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There's no way Charles really understands what it means to be within range of melee attacks. But there was nothing to panic about, on the contrary, I even thought of myself laughing in my head, pulling out the long, clear needle, and taking it and showing them how to stand.

(Oh, no, I'm glad. So you'll go with me)

Then he laughs, and Charles pulls out a long needle.

(Is that it? Mine's shorter?

Charles realizes the difference in length between himself and a true needle and has a bad feeling about it.

(Come on... I've got longer hands)

That's what I say, while I found the difference again.

Charles has the needle backwards to get it out of his pinky side, but the truth is he holds it out of his thumb and index finger side.

(Hmm? It's not like I taught you how to hold it.)

I don't know if my style has changed, or if I have dared, but this was another Charles that bothered me.

They jump at each other and stick out for their throats at about the same time.

Read each other's aim, tilt their necks and scratch at about the same time.

Shortly after he tilts his neck and squeezes, Charles pulls his arm and rotates it axially with the opposite leg from the arm with the needle, trying to truly see the backward spinning kick.

Reaches due to height differences have minutes for Charles. I was going to take advantage of that, but the truth is I don't try to avoid it and guard my kick to the head with my hands.

When Charles regained his posture, he felt uncomfortable with the leg that let the kick go.

"Yeah? When..."

An ultrasonic vibrating steel wire is wrapped around the leg. This is what Charles once taught us how to deal with truly.

"I somehow knew the kick was coming, so I made a big eye loop in advance and guarded it with my hand. You don't have to bother explaining."

True explains. The steel wire is stretched from the hand that did eat the kick.

"What do we do? Sacrifice one leg. But why don't we just keep fighting?

"That's not true - I surrender."

Truly questioned, Charles drops his shoulder disappointingly.

"Uh-huh... I regret it. I've been made up my mind. Hey, why don't you try again from the start? I happen to be unlucky, and I feel like I've fallen prey to true measures."

"Nice."

Truth is, I totally agree with Charles, who jokes and says:

"Haha, that's right. No... Huh? Okay?"

"Nice."

Charles laughs bitterly because the truth seems to snort in earnest.

"No, I'm sorry, but losing is losing, and I'm going to be clean today. Uh, but I regret it. I can't get myself out, I can only see some real growth, and it feels like I've decided to compete."

"I'm like that, too. So I said one more time."

"But even though you're giving up and you're giving me mercy, I can't believe you're giving me mercy twice, kind of... Haha, even I have that kind of pride, and I'm going to try my best to feel remorse today."

"Right."

I cheeked Charles with a bad-looking face of a bat, and true exhaled and nodded small.

"I mean, now, why are you naked? Is that your ability to have to be naked? Something's growing like a weird board or a feather coat, and it's flying. If you'd like, let me hear it for later school?

As he moves the place across the street, Masami hits a questioning attack on his coming dream.

"Sometimes these wings get in the way, but there are wings and clothes that can go through. But I didn't wear it today, so I'm naked. Satisfied with this?

A dream to answer once and for all, while looking at Masami with cold eyes. The last word I uttered with disdain.

"Hmm. But then you don't have to take it off down there? I mean, were you, were you a girl?

"I hate clothes in the first place, and it's somewhat disgusting to just take them off on top. I'm not a man or a woman. I don't have either genitals, and I can't make kids. Yes, I answered. Satisfied?"

"Ah... did you hear something a little bad? Something seems so grumpy. I'm sorry if I heard something bad. Apologize. But it's such a body. A little shocked. But I also feel some kind of beauty. Men, women, transcendent people..."

"Is it time to fight? I'm a little glad you're interested in me, but we're enemies, and the way you ask questions is too delicacy, and I'm so annoyed. Worse than true."

A dream that blocks Masami's chatter. In fact, while Masami was questioning him, he was secretly making countless gravitational bullets and launching them high in the sky. And I'm ready.

"Huh? What part of me doesn't have a delicacy? I'm always so concerned when I ask people questions, right? I don't have a delicacy, or even though it's weirder to feel that way, it makes me think I'm bad at that. It's a pump. First of all, what is grandeur in a place like this?

As he was talking, one of the gravitational bullets fell and pushed Masami to the ground.

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(Has a direct hit been removed at the end of the day?)

I did have a dream. He fell into the gravity of the gravitational bullet, but Masami avoids the direct hit of the gravitational bullet itself. If it was a direct hit, it would have crushed and died instantly as it was. That's all the power I got.

"This... makes it heavy earlier... like this... lol..."

Even though he avoided direct hitting, Masami cannot stand up due to the effects of the gravitational bullets he still works on.

But it's not like I can't move at all. Masami takes the outlet out of her pocket and takes one tablet. This is my fourth tablet because I was taking three in advance.

