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Chapter 458 Don't laugh, you wouldn't last the second move either.

"Clam?"

—Words spoken in conversation are like spears piercing the chest.

At this moment, the Time Spirit deeply felt this. She considered herself to be quite well-mannered, but at this moment she couldn't help but want to shoot his temple repeatedly with her pocket watch musket.

This person's words are absolutely infuriating.

Even a one-star extreme uniform, when worn by a high school girl like Tokisaki Kurumi who hasn't undergone any training, could easily enhance her physical abilities to the point where she could crush a human skull with her bare hands.

Of course, its most outstanding feature is its protective capability; even a high-powered pistol shot at close range would hardly penetrate its life-saving dimension.

One star it is. Although she was reluctant to admit it, Kurumi knew that when she wasn't using her spiritual power, her stats weren't particularly outstanding, and she couldn't be compared to those who specialized in physical training...

It's just that this feeling of being at the bottom is hard for her, who has always been an excellent student, to accept.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's time for the ladies to change!"

The girl waved her hand, shooing away all the annoying guys, her face full of displeasure.

"Huff, huff."

Kurumi struck a pose in front of the dressing mirror and nodded slightly. Wearing a light brown striped coat and a matching deerstalker hat, which covered her alluring, snow-white skin, her original gorgeous, rose-like temperament transformed into a mysterious and unpredictable maturity, making people want to explore her secrets.

"--Hmm, hmm."

Kurumi Tokisaki is facing forward with a cheerful smile.

Although it's a bit boastful, as long as you pull your hat down low, cover your face with a high collar, sit in a coffee shop with a newspaper and a woman's pipe in your mouth, you'll look 98% like those private detectives in movies.

Sure enough, she preferred mystery novels to fighting comics.

"Then—let's begin the reasoning."

"Kurumi Tokisaki—a high school girl with a dark past, and a detective specializing in crimes involving magical artifacts. A 'magic bullet' fired from an impossible sniping position, striking the detective in the chest… Faced with mysterious incidents caused by magical artifacts that defy common sense, Kurumi's deductive journey is about to begin!"

No, who added the narration for me?

I have this feeling that I'm about to get involved in the "mysterious threatening letter" incident.

— Clap clap clap clap clap clap.

A burst of applause erupted from a short distance away.

Kurumi glanced at the crowd applauding for her and Jagi reciting an unfamiliar, strange script, her face flushing slightly. She began to explain, whether out of embarrassment or annoyance, it was unclear.

"Yes, it's normal to have a little hobby, isn't it! Enju... doesn't she like magical girls? And Miko likes wrestling shows, doesn't she?"

"She is a girl with a dzi bead."

Yeonju corrected him persistently, showing no embarrassment at being exposed.

To be honest, girls tend to go through puberty earlier. Enju, who is almost thirteen years old now, grows taller every day. She has already surpassed Shana, who was once neck and neck with her, and is now almost as tall as Kurumi.

If Kurumi were to walk with someone, who knows who might be mistaken for the older sister?

It's foreseeable that her growth and development will continue for quite some time. Whether it's due to ample nutrition and exercise, or the effects of her gastrulation genes, she will definitely grow much taller than expected...

Anyway, she's not the right height to be a magical girl anymore.

But looking at her, she doesn't seem to realize that she's reached an age where people would think "liking magical girls is childish," and perhaps she's never cared about that.

Her strength lies in her ability to openly and honestly pursue what she loves, without easily changing her mind because of the opinions of others.

Why are you dragging me into this?!

Yotsuya Miko, who had been standing quietly to the side, immediately protested upon hearing this.

She is a complete counterexample, possessing the delicacy and sensitivity of a normal girl, and caring a great deal about what others think.

After experiencing the drama of "Yakumo Yukari cleverly devising a series of schemes and mistakenly seeing her son dressed as a shrine maiden," she has some unpleasant memories. Now she is hesitant, indecisive, and indecisive, unsure of what to choose.

She can fight monsters hand-to-hand, and she can wear clothes that are more than three-star level, but the fact that the clothes have a life of their own is just weird...

