Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

"What a rude swordsman."

"Why, gathering here like gangsters, will it give you a sense of security that is superior to others?"

"The offenders."

Someone walked out from the crowd of onlookers, speaking very arrogant words in a very calm tone.

When these people heard such sounds, as well as the sounds of their companions being beaten, their faces turned gloomy and they cast vicious glances at the person behind them.

"Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"

The first one who couldn't hold back was the guy with the crew cut, and a short sword-like spiritual outfit appeared directly in his hand.

He's very fast.

The whole person was like an afterimage, about seven or eight meters away, and was passed by him in an instant.

Moreover, he did not accelerate in a straight line. He actually changed his direction of movement while moving at such a high speed. He came directly behind Haramura Makoto, holding the dagger in one hand and pushing the handle with the other hand, and stabbed towards Haramura Makoto's waist and abdomen.

"It's still somewhat rational."

The moment Haramura Makoto said this, the short knife that could have instantly pierced Haramura Makoto's waist and abdomen strangely stopped a few centimeters in front of Haramura Makoto's waist.

"boom--"

A merciless kick hit his knee. While screaming, the man fell directly to the ground because he lost the support of his knee.

"You used the illusion form, so you saved your life."

With his hands firmly on the head of the little brother with a crew cut, there was only calmness in Haramura Makoto's eyes.

It was as if he had gone through this process countless times.

"Now I say you are just a bunch of scum, do you have any objection?"

His eyes were calm, but his tone was full of gunpowder.

How should I put it? This is completely different from the atmosphere Haramura Makoto usually displays. The current Haramura Makoto is filled with a sense of oppression.

It was totally unlike his usual easy-going self, at least that’s what Stella thought now.

However, she was not disappointed by Haramura Makoto's drastic change. Instead, she looked at Haramura Makoto with shining eyes.

Even though it's old-fashioned, even though she is very strong.

But when there is danger like this, the person you love comes out to protect you, which is simply a dream-like scene.

"You guy."

"Dare to attack us."

"Let's go together and teach him a lesson."

The remaining five or six followers, even the guy with an axe who was originally confronting Kurogane Ikki, turned around and swarmed over.

Kurashiki Kōto was standing at the back with a cold look on his face, he turned from staring at Ikki to looking at Haramura Makoto.

"Really? The level of garbage is all the same."

Seven or eight thugs rushed over at the same time. Although they outnumbered them, they did not cooperate at all.

In fact, there were only four attacks that could hit him in the first moment.

The remaining attacks were all wasted.

Yes, this is the same thing he did in Academy City.

A bunch of scum who only know how to hang around all day, relying on the little power they have, act recklessly and create chaos everywhere.

Why did he set up the Scorpio organization at that time?

It is because there is a group of capable people who feel that they are capable and superior to ordinary people and the weak, so they can bully and humiliate the weak at will.

Because they are strong and they hold power, they can do whatever they want.

This was his original intention in establishing Scorpio.

Now when he saw this group of guys, he felt like he was back in Academy City and saw that group of trash.

Knives, swords, fists, brass knuckles, and spears!

The moment many weapons approached Haramura Makoto, they were imbued with the power of time and slowly moved forward.

"what!"

"boom!"

"vomit!"

He then swung out the blood-red sword.

Haramura Makoto slashed out with the back of his blade, demonstrating what Ikki Kurogane had described as an exceptionally flexible wrist. Without moving his feet, he drew a path in front of him that was beyond ergonomics.

The first henchman jumped up, and Haramura Makoto hit him on the thigh with the back of the knife, knocking him away with force, and also knocking away the gangster who was shooting behind him.

Then it accelerated instantly, and the blade floated diagonally downward, instantly cutting across the arm of the gangster wearing brass knuckles who was punching out.

The intensity of the attack in the illusion state was enough to make him faint for about ten seconds.

"Ten times faster."

The sword-cutting skill instantly accelerated the body, causing Haramura Makoto, who already swung the sword very quickly, to swing the sword directly, making a resounding sound.

It was as if a whole row of blades suddenly appeared in front of Haramura Makoto, and the remaining few people were swept away.

This is what Ikki Kurogane called Haramura Makoto's skill that makes him a natural swordsman.