Masami knows that outlets are drugs that increase concentration and acumen, but that they can do more with multiple doses. Although most of the abilities that humans can have are unused, taking more than four tablets of the outlet can also bring out some of their unused potential as a result of increased concentration.

For the record, the truth is, even without taking an outlet, extreme concentration makes it possible to tap into the potential, only instantaneously.

"Can we have a chat? I'll drop another one, though."

Hearing the second coming, Masami concentrated her consciousness on the top. Originally an invisible attack, but with skin, and with a sixth sense, I try to feel it.

Masami raised her full body strength, resisted gravity, and tried to roll away from the spot.

"Oh, again."

Again avoided the direct hit of gravity bullets, the coming dream squeaks unexpectedly.

But the effect of gravitational bullets doubles, and the G applied to Masami also becomes stronger.

Masami desperately wanders through her pockets, adding one more tablet of outlet and increasing it to five.

(No... this is not enough. In addition to this, if you come down again... there's nothing I can do...)

While realizing the effect of the outlet appeared, Masami decided so.

A simple attack called gravity. But once you eat it, that's all you can do. You shouldn't have taken the first attack. I wasn't alarmed, but if I knew this was such a nasty substitute, Masami would have tried to avoid it by taking a greater distance. It was a failure to dodge the bullet at a distance sufficient to avoid it.

(It's an unknown area from here, but I don't know if I'm okay. Maybe you're okay, or you can't beat this kid if you don't. Not as good as Ashiya, but if you go through Ashiya, then you look like the strongest opponent I've ever fought)

With that in mind, Masami adds more outlets. Five tablets were added at once to make a total of ten tablets.

I feel clearer than ever before, and Masami's head clears clear. And every corner of your body feels free to move. Above all, it's getting stronger.

It has no effect on the outlet to increase muscle strength. This is simply Masami concentrating her entire body's nerves and bringing out the full power she has.

It is a privilege and a place where only Masami can reach an outlet that would definitely be abandoned if she took two tablets at a time.

But pulling out all the potential means forcefully using the power that humans are constantly saving unconsciously. It is called the idiotic power of a fire scene, and it is a substitute that is suppressed for emergencies, such as when life is in danger. Why is it suppressed, because it also imposes a heavy burden on one's flesh?

Dream of falling all the remaining gravity bullets toward Masami. Now I dropped the placement and the timing of the landing so I couldn't get away with it to the extent that it rolled.

"So yah!

Masami shouted majestically and stood up. And in an attempt to receive gravitational bullets, I push my arms overhead as I look up to heaven.

"No way......"

Masami took a gravitational bullet that would easily be peppered by humans and others if directly attacked. And gravity bullets are not one thing. Under the influence of other gravitational bullets, Masami stands even though there should be an uninterrupted G in the place where Masami is.

"It may not extend to Mr. Ondrey, but I'll figure it out in the mood too...! If we can't do this much, if we don't get through this much pinch, Leviathan can't be killed!

Shouting, Masami supposes not to strike down the gravity bullet in temper.

On the same principle that Ondrei struck out in the mood, he stunningly wiped out the gravitational bullet that Masami also held. On the contrary, intense feelings are also released around Masami, which wipes out all the gravitational bullets around him.

If the outlet takes two tablets, it will be perfectly possible to read the ballistics of the gun and the timing of the shooting, and even the artistry of shooting and dropping the bullet over the shot. However, after that, it will be 100% abandoned.

What happens if I take ten of those outlets? The increased concentration to the extreme allows one's flesh to operate perfectly freely. So much so that even manipulation of the pores is possible, as I've just shown you. If it were true beauty today, even witchcraft and sorcery would be instantly mastered.

"Oh no..."

The dream of a boulder also ended.

Masami dreams of coming as she blurs all over her body and exuds blood from all over her body.

Dreams are scary. But while I feared, I was also caught by another emotion.

"Beautiful. It'll be a painting."

The sight of a blurry bloody woman rushing over to herself in a temper made her dream come to pass.

Masami jumps big and punches her fist in the face of her coming dream. The coming dream didn't even try to defend itself. I knew it was no use, and I felt like I should keep it clean and lose here.

"Huh? Beautiful?

He falls to the ground, falls on his back and faints. He doesn't even look at the coming dream, worries about the coming dialogue, and takes out the mirror to see what he looks like.

"Wow, my hair is messed up, I'm bloody dusty, my clothes are blurry, and where is it beautiful!? Why are you lying like that? I'm so annoyed! You lied to annoy me!?

Seeing herself in a broken mirror because of gravity, Masami protested violently toward her fallen comedy, but to her unconscious comedy ear, it had not arrived.

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