Kuzu Inou【Ondo wo Kaeru Mono】 no Ore ga Musou suru made

In a dimly warehouse-like room, two men sat on the ground looking tired. A skinny man with a worn suit jacket on his shoulder and a big man in a tank top. They both look like full-bodied creatures, with blood flowing out of their skin all over their bodies, and blue bruises appearing everywhere.

A woman who stood looking down at those two men said as she narrowed her brilliant shining eyes even in the darkness.

"It's really unusual, Lacquara (Ursibala), Dragon Dare (Lindo). I was watching. All of your defeats."

The woman said that, pale without changing her expression. I didn't have any emotions in my eyes, I just had a cold voice telling me that I was just telling them what I needed to do administratively. A skinhead man opened his mouth to temperatureless words that could not even be reprimanded by such a woman.

"... Oh, you're right, Orchid Hitomi (Landau). Though you barely achieved your goal... you did expose yourself to too much ugliness. I'm just embarrassed about it."

To be in tune, the man in the next suit added words.

"Well, as you can see... I managed to achieve my original goal. Sure, there was a glitch, but I need you to spill it."

As the two wounded men tried to mouth the pretext of their defeat, a mid-teenage boy watching from behind the room blocked it with a flickering hand and an exaggerated gesture.

"Oh, no, I'm not. That's not what Hitomi Orchid said."

The little brunette boy had an unusual year-to-year grin on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth were spicy.

"I mean you guys came back like idiots with nothing to accomplish. The target is still alive."

The two men gave an unexpected look to the boy's words.

"... what?

"... what? Is that woman alive?

Orchid Hitomi, a woman nestled without changing her expression, added words to two of the boys' appearances that she did not understand the meaning of their statements.

"Yeah, you're right. She's alive, she is. You came back with nothing to accomplish. There's more to it than anything."

The man in the suit, Lacquara Sigel, gave a suspicious look.

"No, you can't be. I must have skipped that woman's neck. No way... you think I played it out of that state?"

Lacquara said that much and remembered the boy who uses the flames that have gotten in their way. The boy who has been cut in half and yet regenerated and has risen. After all, I just thought that was that boy's unique ability... Speaking of which, there was that 'white fox' that made Serizawa boy recover from dying.

Well, if you do have that power, or...

- I screwed up.

A further word is uttered by Orchid Hitomi where Lacquer Plains tried to open his mouth, thinking so.

"No, I'm not. I didn't play it. In the first place, the thing I thought you guys murdered...... that's just a doll (...). It was quite exquisitely crafted... but I didn't know you both came back completely fooled. It's a funny extreme, Paint Plains, Dragon Dare."

"What? Dolls...? Is that it? Such an idiot -"

"Oh, you're right. I was watching it with you. I want you to kill the doll and get away with it."

The boy, approaching the three at some point, said as he sat back in an affordable size chair.

"Well, though the doll, that was even reproduced by a blood splash. It was an abnormal reproducibility. I can't help but see you wrong... because, you know, normally, it's impossible.... Still, I thought you guys would notice it right? Too bad."

Are you going to be sarcastic? The boy spoke intimately to the men with a full smile on his face.

"So... you're saying that we've been duped back into fleeing? Well, then, it's... it's a clown."

"Ha, well, you know what?"

That said, even more ridiculous looking boy, Takegami Shinya.

The dragon gall understood his further ugliness, leaning in regret and putting his strength into his fist.

"What do you mean... with all those 'soldiers' available, what is this lapse? If this happens..."

"Oh, it's okay. I don't feel responsible or anything. Because it's just waste."

Unexpectedly the dragon gall turned to the boy with a very light tone.

"... waste (...)?"

"10,000 bodies? Not at all. There's more. I overbuilt it and it was time to squeeze the warehouse. This operation was both disposed of. You have done your part well. Well done on that."

Lacquara feels uncomfortable with the boy's attitude and pinches his mouth.

"... what? It's like you made that one."

"Well, not all of it. I'm pretty sure I share the neighborhood with the original. So don't worry about it. Wearing important equipment ~, or... that kind of thing, because I don't need it"

"Well... if I did, I wouldn't be dressed."

"There will be a disposition from the" Original. "If he's angry."

The hyperbolic boy tries to shrug his shoulders a little and continues the conversation with exaggerated gestures and gestures.

"Nevertheless, yes. What I'm wondering... is the" trump card "they gave me. Why didn't you use it, Dragonfly?

"Trump card (...)?... What, what's that?

To an unfamiliar story, Lacquara saw the face of the dragon gall, but Orchid Hitomi pinched his mouth first.

"Nothing really. I was watching, Takegami. They were just beaten to death by that boy. That's in an unusual way. They didn't have time to do anything, Takegami."

Dragon gallbladder nodded at Orchid Eyes, who spoke only pale facts.

"Oh...... the 'trump card' didn't last long and we were blown away by that boy. On top of that, he misidentified the target as murdered and gave priority to retreat. The truth is that I completely missed the opportunity to use it."

"... come on... what's that? I didn't hear anything, did I?

To the words of one confused lacquer plain, the boy quietly spilled a grin, telling him to scoff.

"... oh... you didn't tell him, Dragon Dare? You can't, I have to tell you."

"I was getting a message from" The Original "saying," Don't tell anyone during the operation. "We don't have a choice."

"... although I was only informed that I have such a thing as well"

"Dude... So I'm the only one out of company...?

