, I'll kill you. You will, I will kill you... and then you will feed me!

Press the body of the fallen mouth. Gatai is just good and heavy on boulders. My shoulder wound hurts too. But it wasn't so much that I couldn't move.

"Hey, Peach River, you, you've killed people, have you?"

"No, you're the first."

Yeah, from now on, I'm gonna kill people for the first time. Pushing out cheats and mouths - still open like telling me to give my sacrifice, to the pit.

"Then don't... you're a killer, seriously, you're gonna regret it"

"Then what about you, that you've killed people, at least a little bit, and you're regretting it!

"Gu, ha... ha, I'm... scum, no big guilt."

"Well, then, so am I."

"No, no... you're not like me, he's a good guy... so stop it"

You think I'm a good guy? Well, compared to an outside road like you, a normal guy like me would mean a good one too.

"You will always regret killing... Stop, don't kill me, leave me alone"

"Regret, because..."

That's not what I'm supposed to do - I can't say enough. I am not as evil as my mouth. [M] So maybe even such a hateful opponent would regret taking his life. I may see a phantom of a dead mouth on my pillow or something, and even if I don't feel like it, I may think about it.

Because I'm weak. If your vocation is weak, your strength is weak. Even your heart will be weak.

"So go, put me down and move on... I promise, I won't attack you again, I won't get involved"

"You're not an idiot...... you have no wack of believing that!

I don't care about my heart problems at this time. [M] Logically, the danger of keeping the mouth alive is immeasurable.

"Either way, you've already killed Victor... my friend... and I don't have a wack to forgive"

"Stop it... revenge is not good... well, I'll tell you"

"Shut up, which mouth!

"Chill your head... don't let your emotions flush you"

"Look, Mouth, listen carefully... I'll kill you. And I don't regret killing you!

Yes, for a guy like this, am I going to suffer?

"Seriously, for the rest of my life... I'll regret it, dude"

"I will! Even if I had a baby, I'd be proud that your father used to kill some really bad guys!

I'm right. Not wrong. Justice - the great crime of killing people is the ultimate contradiction in the execution of justice. But I have no choice but to believe it. That's all I can believe.

"Peach River...... please"

"Stop it already! I don't want to hear you beg for your life any more!

"No, I'm not... I have a favor to ask..."

Over the course of this period, he said it was every favor. I don't care how far you're kidding me.

"Give me that knife... Ariko, give it to me"

"... what?

A knife, you mean that butterfly knife? The murder weapon the mouth was holding in his right hand, letting go to pull out the red knife. The blade remains blood-coated and is rolling on the floor.

"Well, Shape, is that him... I was dating Ariko..."

"Hey, Mr. Yangtze?

"Oh... fine, I was serious... if I could get a kid, I could get married now, as much as I think."

What the hell, Sole, I've never heard of you before. Michiguchi, didn't you go out with Mr. Langtang? I can't believe I've never talked to Mr. Yangtze, and I've never seen him.

"So, please... oh, when I give it to you, finally... I fight the boss cool... leave me alone..."

Stupid. You're a real idiot, you. At this final moment, I don't see you trying to cool her down.

"... it can't be"

"Hey, no kidding... okay, but as much as I am, wow..."

"I can't... Mr. Yangtze is already dead"

Yes, Ariko Yangtze is dead. That cannibal, Yokoichi, is being eaten to death.

I'm an idiot for wondering if I should tell you. What do you care about the guy you're about to kill?

"... well... hehe, what... Ariko's guy, he was already dead..."

Now I don't hesitate. Well, I don't even regret it.

I'll kill you. Kill the mouth. Aim for my life, kill my friend, and slay this hateful fucking DQN - even if a tear of pure sorrow appears to be floating in your mouth.

"Enough... Kill me, Peach River"

"Yeah, Mouth... Goodbye"

At the end of the day he fought back - without that, as if he were honestly accepting his death, the body of the mouth, without any resistance, fell into the pit of sacrifice.