Chapter 10: 10 9

The next morning, ten nights, he suffered from muscle aches.

Even though he didn't originally have health, he was blurred after lengthy shooting drills, shooting simulations with the truth, and even training and muscle treading for melee combat.

Physical enhancement surgery performed at ten nights is a limited substitute rather than constantly transhumanizing, and is no different from that of an ordinary person when consciously he does not attempt to exert his power.

Since it imposes an excessive burden on the flesh, so as not to use the cheeky force when unnecessary, even when the pure child was exposed to nails, he was here in the same condition as he had been before when training.

Ten nights and shaking also spent the night at the Snow Oka Institute last night. It was convenient for ten nights when I didn't want to go home, but I'm not sure how long I can get you to stay, and I'm curious if you don't want to go home if you're shaking in the first place.

At the end of the breakfast, ten nights and shaking boarded a cab in a way that Junko could take him. I'm really following you along.

Finally, we head to do a dong patch with the organization that Junko is hostile. Ten nights remained nervous and the shaking next door remained exciting.

Ten nights I hold a big bag. I was asked what was in the bag by the shake, but I didn't feel like answering. You don't have to answer now, but you'll have to show it off sometime. It is what is in this that is the identity of the gift that Junko spoke of before the remodeling, unhappy for ten nights.

"It's unusual to come all the way to you. Even though it's usually a sight to behold in the lab."

True speaks to Junko, who sits in the front seat of the cab. The three men are in the back seat.

"Although I was going to watch a video that would be delivered. Hey. The power I gave you at ten nights is special, and it's not stable enough, so I thought you should stay on your side and check it out."

Ten nights I feel anxious about the unstable word Junko has spoken.

"The other guy's that space mouse, isn't he? I don't care what you think. I think these guys are loaded. No, if you're a magician, you're going to have some manipulation."

True says to Junko.

It was like both True and Junko knew what the enemies they were going to fight were. Nonetheless, there is no sign that the Ten Nights will teach it in advance.

I wish he had given me some information in advance, I was dissatisfied and distrustful, but if I asked him why he wouldn't do it, I felt like he was going to laugh and say 'cause that's more interesting' because it's about Junko, and he was also hesitant to ask me a question.

"The manipulative psychics are troublesome, but we're talking about just tapping the main body. By and large, magicians are a lot of things. Except Shizuno Liu, of course."

That's what I answered in a bright tone was an old taxi driver with an impressive black and white mixed beard surface. Apparently he's a backstreet resident too.

"The use of space, the sorcerer, is that the enemy? Wow, back street. I just thought it was a world of hard-boiled gun shooting, and there's even such a wizard."

The shake shines my eyes full of curiosity.

"Tired, you're a magician, too. Besides, you're famous in the back street. I mean, it's a class of historical figures in the paranormal industry in Japan, and if you're interested, you should check out the information site for residents on the back street later."

and Junko.

It looks like an outsider itself, and I think for ten nights that that boy, who looks like an adult, is said to be a magician or something that I don't know, and doesn't fit in any way imaginatively.

"The kind of witchcraft magic spells have been around for thousands of years. Until around the Edo period, there were people close to each other, and no one questioned their existence, but since the late nineteenth century, such paranormal areas have been deceived around the world. Some privileged people, national governments, and secret societies that can manipulate the state from behind, have kept secrets to monopolize their power. Well, in the information society, it's becoming impossible to keep it a secret, and in the back streets, it's usually recognized. Come on."

"Some parts of them were able to maintain power because they had a monopoly on them. But now, the spirituality of reincarnation, ghosts and the post-mortem world has been scientifically proven, and the realm of what ever seemed like fantasy is becoming more and more real."

"It's just a story that was publicly revealed ten years ago. Some people actually knew."

"Nevertheless, if you've never actually seen it, it lacks reality"

Junko and taxi drivers to explain alternately.

Ten years ago, it was scientifically proven that ghosts and the post-mortem world and circular reincarnation existed, and since then, as a new possibility to turn into a physical science, we even know that the study of paranormal areas is remarkable in national governments and companies.

but the average person never sees those paranormal realms first, and the Ten Nights never believed in their existence.

"It's a common religious view, but is that true, though the afterlife is the basis of the world and the theory that this world is a place for the training of souls is deeply rooted?

Ten nights asks Junko.

"I don't even know that. Because there is limited skill to know the knowledge of the afterlife from this side. So far, I can only guess from religious delusions and the realm of spiritualism. However, if you let me live for more than a thousand years, personality doesn't just form from the environment, but it also seems to have a greater influence on the soul than the circle, so I feel right about that theory."

Ten nights end with the phrase that he lived more than a thousand years in his mouth. Junko Suzuoka is immortal, and I had actually heard rumors that she was old just to keep the girl looking, but I didn't expect words to come out of her mouth affirming it.

