Editing review, starting from Natsuki Subaru shocking the world

Reality is not a joke as some of my friends say.

Kamijou Touma is not an American comic hero wearing a tight suit. It is impossible for him to see the bullets flying from the front with his eyes and then dodge them, let alone deflect them with his body as strong as steel.

Therefore, there is only one choice to make.

Hey!

Kamijou desperately suppressed his instinct to become passive, and mustered up his courage to charge forward.

He was only a few meters away from Bai Dewei, and he could hit the other with his fist with just one step.

The only thing he could do was to move the hand holding the gun away before firing.

If the muzzle could be deflected slightly, the lead bullet would simply pass through the air.

Of course, there is actually another strategy.

Just by relying on flexible movement, he managed to forcefully twist away the gun that was within reach of Peter Wade.

"Come to think of it, why can't Touma do it? According to the games you usually play, isn't it said that the closest position... is easy to dodge? It's said that you can cause the opponent's magic to be evaded by moving?"

At this time in the Kamijou residence, Index, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.

It's just that the topic she talked about was embarrassing. Not to mention Touma himself, even Tsuchimikado would smile crookedly when she made any comments.

Moving like in a game!? Are you kidding me! This is a matter of life and death! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Kamijou Touma, who was watching on TV, was the only one who could relate to this. Even if he were asked to go into battle himself, he would not dare to act rashly after witnessing this situation!

(To catch up...)

Extreme tension causes abnormal perception of time.

The arms stretched out desperately, but their movements were anxiously slow.

(We have to catch up!)

Without changing his expression, Bai Dewei pointed the flintlock pistol at Kamijou.

The finger on the trigger moved.

The tiny piece of metal that could decide life or death moved.

The boy's heart ached violently and he couldn't help but scream out loudly "Oh oh oh oh oh".

Before this.

The tip of Kamijou’s right hand—the tip of his middle finger—slightly touched the muzzle of the gun with beautiful patterns. He could feel a slight resistance on his fingertips. It was like pulling up the fishing rod when a big fish was about to take the bait but hadn’t yet taken the bait. If there was any chance, the prey would break free from the hook and escape into the water. Everything would be in vain.

He swung his right hand sideways.

It was as if he wanted to push the hook, which was originally only lightly hooked on the fish's mouth, deeper.

Simultaneously.

Levinia Birdaway's index finger also completed the action.

Pull the trigger.

Click! The muzzle of the flintlock pistol moved toward Kamijou.

(……Why?)

Although Kamijou successfully avoided the impending death, a strong sense of foreboding spread within him.

That's right—

(Why was there no gunshot even though the trigger was pulled?)

"You've got it all wrong, idiot!"

Kamijou didn't even have time to tremble at the girl's voice.

boom!

With a heavy sound, the tip of the stone pillar that sprang out from the ground hit Kamijou’s chest. Rather than hindering his breathing, the blow almost broke the rhythm of his heartbeat.

“Cough…Puff!”

Although the boy tried to stand firmly, he lost strength below the knee. The blood flow disorder in the heart, the center of the body, spread to all parts of the body a beat late.

He could only try to keep himself from falling and try his best to maintain the strength of his other leg.

Then there was a heavy blow to the cheek.

It was a slap in the face, but in reality he was almost struck with the handle of a flintlock pistol. It felt like being struck with the butt of a hammer.

The blow made Kamijou dizzy and he finally fell sideways on the asphalt road.

He was like a puppet with its strings cut, and his movements seemed extremely weak.

Who would have thought! !

Another reversal!!!!

"This guy doesn't play by the rules. He holds a gun and uses it as a weapon to hit people!!!!" Touma in front of the screen was stunned.

Not to mention him, even many people who previously thought it was a fierce shooting battle were stunned.

Who the hell could have thought that the crucial and fatal blow that Peterson said would happen like this? It's just a joke!!!

However, what Peter Wei said later clearly showed that this move was simply a result of poor intelligence.

"At least investigate the gun's structure... This seems like a very demanding request for the Japanese? But at least you have experience fighting in the center of World War III."

Kamijou Touma was so dizzy that he couldn't keep his balance.

