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As couriers, the four of them travel to the training area with Sachiko.

"That's strange."

Truth opens its mouth on the move.

"I don't think you're a bastard, using such a low-life technique as to traumatize people."

"Huh? Are you talking about Midori?"

Midori, who was leading the way, looks back and sees the truth.

"It's not that Midori's power is subordinate. You think Midori's mind is dirty?

Midori said in a mean tone. As for Midori, it was half a joke, but I don't mean to be a complete joke either.

"I was born - and I have had a troubled ability, since I haven't knitted the art of reincarnation yet, where everything that people think and feel pours in. And until it became Shizuno's sorcerer, I couldn't control it at all, and because of it, I hated the ugly insides of people I didn't even want to see."

"Humans, everyone will have a black part in their hearts. So you couldn't break it off?

"There was a time when I was young, and then I was inside..."

To true pointing out, Midori smiles.

"I don't know what you felt bad about, but it doesn't justify imitating people looking down cheaply. I won tirelessly only because I happened to be weak in tiredness. You can't be proud where you won that weak spot. I can do that. I know what's weak about him."

"Heh, that's funny. Advocacy for losers and grand speech at the same time."

"If you've tasted the bitterness and you know people's hearts, you won't wear someone else's wounds back without darkness. The only thing that can do that is that one of them is missing him. Or both, huh? But you don't even look like such a rotten person, so I said it's weird. Why did you imitate that?

Truly questioned, Midori is stuck in words. There were just a lot of computational differences, such as the fragility of the tired spirit and the fact that if Shizuno was not equipped with what he was equipped with, and I feel that if I explain that, I could avoid true enemy.

But without daring to say anything, Midori thinks about ascertaining this man's true prospects.

"Uh, I'm talking about Ho Gan. It's just a casual assumption."

Between them, Midori provokes even more. I wasn't in the mood to make fun of it, but I thought it would be more exciting to compete.

But the truth said nothing more. In the mood for shoulder blushes, Midori thinks even more.

I can't read this boy's intentions completely. Even if you don't bother trying to peek into your mind, you can generally guess what people are thinking, but truly you don't know what you want to say or do. There is no unity in speech either.

(Seems to get to me, doesn't seem to... Weird do it -)

Eventually the four arrive at the training ground. It is a place where the faithful were busy every day and they were desperate and sweaty, but now no one.

Midori enters the center and truly learns to stand in front of Midori. A Japanese sword has already swung in his true hand and is carried in his left hand. I borrowed more concubine than tired. I haven't pulled it out of my sheath yet. On the other hand, Midori remains hand-fisted, but everyone on this scene knows that he can instantly get his money through an apport.

"You have no chance of winning. Why are you making me do this?

On the side slightly away from the confronting true and Midori, I asked Yukiko tirelessly standing side by side.

"I don't know why..."

Put down the swollen napsack on your breasts and tired answers with a careless look.

"If you're incapable of witchcraft or witchcraft, does Aizawa really win?

"Martial arts alone...... Midori is up there. Even if true uses guns..."

Tired of opening the mouth of a knob sack. Sachiko peeks at what's in it. I could see something like a water bottle in a plastic bag, but I didn't understand what that was.

Okay, let's go.

Midori shows her teeth and laughs. Black ribbon tie stretches and hits true.

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Truth is, I don't want to move and twitch this, I try to shake it off with my empty right hand. Occasionally the ribbon is tangled in multiple true right hands and even eaten into the meat.

(Unlike me, that kid was able to react to that ribbon speed. Why did you dare eat that?

A true right hand was suddenly engulfed in flames when Yukiko wondered if there was any real plan.

"Ugh, hey!"

Midori raises a protested voice. The wrapped ribbon was instantly burned by the flames.

"I heard that from tiredness. That ribbon is alive."

Yukiko immediately guessed what true that dialogue meant.

"Is that the monster that she made?

"Yeah, it's a ribbon-shaped... organism. Didn't you notice?

Tired of answering Lucky Son's questions.

"Heh heh heh heh heh my sweet butcher....... this is a bit of a head start"

Midori shrinks the unburned part of the ribbon and returns it to the collar. That grin turns into something that caught my eye.

"Is Butcher the name of that ribbon?

"Sounds like..."

Lucky and tired, on the other hand, were inadvertently spilling laughter.

The fire was out of my true right hand. The leather part of the uniform from the elbow to the front is also completely burnt, revealing black, thick gloves covered from the inside to the elbow. The truth is that he wore gloves of even more heat resistant materials under his white shirt.

(Ask your ancestor if he feels he's been working on a lot of measures, this)

Midori immediately decides that only by inflaming his arm against the ribbon.

"So how do we prevent this guy?"

After a word of whining, Midori begins to concentrate on her spirit for her surgery.

"Tired -"

The truth that perceived the sign calls the name of tiredness and holds hands in the direction in which it is. Tired hurries to take something like a water bottle out of the napsack and throws it to the true one.

Truth was, when I received it, I quickly opened the lid and threw it at the surprise of Midori.

Be alert to the explosives, Midori interrupts the procedure and jumps back and forth a great many times to get the distance. But even if it's like an explosion, I don't think it's very powerful. At least you can't use anything that's harmful to the truth or tiredness.

Fluid floods through the water bottle and wets the floor. At the same time, the spectacular stench stuck around him, and Midori changed his complexion and held his mouth down.

Midori repeatedly reincarnated and had various experiences, but never smelled any worse. The nausea cannot be suppressed, and the objects inside reflux the esophagus with tremendous momentum from the stomach. The diarrhea flooded through the fingers of his hand holding his mouth, and he put his hand on it and pummeled the revulsion.

Don't miss the gap, but make an intermission with Midori at once. Midori also expects it, raising her tearful face and looking to the truth, instantly letting her port the wooden sword of the sword on hand.

A true sword is plunged as it is placed on the sheath. Theory of swordsmanship in Shizuno, also to be said, is a preemptive blow by poking.

I was able to afford it if it was only normal, but the reaction was delayed after being targeted during vomiting.

The thrust released for Midori's dovetail hits the flank. The disfigured Midori still waves the sword, and the stone bump pays his true right leg. Truly disfigured in a one-tempo way from Midori, the two of them dressed in a graceful way.

Naturally, Midori, who collapsed first, regains his position first and turns to the truth. While there was damage, because of the bad smell, Midori couldn't move as much as she thought, but she could move on to the next move before it was true.

"Cannibal Fluorescent"

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