"More than a thousand years... seriously -?

"Yeah, big deal. You've been alive for about 500 years. [M] I've been in Japan since the Edo period, me. Until then, we've been all over Europe, but we haven't. Oh, I was in an American military facility during the U.S.-China War thirty years ago. The real war is a great thing because during the war, the research budget is blue ceilings, and it lets us do as many human experiments as possible. Yeah, wars are different."

Junko speaks with a smile sticking to the shake that makes her look frigid. Normally, it's only a joke and a word I can take, but at the time this girl was speaking, it didn't sound like a joke at ten nights.

It was weak enough to take a taxi - just south of Kanagawa Prefecture, the four people who came to the outskirts of Anraku-shi got off at the entrance to the building surrounded by a tall wall.

Four people creeping through the gates left open, in the form of Junko taking the lead. There is a fairly large garden in the walls, and the building in the center is not high in number of floors, but it has a large area. The building is strewn with blue, sparkling windows.

Apparently, this building is the seventh branch of an organization called the formalin-pickled president that Junko is fighting for. And this is where I plan to punch him for the next ten nights and shakes. That said, it was ten nights to fight in the main, and the shaking was treated like an omelet.

"The Formalin-Pickled President is a pleasure-providing organization, so he's putting his protest against me on show and selling it, and I can test the performance of mice, so it's a mechanism that benefits each other by fighting - As a matter of fact, it's connected to the top executives over there, and I'm familiar with them."

Prior to his arrival, Junko spoke that way of his relationship with the enemy organization. Ten nights were frightened that the eight hundred men had finally lost their lives.

To put it further, it's not Junko himself who's actually risking his life. The same goes for the top executives of the enemy.

"Something went into it, didn't it?

After walking into the premises for a while, the shaking squeaks unexpectedly. I felt the same way for ten nights. More black-suited combatants appeared in large numbers, imagining intense shootouts, etc., but as if unpopular.

"You'll have a welcome soon. Are you here?"

That's when the lawn in the garden rises and three holes appear that one car could pass through.

Ten nights and shaking about what would come out, three alien beings appeared from inside.

Whatever it is on the internet or on TV, it's the first time I've seen it in kind for ten nights and shakes. It was creatures that could not exist in nature.

A pale brown beetle with a giant body that can reach nearly five metres.

A serpent that seems to be ten metres long and more than a metre around its torso, with needle-like thorns growing from all over its body.

Something like a shaved blade popped out of his abdomen, a knife in the bottom two of the six arms, and a giant monkey with each hand in the middle two, surprisingly covered with innumerable eyes all the way to his side head and back.

They are biological weapons called Battle Creatures. We are talking about being put into war conflict zones around the world because it is low cost, very effective as an interpersonal weapon and mass-producible in the short term.

But that's not all. From the head of the beetle, the upper body of the naked man, and under the jaw of the serpent, the head of the human, each grows. The monkey had a human face floating under his abdominal blade.

"Was that... a mix of humans?

Ten nights asks terribly.

Mixing humans in the production of Battle Creatures is prohibited by international law, but may be a backstreet organization.

"Yeah, I guess so. I can't believe you synthesized battle creatures and humans in just one day, but it looks like the president pickled in formalin has a brilliant Mad Scientist."

It was only Junko knew, but they were the three men who went to blackmail Okumura after Junko had told them.

"Please don't kill me. When he dies, I'm going to die, too."

Goro Kanda, mixed with a monkey, pleads crying.

"They're finally mixed up. They're just happy, and they're not in control."

See how Kanda is doing, and truly judge him so.

"I guess. Well, it's troublesome to put it back together, and you don't have to kill it. What a short life span for Battle Creature, and don't kill it. It's troublesome to cut it off, and yeah, let's not worry about it."

Junko bears an uncontrolled grin on his face and speaks ruthlessly.

It seemed horrible at ten nights that there was not even a slight feeling of malice there. I don't think I was wrong about the rumor that Junko was an evil, outrageous person, called about Eldorado next door yesterday. But at the same time, her innocent cruelty can be found both exciting and irritating.

"I mean, I was accidental, but it's gonna take a while to transform."

Junko drops her gaze on the bag Ten Nights has in her hand.

"Transformation?"

The shake raises an astonishing voice. I wonder if the ten night retrofit changed even though he said he would not be transformed. I don't get too upset when I imagine ten nights fighting in a monster.

"True, shake, buy him some time"

"Whoa, all of a sudden it's my turn!

Nominated, shaking happily pulling out the gun. I can't help but marvel at the thickness of the shaking nerves at ten nights when I say that there are three murder weapons that live in front of me, but I wonder if there is no fear.

Ten nights on the other hand, I haven't felt much fear myself. I can't see a vigeon at all that would be killed by losing the monster in front of me. I instinctively understand that my powers are more winning.

