Separating from Junko and True Two, Akiko heads to one of the places considered suspicious.
After walking for a while, it caught Akiko's eye that blood marks were dripping down the hallway floor.
There is not as much blood. Akiko goes down the hallway, as if to follow the bloodstains. The division along the way also leads to those who continue to have bloodstains.
It is unclear whether the wounded are enemies or allies, but allies will have to help, and if they are enemies, a good opportunity to stab a stomach.
Where he bent with little vigilance around the corner, he saw a blue ball of flame appear in front of him, and Akiko rushed back around the corner to dodge the blue fireball.
"It's good to hold the firecoat..."
Akiko shrugs. Even if you don't pull it out of the sheath, as long as you hold it with your hands, the firecoat will empower Akiko.
"Uh, it's a shame already. Well done, I guess. I've been bending the corner with dignity."
There's a teasing voice. Now on guard, Akiko slowly advanced through the bend.
At the end of the hallway was Jeffrey Allen, a man dressed as a fortune-teller. Blood stains were caused by injuries to the leg in the earlier battle against the truth.
"There was a report of a raid of a woman swinging a short knife in Goslori's crazy outfit, but this guy -. I can feel some unusual spirits."
Jeffrey gazes at the pattern of the knife that Akiko holds in his hand.
"It's a high level of resentment. And it's interesting to know it's connected to the owner."
"You know that much?
Akiko was surprised not least that Jeffrey had even broken into the relationship between herself and the firecoat.
"Even now, you're soaking up to the top of your head in the paranormal realm. Mm-hmm. I'm very interested. I'll kill you and make that sword mine."
To Jeffrey, who proclaims so, he was Akiko, who wanted to say something back, but he could not think of any attentive dialogue, so he silently pulled out his firecoat and set up.
I did hear gunshots coming from inside the library room when I passed near the library room.
Open the door. Small library, but no one here yet. There are people - it's the library in the back where the battle is taking place.
A peek inside through the gap between the library doors reveals Masami Toriyama and three people, Shibuya Ten Nights and Yunzuka Ko. There is even the appearance of a detained boy, whose shaking was trying to help him from the confines of the subspace, but has been enlightened by the righteous beauty that is right on his side.
The truth is, I pulled out the gun and shot him. Not the usual pistol. This is a special machine pistol that Junko made to truly match.
About the same time I shot him, Masami was moving. Shortly before shooting, Masami reacted to the true signs, glancing at the entrance, which she did see. The back cover of the book on the bookshelf is worn.
"I'll take care of this. You guys go."
He stood at the entrance leading to the library room and told the truth in his outfit with his gun on.
"Seniors!
The shake becomes full of joy and gives a joyous voice.
"Oh, that's fine. I was truly stopped by Aizawa, so I have an excuse. Look, you guys need to help this guy and get going."
Ten nights and shaking are bewildered by Masami's unexpected dialogue.
"I told him to leave this place to me. He says he'll miss it, too, and it's convenient."
True to say it while looking at Masami.
"What!? Wait, seniors. I don't care how many seniors this guy is."
Shaking exposes confusion.
"You think I'm gonna lose? Don't worry about the crap, do what you do. Trust me."
It was true to try to convince the shake by daring to speak in a confident tone rather than the usual pale way of speaking.
"Yeah, okay. Careful, seniors."
The shakers still seemed worried, but still obeyed the true word honestly, pulling the boy who had been captured into the subspace and disappearing as he was.
"Long time no see. So, what kind of blow did you miss me by?
Truth asks with curiosity.
"I just told you. I hate this job, but I can't help it because it's my job."
"You said something similar before... And this time, you're blatantly giving up your job, okay? While I was holding you back, didn't you do enough to stop whoever was trying to help you?
Listen to Masami's answer and ask even more as she truly thinks of herself laughing bitterly.
"You know, don't they often say you can't read the air? They tell you, don't they? Junko and I look a lot like each other. That's what I think we should do. That's why I decided to do it. You know, I'm gonna poke at that on purpose, seriously, I'm gonna white-?
"Then why did you take such a nasty job?
"Because I didn't know it would be such a nasty job until after I took it on. I can't believe I'm going to let people join me. It's a magic pump."
"You should be more specific about your job in advance. Why can't you be sure?"
I wanted to say he was the one who wouldn't learn, but it was true to keep him out of my mouth that far.
"Because it's troublesome. It only said bodyguard recruiting, and I didn't question anything about it either. But I wouldn't have taken it if I knew it was their job. But I took it, so what can I do now? You can't throw a job on the way out. But it gets to my head. I want you to be the first to know what kind of organization it is."
Truth is, this guy is the type of guy who never reads instructions.
"You're wrong to get a job that doesn't even say who your client is."
"Yeah, I'm starting to think so now, too. I could learn one thing. One thing made me smarter. I got a new glow. So, Makoto Aizawa. I need a favor from you. I wonder if you could do something to get rid of me and help all the others, the people who are being captured here. I've already got a job, so I'm not going to do it."
Truth is, for some reason, something hot creeps up in the authentic language of how you're really saying it, not kidding.
(I don't want to kill this guy if I can. But I'm definitely not the right person. I'm in trouble)
True to imagine yourself laughing sarcastically in your head.
"I'm fine. They're in charge of helping. You can leave it to those guys."
"Oh well. Good. Now I can hit you with peace of mind, can't I? I feel like I lost it asking you to knock me down. Either way, I won't deliberately lose or anything."
(I can't believe I don't want to kill you this way, I feel lost)
True to sigh in your head.
You're not like me back then.
Though tsunami, the true body is slightly trembling.
(This is how we're obviously just confronting each other. He's a lot stronger than me.)
(It sure seems so ~. True brother, you can experiment from the start ~ huh?
Midori, who sees Masami from a true perspective, asks in her true head.
(Just a little later. First, I want to see how much the difference between me and him has narrowed and how much open it still is.)
(Up and about. Good luck ~)
Shortly after Midori cheered, he set it up from the truth. Five bullets continue to spit from the machine pistol.
Masami plays two of those shots with a twist, while taking steps at high speeds to the left and right, without trying to use the gun, and comes close with a true look.
(Determining that guns are unfavourable due to differences in firepower, have you come to challenge the melee?
With that in mind, True stopped shooting guns immediately and took the stand to prepare for the melee.
Masami steps into her attacking range and sticks out her true chest.
Truth is, I turn my body aside and squeeze, but even from the true one, I approach the counter with a sense of authenticity, and I get beaten with a gun handle.
The truth is that when fighting fleshshells, you have to use your full body spring to attack.
Masami was anticipating it. With a sweback, when he sent a true attack swinging at his head, he predicted when his true whole body had stretched out, eating as many kicks as he wanted on his true torso.