Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

But Haramura Makoto cannot be considered normal.

(Stop thinking and let your body's actions take over.)

Just like Xijing Ningyin once told him, in close combat, using the brain to think before taking action will always be a step slower.

It's at this moment.

Haramura Makoto didn't think of anything in his mind. He just took a step forward. The moment the four snake swords hit him, his hands raised up without any warning.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang——"

Four slow and delayed sword chants were heard, and the four sword strikes were undoubtedly blocked.

"So this is all your spiritual outfit is?"

"It's already so monotonous that I feel bored."

At this moment, a murderous light flashed in Haramura Makoto's pupils, and a huge amount of magic power was surging around his body.

Now he has completely entered into combat state.

"However, it is impolite not to reciprocate. You have shown me everything, so I want to show you the results of my recent practice."

The moment he was overwhelmed by the fierce aura, Kurashiki Kōren even felt that the hairs on his body were standing on end.

Immediately afterwards——

Kurashiki Kōto's eyes blurred.

The intuition for close combat, which he had developed from long-term incursions into the swordsman's cross-field, gave him a frantic warning.

The next second.

"Chong-"

Haramura Makoto's figure seemed to have suddenly moved through space and came directly in front of Kurashiki Kurato, and chopped him down with a heavy sword with one hand.

With the help of his super-fast reflexes, Kurashiki Kōto directly blocked Haramura Makoto's attack.

The dark muzzle suddenly appeared from the left side of the sword, and as the trigger was pulled, three bullets were fired directly.

Very close distance, within two meters.

"With the speed of the bullet at such a close distance, who are you looking down on?"

Kurashiki Kōren's brows were furrowed with veins and he shouted loudly.

The bone sword stretched out again at a terrifying speed, and with three crisp collision sounds, the bone sword wrapped him up in a snake-like posture.

The spear is faster at seven steps away, and the swordsman is faster at within seven steps.

This has become a kind of law. Basically, any top swordsman who can master the cross-field can do this easily.

Although Kurashiki Kōto is not a top-notch swordsman, he can do this easily with his reflexes.

"The connection between the gun fighting techniques is still not very good."

Haramura Makoto's eyes focused, and he jumped directly into the air. While avoiding the bite of the snake head, another row of five magic bullets sprayed directly from the muzzle.

"what--"

The bullet blessed by Haramura Makoto's time power was even faster than the extremely close distance just now.

Kurashiki Kurato opened his mouth and revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

"Let me show you my unique knife-cutting skills."

"——Yamata no Orochi!"

Extreme danger emanated directly from Kurashiki Kurato. At that moment, it seemed that even the air had been shaken by the evil spirit.

Behind Kurashiki Kurato, there are a total of eight ferocious snake heads.

It used one body to split into eight heads, with a winding snake body that spread in the air, a gray bloody mouth opened, and bloodshot eyes staring, just like the monster in Japanese mythology, the Yamata no Orochi.

Kurashiki Kurato shook his wrist slightly, and the five snake heads that were constantly shaking suddenly moved.

"puff--"

It sounded a bit like a bullet hitting the water and being wrapped up by something. All the bullets shot by Haramura Makoto were swallowed by the snake head.

"Eight consecutive sword strikes gave me the illusion that my eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the sword swings."

"A bland trick."

He took a step forward with his left foot, and Haramura Makoto's waist sank down.

The gun in his hand disappeared, and the original one-handed sword-holding posture changed to two-handed sword-holding posture.

"By now, the result is actually very clear."

"Your ability to cut down a knife can no longer do anything to me, and I still don't know how to use my ability to cut down a knife."

"So, I will use this sword technique I just created last night to finish you off."

Kurashiki Kōto's hair stood on end and he acted instantly based on the principle of seizing the initiative.

The eight tongues of the Yamata no Orochi began to dance in an instant, and under his control, they quickly attacked Haramura Makoto.

then……

"Secret Sword——"

In an instant, Haramura Makoto's temperament suddenly changed, as sharp and dazzling as a knife.

The long sword drew a sharp trajectory like a flying butterfly, turned into a flash of light, and then seemed to split into two, slashing from three directions.

There was clearly only one knife, but it was split into three in an instant.

(This is an illusion. No, that's not right. This is definitely not an afterimage.)

(This is not just swordsmanship, it is a combination of swordsmanship and supernatural powers.)

"——Yan Fan!"

The name of the move was called out by Haramura Makoto at this moment.

The sense of danger was pushed to the limit at this moment.

--Danger!

--Danger!

