A cross-dressing anime, starting with Kaguya-sama: Love Is War.

"That's right! In the Hunter's Forest, he's blind and deaf! He can only passively wait for Kirihara-senpai's fatal blow!"

On the field.

Lynn stood still, looking around.

Those so-called forests and ancient trees were nothing more than distorted light and shadow in his eyes, but they did greatly interfere with his vision and hearing.

The air was filled with a damp, earthy scent, completely masking any lingering odor from the opponent.

He felt as if he had fallen into a completely isolated prison.

"How's it going, 'kid'?"

Kirihara Shizuya's mocking and malicious voice seemed to come from all directions at the same time, sometimes near and sometimes far, making it impossible to determine its exact location.

"Can your fist shatter the air?"

"It's a shame I can't see your fear here."

"But it's okay, I will slowly, bit by bit, take everything away from you!"

call out!

A barely perceptible whooshing sound came from Lynn's blind spot to his left rear!

It was an arrow coated with a paralyzing agent, silent, cunning, and ruthless!

Lynn didn't turn his head, but only slightly turned his body to the side.

The arrow grazed his neck, sending a chill through him.

"Oh? That's a good response."

Kirihara Shizuya's voice carried a hint of surprise, but more so a cat-and-mouse-like pleasure.

call out!call out!call out!

The next moment, three arrows came from three completely different directions.

At the same time, they fired at Lynn's upper, middle, and lower flanks, sealing off all his escape routes!

Lynn frowned slightly, his body leaning back at an incredible angle.

At the same time, his right leg whipped out like a whip, accurately kicking away the arrow that was aimed at his lower abdomen.

The other two were easily slapped away by his palm.

The whole process was smooth and incredibly fast.

However, in the eyes of the audience, this passive defense is ultimately not a solution.

"See that? He's completely under control!"

"We can only defend passively! At this rate, our stamina will be exhausted sooner or later!"

"Kirihara is too strong! This is true assassination art!"

Calls for support for Kirihara grew louder and louder.

They could almost see the scene of the new student being pierced by countless arrows, collapsing helplessly to his knees.

"Give up, you've already lost!"

Kirihara Shizuya's voice echoed through the illusory forest.

"Every breath you take, every heartbeat you have, is under my control."

"Soon, you will be exhausted from fear, and then I will cut your throat piece by piece, like I'm handling garbage!"

0...Requesting flowers...0

Lynn looked around, his handsome face showing an undisguised annoyance.

"A boring trick."

If it's outside, then Lynn needs to think about it.

But what's the point of hiding like that on the field? Why not just launch an attack covering the entire area?!

"You think that by hiding in these false shadows, I won't be able to find you?"

"Too naive."

"Since you enjoy playing hide-and-seek so much, I'll set the whole playground on fire for you."

....................

Lynn slowly raised her right hand, and a tiny, insignificant orange spark appeared at the tip of her index finger.

The spark was small and faint, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

Upon seeing this, Kirihara Shizuya was first taken aback, then burst into even more arrogant laughter.

"Hahahaha! I heard that your innate spirit armor is fire-based, but your magic power is only F. With such a tiny flame, do you think you can use it to light a cigarette?"

"This is hilarious! This is your trump card?"

His laughter abruptly stopped.

Because Lynn, very quietly, snapped her fingers.

"Snapped."

The sound was crisp and clear.

next moment.

Centered on Lynn, golden-red flames erupted in all directions without warning!

The sea of ​​fire instantly engulfed the entire arena floor, surging and rising wildly upwards!

The so-called "Hunter's Forest," with its towering ancient trees,

The tangled vines and the thick fog couldn't withstand the absolute heat for even a second!

All the distorted light and shadow, all the cognitive interference, evaporated, shattered, and vanished into nothingness in an instant!

The arena has been restored to its original appearance.

However, the arena had now become a veritable sea of ​​fire!

179. This must be a scam.

In the audience, the senior students who had been talking big about how strong Kirihara Shizuya was to their juniors were now gaping with their mouths agape, their faces ashen.

The younger students around him looked at him with suspicion.

Is this what you call the art of assassination?

Are these the blind and deaf people you were talking about?

Your house was burned down in a fire?

Inside the VIP viewing room, Shinguji Kurono held a fresh cup of coffee, a playful smile on her lips more pronounced than ever before.

"Using pure energy to forcibly evaporate the distorted space and light and shadow..."

"It's so simple and straightforward that I like it."

Yuri Oreki, who was standing next to her, had already stopped talking and could no longer utter "705U.COM".

He just stared intently at the figure surrounded by a sea of ​​fire on the screen, as if he were watching a demon god descending to earth.

In the middle of the inferno, a figure staggered out, his face covered in soot and several strands of his hair singed, looking extremely disheveled.

It was none other than Kirihara Shizuya!

His invisibility has been broken!

It was brutally broken in a way that he could neither understand nor accept!

"You...you bastard..."

Kirihara Shizuya stared intently at Lynn, her eyes filled with shock and resentment.

His greatest asset, the [Hunter's Forest] that he was so proud of, is gone just like that?

Lynn stood on the other side of the sea of ​​fire, the golden-red flames gently licking his trouser legs, yet unable to harm him in the slightest.

He didn't even change his posture; he still had his hands in his pockets and looked completely bored.

"The game is over."

Lynn's voice rang out calmly.

"No! Not yet!"

Kirihara Shizuya let out a hysterical roar!

He can't lose!

"I'll kill you!"

Kirihara Shizuya's eyes were bloodshot as he drew several black, diamond-shaped shuriken from his waist.

With a flick of his wrist, these poisoned hidden weapons transformed into a deathly shadow, sealing off all the space around Lynn.

At the same time, his figure blurred again, using the interplay of firelight and shadow to attempt a final stealth attack.

This was his last vestige of dignity as a "hunter," and his final struggle.

However, Lynn simply stood there, without even taking her hand out of her pocket.

Just as those shuriken, powerful enough to pierce steel plates, were about to touch his body, he merely shifted his body slightly to the side and twisted his waist.

All the hidden weapons flew past him by the slightest margin, grazing his clothes and embedding themselves in the wall behind him with a clang, emitting wisps of smoke.

"what?"

Kirihara Shizuya's figure appeared from an unexpected corner, his face filled with utter disbelief.

"too slow."

Lynn's voice rang in his ears.

not good!

Kirihara Shizuya's hair stood on end instantly. Without thinking, he thrust his sword fiercely in the direction from which the sound came!

But he missed.

There was nothing there.

"Here...".

The sound came from another direction.

Kirihara Shizuya whirled around, only to be met with an unremarkable fist.

That fist didn't look fast, nor did it contain any earth-shattering magic.

It hit him in the face so simply and directly.

"Oh!"

A dull thud echoed throughout the venue through the microphone.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, Kirihara Shizuya's face visibly sank inward.

Immediately afterwards, two blood-streaked teeth, mixed with a mouthful of blood, spurted from his mouth.

It traced a parabola through the air before finally landing with a "thud" on the scalding hot ground.

Kirihara Shizuya's body slumped backward, crashing heavily to the ground. After convulsing twice, she completely lost consciousness.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

The audience, who were cheering for Kirihara Shizuya just a moment ago, now seemed to have been collectively choked, unable to make a sound.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene.

Watching the man slowly retract his fist, even shaking his hand in boredom.

Looking at the "hunter" lying on the ground like a pile of mud, his life hanging in the balance.

Is it over?

That's it... over?