A normal swordsman swings the sword, sheathes it, and then swings it again.

After all, a normal human wrist and arm can only maintain one direction when moving, and it is basically impossible to forcibly change the direction during movement.

A swordsman who has undergone long-term training can force a horizontal sword move to be changed into a vertical one in an instant, and the speed of swinging the sword will not slow down while changing the move.

This is why wrist flexibility is so important.

Why is it that Makoto Haramura's natural talent is envied by Ikki Kurogane?

Without any training, he could naturally change direction three or even four times while swinging the sword.

That’s not all.

In addition to his own special abilities, he can also control the speed of the knife during this period.

Mixed in there are the fast sword and the slow sword, two different types of swords.

The sword moves are weird, the sword speed is weird!

This is Haramura Makoto's sword.

"Get down."

It was not until now that the shark-faced Kurashiki Kōto finally spoke up and told his useless subordinates to stop doing useless work.

"It's really interesting that there are two swordsmen."

He spoke in a defiant tone, but his face showed excitement.

He first turned his gaze towards Kurogane Ikki.

"Even though he is very weak, he can instantly find his weaknesses and use his skills to make up for them."

Then, he shifted his attention to Haramura Makoto.

“It’s very similar to me.”

"You really are a lot like me."

Kurashiki Kōto laughed wantonly and happily, like a hungry predator seeing its prey, staring at Haramura Makoto with burning eyes.

"His swordsmanship is terrible, but he has the qualifications that those guys dream of."

"But are you systematically learning swordsmanship?"

That’s right, Kurashiki Kurato, every swordsmith has his own name.

His name is very interesting, it is called "Swordsman Killer".

Because he is not a swordsman, he can fight with the swordsman in the cross-field where the swordsman is most proud, and defeat him, thus frustrating his self-esteem as a swordsman.

All he relied on was his strongest reflexes.

In close combat, the most important reflex nerves.

No matter what kind of strange sword moves, he can react and catch them with his reaction nerves.

"Never mind, it doesn't matter. I'm already thoroughly excited."

“Talent versus talent.”

"Let's have a fight."

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"Da da da da da-"

Just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight, the sound of submachine guns was heard.

The sound of gunfire came from far away and reached the ears of everyone in the restaurant at the moment.

The sudden change made the whispers of the guests who were gathered around and brave enough to watch the fun come to an abrupt halt.

"You bastard, it seems you are lucky to have survived."

Things have taken a different turn. Haramura Makoto naturally couldn't waste time here with a piece of trash, and went straight back to the camp of Stella and Kurogane Ikki.

"Humph, I'll let you know what fear is later."

Although Kurashiki Kōto behaves like a gangster, he is still a swordsman after all.

He is a qualified swordsman at least on the surface. He knows what he should do at this time. At least he knows such small things.

"spit--"

Kurashiki Kōren, who had no image at all, or had never had any image to begin with, spat on the ground and glanced at his younger brothers with his vicious and ferocious face.

"You guys are back."

"What do we do now?"

As soon as Haramura Makoto returned to Stella, Stella asked Haramura Makoto in a low voice.

"Let's wait and see how things develop and determine how many terrorists there are."

"To avoid any omissions that would give terrorists the opportunity to carry out mass killings."

Makoto Haramura has dealt with and experienced similar incidents too many times.

Perhaps even the older detectives have not experienced as many kidnapping cases as he has, his experience is simply too rich.

"I see."

Stella responded quietly.

Fear gradually spread around, and ordinary people seemed to have no idea what to do.

The next moment, the door of the restaurant was kicked open.

A dark figure suddenly broke into the restaurant. He pointed his submachine gun at the sky and fired bullets.

All of a sudden!

The sound of bullets spraying.

The sound of glass breaking.

The screams of the people.

All mixed together, it seemed particularly harsh, but for the terrorist who broke in, it was the best reward. He curled the corners of his mouth with satisfaction and shouted to the people in the house in a rough voice.

This man has a rather sturdy physique. Even though he's wearing such a thick combat uniform, his bulging muscles can still be seen.

The threat to life makes everyone feel at ease.

No one wants to disappear from this world because of useless chatter.

On the other side, Kurashiki Kurato obviously had the same idea as him.