"You can't do it, be thorough with the moves you support from behind me. If you want to die well, you can do it yourself."

True carries two pistols in each hand and leaves in front of the shake.

"Huh. Grasp, how does a gun work on such a monster?

The shake followed the truth and fell back and took a distance. We also know that we are way ahead of our evil monsters over nature's beasts such as lions and bears.

"I used to deal with them so rotten on the battlefield. I guess these guys are exposed. The main thing must be after this."

True points the muzzle at the needle serpent in the front.

With the gunfire, the three biological weapons move at the same time as they were bounced.

Beetle and needle serpents head to four in a straight line, and only six-armed monkeys arc loudly, approaching each other in a motion that surrounds them.

The true muzzle, which had been directed at the needle serpent, was eventually directed at both of the beetles, and a total of four rounds were fired, subtly shifting tempo to the right, left and left.

The thick-looking crust looked very unlikely to pass through, such as a pistol bullet, but the beetle broke his left front leg and middle leg to stop the movement.

Fluid is seeping through the joint part of the leg. Furthermore, fluid is also flowing out of the joint that connects the right head to the chest.

The warhead of the bullet used in battlefield against Battle Creature was planted with a meat solution that broke down several times the volume of protein in trace amounts, both the bullet that the true shot and the bullet of the gun that the shake held, but the shake was unknown.

The shake was sharpened in concentration by taking the outlet, so it was clear that the truth instantaneously shot at the beetle joints. I don't think I can do the same thing to myself, even if I try to use the help of medicine.

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The needle serpent approaches true forward. A shake shoots a gun at the serpent. I hit a few shots, but it doesn't seem to be working very well, and my anxiety seeps into my shaky face.

(Actually, it flickers there because of the impact. But it's a bad place to hit. no matter how much meat solution is planted, the bullet is bounced, it is also ineffective)

True to observe calmly. The gun is gone from the true left hand at some point, and the gun is held only in the right hand.

The serpent approached his range of attack truly, stretching the needle growing from his body simultaneously. The needle, stretched only four to five meters, seemed to skewer his true body, but the truth was moving forward diagonally to the right in a mild motion, causing an attack.

The moment the needle serpent twists himself and tries to strike even more truly, the truth pulls his left hand all at once.

From the top of the snake's upper jaw, it was cut clean as if it had been slashed with an invisible blade and fell to the ground. One tempo, the torso, which had become only the lower jaw, also collapsed.

"It was easy to scratch because it was full of needles"

True to whine as you unwind the steel wire stretched from under your left hand sleeve. When the serpent attacked him, he wrapped an ultrasonic vibrating steel wire made of the Yukioka brand and pulled it at once as the serpent moved.

"Awesome...... You said there could be no doubles to multiple opponents on your own. Yet two of those monsters will be knocked down in an instant..."

Shaking himself, the shaking leaks an excited voice.

"Normally, that's impossible. I'm just a very rare, very strong man."

True to say it out loud with no expression.

"Overconfidence is forbidden. Hey... Makoto, come on... I said I was buying time, why would I kill both of them?

Junko speaking out in protest.

"Yes or no?

A shake that looked back in response to Junko's voice gave him a feverish voice when he saw him for ten nights.

Ten nights in uniform until then, what a strange outfit. He wore green tights all over his body, wore a metallic green shoulder and breast patch, and further removed his armor from the bag and wore it.

"I'm done dressing..."

At the end of the day, he put on a green mask mimicking the bird and told him so at first sight at ten nights. Only around the masked eye is it white.

"So it's nice to have a decision dialogue and pose."

"Greenbird Warrior, Mezzillo Emeralder! Come on!"

Ten nights prompted by Junko and screaming in a damned mood with his hands properly raised. My arms are subtly bent inward, and my fingers are bent as if trying to grab something. Besides, my legs were folded halfway through my inner crotch.

"No... I told you you can choose whatever pose you want, but I don't think I have that pose at all..."

"Nanicole?"

Seeing the ten nights with both hands up, each pulling in a different way Junko and shaking.

(Why are you being instructed to pose on purpose, and even to the content of the pose I desperately thought about?)

Meanwhile, the ten nights were not interpreted in the ten nights.

"A heroic mouse is a guy. It's one of the classic patterns of Snow Oka mice. Yukooka's hobby is full."

Explain truthfully.

"It won't get any better. Sakasa, I didn't go out of my way to get dressed or anything on the ground...?

Shake into it in a shaky tone.

"Mm-hmm. Sure, it's a little weird to get dressed like that locally, but anyway, walking in public with these bulky parts and helmets on would be tough in a lot of ways. Wear locally -"

In the midst of Junko's serious excuse, a six-armed monkey, who had moved around a lot to ask how it was, approached and jumped until just before. The aim is to shake.