She can accept the idea that the clothes are made of monsters, but she can't quite accept the overly exciting idea that the clothes are made of aliens—isn't there a girl like that in "Supernatural Armed Dangdang"?

However, if it's for the sake of strength...

Hobbies and preferences can all be ignored! Clothes that can greatly enhance physical abilities allow you to engage in brute force battles with monsters, directly clashing head-on and beating your opponents to a pulp!

Having been completely turned into a fan of intensity, Miko happily chose a set of seemingly unremarkable, plain... uh, ordinary school uniform.

Old-fashioned and conservative taste.

“I think it’s necessary to have San San give everyone a course on improving their fashion sense and teach them how to dress…” Jia Ji said, stroking his chin.

Kurumi's expression stiffened slightly, and she shook her head repeatedly: "Let's forget about it."

Although she was previously quite confident in her appearance, believing she was second to none and a trendsetting beauty...

But after arriving in Gensokyo and seeing all sorts of stunningly beautiful girls, her confidence waned slightly—even the legendary bald kappa youkai there was ridiculously cute!
And then there was the Moon Princess who had once made a deal with her; she was unbelievably beautiful, as if she were wearing a beauty filter at all times!

If I were to become the person I was before I became a spirit, I definitely wouldn't be as good-looking as the legendary Kaguya Houraisan. Even now, it's hard to say—losing to a girl who loves anime and manga would be a disgrace!
And now, she has witnessed firsthand the diverse and unique girls from various worlds, who have once again suffered blows of varying degrees.

Take Yukari Yakumo for example. Kurumi felt that no matter how hard she racked her brains to put together a combination, she could never mix and match such an exaggerated outfit as a nightcap and a long gi skirt as perfectly as Yukari Yakumo...

Not only is her race a yokai, but her clothing style is also yokai-level, which is unimaginable to ordinary people. It would be a bit difficult for her to give guidance.

Even Miko, who considered herself "ordinary," was remarkable in her eyes—the lines of her legs were breathtakingly beautiful, her muscles were sculpted through countless hours of training, her skin was crystal clear and fair, and her eyes were full of charisma…

Each of them has their own unique style and doesn't need me to give them any pointers.

Fortunately, it seems Jacques was just mentioning it casually and wasn't paying any attention to her at all, because…

"――――Balwisyall Nescell gungnir tron"

A girl named Hibiki Tachibana began to sing. She closed her eyes, turned the melody that came to mind into lyrics, and sang it out.

The incantation that caused the artifact fragments that form the core of the Symphogear system to resonate echoed through the air.

A dazzling light flashed, completely different from the transformation process of an elf, which Kurumi stared intently at—the energy generated by the resonance was fixed on the protective armor and transformed into an enhanced outer garment that allowed the suitable person to become a warrior.

The light expanded like a cocoon covering the girl, and in the next instant, the shimmering armor enveloped her tender skin.

"Is this Gungnir? It's amazing..."

His scarf fluttered in the wind, and he wore gleaming yellow armor. He clapped his wrist guards together and shouted with great enthusiasm.

"Master! Today is the release date of the new Twin Wings duo's CD—this is a first-edition bonus, and Kanade-senpai and Tsubasa-senpai also sent a lot of extras!"

"And this too, I specially recorded Chris-chan's hymn! It's really good!"

"There's so much more I want to say, but..."

A cheerful smile appeared on Xiang's face, and a similarly bold smile appeared on Jia Ji's face. They both knew what was about to happen.

"Before this..."

"Let me show you my progress first!"

"Let me see your progress first!"

Everyone present couldn't help but widen their eyes, watching intently—they all knew, more or less, directly or indirectly, about the power of Hokuto Shinken... some had even been severely punished by Jagi with his fists.

So, they secretly thought to themselves that it would be truly satisfying if one day someone could beat that arrogant Jagi to the ground.

One thing at a time, I'm truly grateful for his strong support, and I also genuinely want to see him suffer, it's just that no one was the first to make a move, but...

—The brave and fearless challenger has finally appeared.

"Go Hibiki!"

"Go! Let's teach him a lesson!"

"Hibiki, I'm exhausted!"

The audience instantly erupted in excitement. Spending too much time with Jia Ji would corrupt even the most quiet and composed person into a bloodthirsty spectator.