"Oh, I see. But if that's what you're telling me, I can't help it."

"... chip..."

Lacquara remembered a very unpleasant feeling in this interaction itself.

Hi, this boy, Takegami Shinya, seems to be a favorite of "Boss (Original)".

Orchid Hitomi (Landau) is now the oldest member of the Bulletin Board, but now it feels like this guy is close to his boss's position. He said he was doing something together while we were all unaware of the 'boss (original)' news.

By comparison, Dragon Dare and myself were drawn to the 'Bulletin Board (Board)' a few years ago, and yet some members have just said that they are new...

That's the difference in this treatment. Too obvious.

What the hell is he thinking...?

"By the way, what can you do? What's that trump card?"

"I don't know. I haven't been informed. But if you use it in trouble, it helps the situation (...), and. I'm told to keep it until then."

To the answer, Lacquan felt his spine freeze.

- Oh, still.

Is that why 'trump cards' were entrusted to the fucking serious dragon gall?

Don't know what it's for? Haven't you been informed of the contents?

That would be a trump card of sorts that you should never (...) use.

... the identity of the unpleasant sensation at that time, no doubt... this is it.

Apparently the unpleasant feeling at that time was about that 'trump card' and the doing.

Right now, we depend on being cut off.

The dragon gall hasn't noticed.

"Well, let's just say... Hey, Lacquer Plains?

The brunette boy raised his voice with great pleasure approximating the inner surface of the rough lacquer plain. I found something good, like that.

"What?"

It was a lacquer field that flushed the gaze of a Wushu boy poured on himself with a rugged look, but his body solidified into the next boy's question.

"What's with the sole? You've got something interesting in your pocket."

"... ah?

Lacquara explores the pockets of the suit's jacket as they say, but if you look at it, it contains a small geometric dimension that you don't recognize. I don't remember letting myself in like this.

"- You've seen that before. Indeed, one of the teachers at Emperor Weird High School uses..."

At that time, in the hands of the lacquer plains, Zaza, and its geometric 3D swayed.

And from there, the voice of one woman sounds.

'... let me tell you the story'

The voice looked calm and spoke to the person on the spot.

"That voice is Meliá Kurono... nice to meet you, isn't it?

The Lord of the Voice continued the Word without answering the question of the Martial God.

"Are you... the people who will take you to Hachiba Ryuichi?

"Oh, that's what's gonna happen. Sounds like you know us pretty well."

"... I've read all your papers."

"I thought so. Besides, you already know what we are, don't you? Wow, you. You're saying we got that far with just fragmented information? If" The Original "were here, I would definitely want it for my assistant ~... how about that? Why don't you throw out your camp and come over here? I welcome you with the finest treatment."

No response to the boy's light mouth, and the young woman's voice, quietly...

"Don't get your hands on Emperor Weird High School from here on out"

But in a strong tone, I told him only one word.

"Ha ha... you say funny things. Naturally, that's an impossible consultation. As you know...... it's packed with some very interesting stuff there. It's a chest, actually. I know that, and I can't believe I'm not getting my hands on it, I'm sure I can't. At least," Eight Leafs Ryuichi (Original) "doesn't tolerate that."

'Really? I gave you a warning... so the interference ahead is -'

"Fine. That's what I'm talking about. You started the war, didn't you? See you later (...)"

It blocked the words of Meliá Xuanno, and when Martial God said so, Pakin, made a noise and the 3D broke and vanished.

"Chip... were you really alive..."

Wushu turned his gaze as he laughed at the lacquer field of his expression like he had chewed down a bitter bug.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that. Nothing. I'm alive."

"... what do you mean? You must be the one who got the instructions from the" Original "to plan the murder, right?

"Oh, yeah. But the Original Dictionary isn't dedicated to murder, is it? Just be nice when that happens. There's nothing I can do to keep you alive."

"... then why did you do such an operation in the first place? Impossible, martial arts."

To Orchid Hitomi, who narrows his eyes so that he doesn't understand the intent at all, Wushu replied constantly with that faint grin.

"As I may have told Mr. Orchid before... at the time of the raid (...), the purpose was accomplished. Whatever the outcome of the raid,"

"... what is that? The goal will only be achieved if the goal is achieved"

Likewise, the dragon gall raises questions, but only the martial arts continue in a calm manner.

"The fact that Merriam Kurono was' raided 'so flashly is more important than the success or failure of the raid. Whatever happens to them, we're going to have to protect them. We must be vigilant about all things and disperse our powers. Because they don't know where to attack or where to start. You don't know how big we are, do you?... if someone hadn't done something like that earlier, but"

That being said, Wushu looked at the lacquer plain with sharp eyes.

but he immediately turns away and grins cold again.

"... well, that's exciting too. Can I give you as much handouts as that? Either way, they recognized the threat. So you have to move, right? Why don't we observe how it moves from here on out? That's how... I attack from where I get thin. That's the kind of easy game we play."

To his own words, Wushu stopped for a moment, and...

Nithari, let's open a big mouth like a crack on a beautiful face,

"Yes, this is a game. Our life and death, war (Survival Game). It's funny around the corner, why don't we have some fun? We're ready for that. So, what are we going to do..."

The boy is not old enough to distort his eyes like he's starving and rotting everywhere.

I said with a seemingly unusual, sunny smile.

"I have a very good idea. Guys, can you help me out?