CH 150

A pitch-black space spread out before me. Floating there are the numbers 5053, 5052, 5051 and decreasing.

「(So this is what it’s like to faint…)」

Right. I fainted. I don’t really know what it’s like to faint in the real world, but, well, it’s a game…

「(Maybe this numbers is the amount of time it takes to recover from fainting?)」

Outside, the sounds of fighting between Suzu and the man are echoing. I’m worried that it’s mainly metal noises, but I’m sure Suzu will be fine…

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──Ryoka’s side

「Haa!!」

「Ku… !」

Hmm… This situation is not good… I’m on the defensive… Even if I try to do something about it and fire [Discharge], he’ll sense it and run away before I can do anything… Ugh~…

「What’s the matter? You said all those things, but you’re still on the defensive」

「…」

But even if I wanted to engage in close combat, of course it’s obvious that my professional opponent would be many more skilled than I am as an amateur… The only means of attack I have now is [Discharge]. I might as well increase the variation of my skills so that if I fall into a situation where I can’t use magic anymore, I’ll be fine… Well, I have to get out of here alive first, though!

「Huh? Are you ignoring me?」

「…」

「Ara-ra. I totally hate that!」

──Shupapa!

The attack is even faster than before. I was thinking, I don’t take that much physical damage now… ! As long as I protect my vital points, the damage I receive won’t be too much, so I might be able to do it!

… Let’s do close combat.

「Ooh, another close combat imitation? As I said before, you’re not cut out for close combat!」

「… I know that! Haa!」

──Gakin!

The man asks why while attacking me, I take one step forward while shouting and catch his knife with my left arm. This caused a scratch on my robe, which is my equipment, but I couldn’t care less about that right now.

──Doko!

「U! … Don’t you want it?」

I punched the man in the face who had lost his temper… I meant to, but it didn’t seem to work that well. I’m pissed off about it, but that’s not what I’m really after.

「[Discharge]」

「Wha───!?」

───Bachin!!!!

「Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!」

──Bachin!!

「Guoooooooooooo!!?!??!!!」

「This one’s for Aya too! [Discharge]!」

──Badjin!!

「Gunuuuuuuuu!?!??!」

「There’s more! [Discharge]!」

──Badjidji!!

[Discharge], progressively becomes more and more powerful. It can only be stacked up to a maximum of 5 times, but it is still considerable.

「───Last! And last but not least, for Aya! [Discharge]!」

──Bachin!!!!!

「U!!! … ae…… a…」

「Fuu! That’s refreshing! Ah, that’s right! Where’s Aya!?」

「……」

「…… At least it looks like she’s alive… That’s good…」

「(It’s kind of weird that I’m conscious but I can’t tell her…)」

「Hmm… I don’t think it would be obvious if we kissed here…」

「(Eh? No way!? You’re going to kiss me!? Here!? There’s a certain TPO, you know… !)」

TL. TPO – time, place, occasion

While I was thinking about this, the presence of Suzu, which I could feel through a single eyelid, was getting stronger.

「(Oh, but it’s Suzu… it’s okay… right… ?)」

Ayane, who is easily influenced, accepts Suzu’s kiss…