Of course, the entire circle suddenly became empty, because if you were accidentally hit by the aftershocks, you would lose the new outfit you just put on.

"bring it on."

Standing awkwardly, Jia Ji beckoned with his finger.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang took a step forward, his metal combat boots making a dull thud on the ground. The specially made ground cracked with spiderweb-like fissures, and a series of air explosions immediately rang out in the arena. A strong wind blew, causing everyone to take two steps back, their clothes fluttering and billowing behind them.

boom!
Kurumi Tokisaki's eyes widened. The golden clock kept spinning. She felt that the girl with fluffy short flaxen hair, who looked a little confused, suddenly transformed into an explosive bolt of lightning. Like a lion awakening, her aura changed drastically. The power of that punch was unpredictable and domineering.

Although they are both transformation-type characters, it seems like that punch from the other side could blast her to smithereens... Are there magical girls who specialize in close combat?
No wonder she said she didn't need the power of the Extreme Uniform after transforming; that surge in biological reaction was like a petite girl suddenly turning into a monster.

"Hibiki is in good shape."

Seeing that Zi was commenting from the side, Enju nodded in agreement.

They are no longer the novices they once were; at least in terms of close combat, they are seasoned veterans. Therefore, they could see that Hibiki's punches were not just relying on the original power of the relic, but were unleashing his full power.

The strong wind, like an arrow, formed a long white wave that shot out behind the girl, its momentum growing stronger and more terrifying with her advance.

If it was a bullet at first, it's now a cannonball. The domineering and powerful force is concentrated in the fist, and the energy of the punch is comparable to dozens of tactical missiles. Concentrated at one point, it is absolutely terrifying. It can even blow up a mountain! If it lands on the ground, it can even blast the newly built Instinct sign to pieces again!
But neither of them retreated or dodged; instead, they both sighed in unison.

"Unfortunately, it's still not enough..."

"That's not enough..."

When the fist with the mechanical gauntlets approached Jagi within a foot of him, Jagi was still standing with his arms crossed! It was as if he were asleep, completely unprepared.

Then, an unexpected phenomenon occurred—

A loud punch pierced through Jagi's body, going straight through from front to back. The air seemed to be suddenly split open like a transparent wall, turning into two waves that surged to both sides, creating a violent crashing sound.

However, it was not the flesh that was pierced, but the afterimage of Jagi.

The evidence is that Xiang heard the sound of air being cut, not the sound of something hitting his body.

"How on earth did they do that...!"

The afterimage vanished, and the real body disappeared as well. At that moment, Hibiki sensed his presence behind her. Before she could think, the girl whirled around and launched a swift uppercut, but Jagi had already abandoned his previous gentle demeanor, revealing a devilish smile as he stared at her. Then, he simply extended his right hand—

Boom!

The earth suddenly rose up.

"Huh?! What's going on?!"

The girl was thrown into the air, then her body slammed hard against the ground. In her fading consciousness, she felt the pain of her body hitting the ground and saw her master's figure at the edge of her vision. She finally realized her misunderstanding—it wasn't that the ground was rising, but that she had been knocked down.

With no way to stop them, they were manipulated at will, and the battle ended in an instant without any suspense.

It may seem unbelievable, but it is a state of extreme tranquility of mind, relaxation of body, and elimination of all evil thoughts—"a clear mirror and still water".

With Jagi's concentration, he could easily imagine the size of the ripples when an object falls into the water. Even if his vision was blocked, his other five senses in the dark would convey all the scenery to him. He could see through the sounds, the wind, and the breath.

That is to say, "Secret Technique: Water Shadow Heart"!
Like a phantom, it burst into the gap in Hibiki's attack and then easily crushed her with overwhelming power.

"Indeed, there's no way a disciple could be better than his master, hahaha..."

The smug laughter of one person made the audience turn their heads involuntarily. Knowing him well, if he were to accidentally lose, his current excuse would surely become, "There's no such thing as a master being stronger than his disciple..."

Using underage techniques to beat up a minor disciple, and then being so smug about it—

"Hibiki, so pitiful..." xN
(End of this chapter)