Distracted by the transformation of the ten nights, the shakes rush around to avoid attacks from monkey leaps. Two jaws blurred his shaking legs and tore his uniform trousers apart, but it hasn't reached his body.

"Look, you go ten nights."

Junko further urged me, and the ten nights solved the pose, monkeying and penetrating with a motion like a bounced one. Seeing that constant away velocity of ten nights, the shaking peels off his eyes.

"Mezzillo Hell Poke!

Follow Junko's prior words, scream the name of the move properly, and roll out the hand knife at the throat of the monkey at night.

The monkey waved the two tweezers, furthermore poking out the knife at the same time to try to intercept the ten nights, but the ten nights hand knife was piercing the monkey's throat first. (10) The blank waves, and the knife is begun by the breastplate of ten nights.

The knife is pulled out more than the throat, and red and black blood erupts more than the monkey's throat at at once. It was thought fatal, but the monkey just flickered for a moment, alternating four weapons at a time as he growled.

Ten nights, without fear at all, calm down and watch them move. Junko said that the suit worn for ten nights had a psychoallergenic effect during battle, increasing concentration and reflex nerves as well as outlets, but I really feel that it is working now for ten nights.

Monkeys that glare forward and expose themselves to the back of the head and back with a detachment that shook down the wax vigorously. Hold its upper body from the top quickly for ten nights, and hold the monkey's body wide up to its own head as it is.

The monkey panicked when he was held upside down, but soon after the rampage, the ten nights were moving on to the next attack.

"Medzirobom!"

Don't scream, build momentum and slap the ape's head to the ground.

Extra blood shines from his throat and all eyes in all directions of his head pop out. A definite feeling of a broken skull came through the body I held at ten nights.

"Yeah, well done. No, you did a good job at ten nights..."

Junko smiles contentedly at the sight of the amazing death of a cramped monkey in a sea of blood. but shortly afterwards, it turns into an annoying look.

"Eventually boring. I don't know if this is the extent to which I went out of my way to provoke you to motivate me with my back on the other side."

"Wouldn't it be better if you served as the performer of the Formalin-pickled President?

True said to Junko, who speaks displeasure.

"No, that's going to be a selfie, and from me, it's not surprising and I can't enjoy it."

"Let's understand ironically, shall we?

While Junko and True were exchanging words, a woman appeared from inside the building.

A standing long-haired beauty, a black suit with large cuts in her chest and a cross pendant with a shining snake tangled over her skin, a black tight skirt, slowly walks towards the four.

Someone I met at the shooting range.

Ten nights I remember the person.

"Oh, Rin, it's been a long time. In just two years, we're all grown up."

Rinko called out to Rinko Kishibe, a black-crushed woman, but Rinko had alternating eyes on Rinko rather than Junko for ten nights and shakes.

Rin basically puts his hand in front of his face and tries to hold something.

"What?"

Ten nights surprised that the mask he was wearing was removed.

"Hmm. I knew it was that girl from that time"

Rin mutters when she sees the ten nights when her face is dewy. In his hand was a mask that was worn for ten nights.

"Get away. This is where he can reach us."

True grabs the root part of the suit for ten nights and forces it to pull back. When I saw the mask in Rin's hand, I somehow understood the meaning of the true word in ten nights.

I didn't see it at ten nights, but I saw the true and the shaking clearly. From next to the face of the ten nights, only the hand ahead from the wrist appeared in the air, taking the mask of the ten nights and pulling it away and disappearing.

Rin throws the mask. Then a mask appeared in the space where there were ten nights earlier and fell to the ground. Rin stares alternately at the ten nights and the shakes, as if to devise something.

Rin's gaze then turned to the true one. There was something like hostility mixed in my gaze, but I can't feel the killing.

"Why isn't that woman setting me up?

"Yeah, it's like I don't have the will to fight. I was wondering if there were any circumstances?

True and Junko surprise Rin who doesn't try to move.

Eventually Rin turns back on his heels and returns to the building, making the three non-true faces look like they were bored by a fox.

"People today, what the hell was that?

Shortly after the shake squealed...

"Ho ho!

Ten nights squatting in blood.

"Hey, ten nights! What's the matter with you!

The shake changes his complexion and peeks into the ten nights. Ten nights saw him shake with a vain eye for a moment, but he fell to the ground with his white eyes peeled as-is.

"Ten nights! Ten nights!"

"Come on, don't shake your body like that."

Junko controls the shaking of the body for ten nights.

"What do you mean?

Turning the gaze of censure to its pure son, the truth asks quietly.

"Hmm, I was wondering if I failed to adjust a bit. Maybe it's a heavy burden on the body. Well, I don't know what's going on over there, but you pulled me up, and we're gonna retreat."

Junko lifted her body for ten nights and walked out toward the outside. True and wobbly also followed in such a way that it followed.

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