Whether it was the experience accumulated from countless battles with other swordsmen, or his own sixth sense that penetrated the soul, it was telling him all the same.

Extremely dangerous.

The snake heads that were originally separated and scattered ferociously gathered together in an instant, entangled with each other, and twisted into a rope like a drill, which directly pushed towards Haramura Makoto.

"Break through it for me."

This is a cry from the heart, straight to the soul.

Magic power was like it was free of charge, and Kurashiki Kōto was madly infusing it into his spiritual outfit.

Kurashiki Kōto knew this very well.

This was not an attack that could be avoided. No matter how fast his reflexes were or how strong his intuition was, this sword was not something he could avoid.

There was no reason, he just felt that way.

So he chose to face the opponent head-on, with eight full-strength sword swings combined. He was confident that he could directly break through the opponent's sword skills.

"It's all in vain."

Along with this sigh, the pale sword light and Haramura Makoto's figure suddenly disappeared.

Kurashiki Kōto had no idea what was happening.

None of the three slashes were left intact, as all of them hit Kurashiki Kurato hard, cutting off his school uniform and slicing his flesh.

Blood splatters!

"Big Brother!!"

The younger brothers sitting nearby stood up and shouted in shock.

"puff--"

His body fell heavily to the ground, and Kurashiki Kōto suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"The victory has been decided."

With a light flick of the sword blade that was not stained with any blood, Haramura Makoto dispersed the spiritual equipment in his hand.

"Thank the current system for sparing your life, bastard."

Haramura Makoto looked at Kurashiki Kurato, who was still coughing up blood, with an indifferent look.

The three cuts just now cut open his chest, flank and thigh respectively, and the cuts were not deep, so it only looked miserable. In fact, it was not a serious injury for the swordsman.

Even with this kind of injury, the patient only needs to be pushed into the treatment chamber, stay there for a while, and then be discharged after staying in the hospital for one day.

To be honest.

According to Haramura Makoto's habit, if this kind of trash falls into his hands in Academy City, he will basically not see the sun tomorrow.

But helpless.

This world is very tolerant towards sword-wielders. Even terrorists will be given a chance to reform. For example, the behavior of Kurashiki Kōran is just that of a gangster, and it will not even be considered as a provocation. At most, he will be given a verbal education.

Therefore, Haramura Makoto must be careful when taking action.

Otherwise, what would have happened if these three knives were aimed at Kurashiki's neck and head?

"cough--"

Another mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of Kurashiki Kurato's mouth. Combined with the blood that continued to seep out of his wounds, a pool of blood was about to form on the ground where he was sitting.

"Space...sword...technique?"

It was just four short words, but Kurashiki Kōrin said it with great difficulty.

There was no other way. He was forcing himself to stay awake because of his strong will. It was because he was bleeding so much. Even if his injury was not serious, it would be difficult for him to stay awake with this amount of bleeding.

"Well, that's pretty much it."

"Take your boss and get out of here. If you delay any longer, it will take much longer to recover."

Perhaps it was because the boss was defeated at the moment, or perhaps it was because Haramura Makoto's aura was too intimidating.

The thugs didn't dare to make any moves. They carefully put Kurashiki Kōren, who had gotten the answer and passed out with satisfaction, into the ambulance and quickly left.

"Okay, Senior Sister, this dojo is now back in your hands."

After hearing what Haramura Makoto said, Ayatsuji Kunise was stunned at first, then she lowered her head and looked around at the familiar yet slightly changed scene. Memories of the past kept flooding into her mind, and crystal tears began to well up in her eyes.

"Um...thank you, thank you, Haramura-san."

Even though I cried, they were tears of joy.

"Nothing, just a reasonable deal. I will come visit again when your father recovers from his illness, Senior."

……

On the way home, feeling the gaze that was so hot that it seemed to burn through him, Haramura Makoto just felt a chill.

Goosebumps appeared all over my body.

"If you have any questions, just ask directly, Ikki."

"I feel a little disgusted when you look at me like that."

Haramura Makoto rolled his eyes at Kurogane Ikki who was looking at him in deep thought.

If Stella stared at him like this, it would feel pretty good, but being stared at like this by a grown man made him feel only disgusted.

"Hey, is this okay?"

"The confidentiality of sword skills is very important to a swordsman."

Ikki Kurogane quickly waved his hand to reject Haramura Makoto's words.

Any moves have weaknesses, and any sword-cutting abilities can be countered, so generally no one would expose their moves.

"It's ok."

Haramura Makoto also waved his hand.