I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

He aimed the dark muzzle at Kamijou Touma, but for some strange reason, his movements seemed cumbersome.

Kamijou Touma tumbled deftly and rushed towards the guy.

ka ka ka-

The firearm fired silently, and the specially modified rubber bullet flew out, and then slammed into Kamijou Touma's back.

Kamijou Touma rolled, and heard the sound of broken eggs coming from under him, and a strange sticky feeling appeared in his lower abdomen until his thighs.

There was despair in the boy's black eyes.

Kamijou... Couldn't Mr. Kamijou ever eat cheap eggs in his life?

He concentrated all his misfortune and anger on his right fist, and quickly got up and hammered the soldier.

But what surprised Kamijou Touma was that this soldier was surprisingly easy to handle.

A punch slammed into the guy's mask, with a cracking sound of plastic cracking, and the soldier fell to the ground.

Kamijou Touma took a deep breath and suddenly remembered something.

This guy... seems to be shooting in the direction... behind him.

He turned his head slowly, and swore that he would never forget such a scene for the rest of his life.

The girl wearing a black and red gothic dress that was as flirtatious as a stage play was walking leisurely in a world as deep as blood.

That color, like the last color swaying outside the black hole's event horizon.

Closest to darkness, yet completely different from darkness.

Like fire and blood.

"Young lady with black hair and bad taste!?" Kamijou Touma said subconsciously, and successfully drew hatred.

Chapter 58 I heard that you like to play with heavy firearms?Coincidentally, I like it too

Descending in a dignified manner, Kurumi patrolled the seventh school district.

Capturing every bit of the breath of time, the hunting area that was deliberately emptied was already clear in Kuangsan's eyes and couldn't be clearer.

The shadow had already appeared on the edge of the desolate student dormitory, and Kurumi opened his hand there.

——The City of Eating Time——

She whispered softly, and along with her steps, the deep black and red airspace swept away from Kuang San's feet.

In an instant, the entire sky has been dyed with a gloomy color that is almost suffocating.

At the edge of the block, several cleaning robots have turned on the alert mode, standing high on three feet, and the red warning light is on, indicating that the road ahead is prohibited.

The robot was not affected by the City of Eating Time, and stopped in front of Kurumi.

——come here, stop——

The mechanical sound was repeated over and over, and a harsh alarm sounded at the same time.

Kurumi didn't stop, still kept moving forward at the same speed, and the darker shadow under her feet also kept the same speed as her.

The black and red shadow wrapped around the girl's body little by little and spread upward.

Kurumi raised his right arm like an invitation, and took the shadow in his hand calmly.

Then... when the shadow covered her cheeks, it splashed down instantly, and the girl who was wearing a long skirt had changed into a glamorous spiritual outfit.

His hand brushed lightly in the air as if stroking a lover's cheek, but pulled up the almost crimson blade.

The arc of [Hidden Cut] surrounded the cleaning robots, and their movements all stopped.

The cuts are flat and smooth.

But this time was enough for those Anbu elites to react.

Special Forces-like armor with a full head mask and heavy night vision goggles that completely cover the eyes.

From behind the black van, an elite unit appeared in front of Kurumi.

They have similar equipment to the guards, but they are heavier. At the same time, what they are holding in their right hand is not the explosion-proof shield that the guards are stationed in, but a black submachine gun.

The reloaded armored suit made a mechanical assist sound, and with the aid of a device similar to a clockwork bandage, they faced Kurumi with difficulty in the realm of the City of Time.

"Hound Army..." Ku San recognized the group of guys at a glance.

The executed prisoners who were used for waste, the complete executioners, will never leave the hunters alive.

No wonder they were disliked by the group of guys across the road, even between Anbu and Anbu, there was a world of difference.

It's like... Fran who gave up on this mission because of burnout) (Up to a group of four.

Without any possibility of conversation, they fired at Kurumi.

The moment the girl broke in, it seemed that the fact that Xiang Xiaoyu was doomed was already doomed.

The second team has even prepared acid purge jets, ready to destroy the corpse.

clack clack-

Even with the muffler installed, the harsh sound instantly cut through the silence.