4-05: -B: That’s Why He Made It in Time (5/5)

4-05: -B: That’s Why He Made It in Time (5/5)

It was curious if it was because the atmosphere about him conveyed that or it was out of relief, but no one among the girls called out to him.

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From the culprits perspective, however, his appearance here was an unexpected event, and he grew angry for being interrupted, but when he tried to figure out the identity and power of the intruder, the result took him aback.

S-Skill Rank S!?!?

He had realized the threat of the intruder, though whether that was to his fortune or misfortune was another matter.

So you gave your eyes the same ability as those cards. Clever.

Was it out of wariness, or was he simply that meticulous? Regardless, this alchemist was indeed much older than he looked since he seemed to have ensured that such a function would be present in all his dolls.

The Master of the Tenkorius is S Rank? What a crazy combination. Ha, ha ha, ahaha, I see, so thats how it is! Indeed, fu ha ha, this certainly fits the bill of a trump card! So you were waiting for him!

The armored doll with a childs face laughed as though it all finally made sense.

But that just added to Shinichis displeasure.

His claims were just too stupid.

Hah, you brat of a grandpa Have you already forgotten despite being responsible for all of this? Take a good look and remember Just who among them look like theyve been waiting?

!?

Dont make me laugh, Shinichi seemed to say with a mocking snort as he looked at the alchemist with cold eyes.

The alchemist shook from the depths of his soul and gulped.

It was they who fought, they who survived, and they who changed their own fate.

He was the living proof of that. That he made it here that was all on them.

You need to use the right words, you senile old fool. These girls won.

Then as though in complete mockery of him, Shinichi declared the battle won.

Taken aback, the alchemists youthful face twisted in discomfort.

Won? Brat, how dare you claim victory simply on account of being S Rank!

Is you brain ornamental? You lost the moment you failed to accomplish anything before my arrival.

The battle was not won because he arrived, the alchemist had lost because he couldnt win before he arrived.

His failure to produce results before Shinichis arrival was his defeat.

Or at least, thats what the boy said amidst sighs in a manner akin to that of a teacher teaching a dull-witted student.

I suppose someone as skilled you could absorb knowledge and experience straight from the brain.

Obviously. Even if were a ploy meant to divert my attention, I can still do it.

He figured that that must be the reason why Shinichi allowed his concealed stats to show, but Shinichi just feigned ignorance since it didnt matter.

It was a trivial matter to him, and he was even considering playing along, but

But as appealing as that idea is, its no fun.

The alchemist turned his attention to the fallen twins, Miya and Kaya.

The suppressed tension suddenly filled the air once more. They might have received treatment, but in the end, it was just first aid.

Nothing has changed the fact that the maids couldnt move well.

Shinichi glared at the alchemist, ready to crush anything he might have planned, but

Huh?

Someones confused voice resounded, and blood spurted.

A sharp blade descended, and flesh tore with the clothes, staining the floor in blood.

Everyone was speechless. For a moment, it was as if all sounds left the world.

The sight before them was that incomprehensible.

Shinichis back had been cut.

But anyone could be cut in a battle. He wasnt completely uninjured during the time they knew him either, in fact, he was often hurt, so the problem wasnt that he was wounded.

Unu?

Everyone was shocked, but Shinichi alone remained unperturbed.

Though he understood what had been done to him, he tilted his head in curiosity.

In that moment, more blood blossomed from him as a blade protruded from his abdomen.

W-Why!?

In a twist of irony, the second time actually served to rouse everyone for their state of breathlessness.

They looked not at the boy who had been hurt but at the person who hurt him.

Yes.

The problem was that the person who did it, who wielded that blood-stained sword, was none other than Stella.