Kamijou suddenly lost his sense of who was up and who was down, and fell to the ground, struggling. Bertholdt observed him and spun his gun.

"A flintlock is a firearm that has to be loaded with powdered gunpowder and bullets from the muzzle. Although the flintlock part can be replaced with a detonator to shorten the operation process, the loading procedure cannot be omitted... Boy, do you understand? This gun cannot be fired simply by taking it out."

"quack……!"

"What I have been looking for from the beginning to the end is only the 'flaw' that can give you the decisive blow. It's no wonder that you will be distracted when something like this is pointed at you. After all, your body still remembers the pain and fear of being shot."

If you calm down and think about it.

Kamijou might also notice the problem with the structure of the flintlock. However, he couldn't give him time to think calmly. So he had to use this move unexpectedly in the supernatural battle and act before he could switch his mindset to fighting.

Whether you stand still out of fear or risk your life to grab the gun, the result will be the same.

Once his consciousness is focused on the elegant pistol, he can take advantage of this "flaw" and defeat him head-on with magic.

"Next-"

At some point, Bai Dewei's fingers were holding a small bottle, a small steel ball, and a thin stick about the same size as disposable chopsticks. The bottle was filled with black powder.

"Let me teach you how to use this gun correctly."

Bai Dewei pointed the muzzle of the gun upwards, poured the black powder from the small bottle, then threw the iron ball in as a lid, and finally inserted the thin rod into the muzzle of the gun, pressing the iron ball and powder inside inwards.

"Actually, you can't point this kind of gun down. But this isn't a cheap gun, so the bullets shouldn't fall out."

Bai Dewei threw away the stick and the small bottle and pointed the muzzle of the pistol at the fallen Kamijou.

"…Give up on Flora Cloydune. I'll give you a reason to give up. Indeed, you are the kind of creature that won't stop even if you are shot in the abdomen. So, what about your legs? Without the ability to move and the basis for your fists to bear your weight, this should be an excuse for you to lie in a hospital bed for a while."

"Hey……"

Perhaps the symptoms of the mild concussion were gradually easing, but Kamijou, who was still lying on the ground, looked up at Bertholdt's face with his hazy eyes. There was a hint of a smile on his face.

"You went to this extent because you felt that if you didn't do this, you wouldn't be able to make up for the sacrifices made in the Hawaiian Islands and Bagageji City?"

"So what if it is?"

"You've already admitted it, haven't you? You've admitted that you 'did something incredible'. If that's the case, then don't make the mistake of facing what you should face. Even if you capture Flora Chloeduny, lure out the demon god Othinus and defeat her, and successfully restore peace to the world, and billions of people thank you, you won't get any satisfaction at all."

"I've heard enough of your talk about relationships."

"is it?"

Kamijou panted and tried his best to speak:

"I can't understand those who want to save humanity purely by reason and efficiency. Because, isn't that just like waiting for the right moment? If you cite the easiest paper to handle, you will only come to the conclusion that 'there is no need to save humanity', right? There are necessary evils in maintaining the financial flow of society, and from the overall statistical point of view, the number is insignificant; and even if humans perish, after a long time, other system life forms with thoughts will fill the earth... If you look at it purely from a rational point of view, what's wrong with that? As long as it is reasonable, it doesn't matter if you don't save humanity, right?"

For the fallen Kamijou, the muzzle of Bertwei's gun was an absolute existence.

This time there would surely be no chance of jumping up and snatching that elegant pistol.

"Same. We are all the same. You save people because you want to save them, right? You seek the most appropriate principles and efficiency to do this, right? But you got it completely wrong. What you are doing now is like cutting off human flesh to share with everyone in order to save the hungry."

"Then what can you do?"

Simple and straightforward.

Bai Dewei's words went straight to the core of the boy.

"I don't know the organizational structure of the 'troublemakers', nor do I know their headquarters, and I don't even know who their leader is. Simply chasing after the members who are causing trouble all over the world to stop them will only lead to them being toyed with and causing more casualties. This is what you will end up with. In the example just now, you just left the hungry people alone and watched them fall to the ground."

"Maybe. No, probably."

Kamijou admitted honestly.

Acknowledge your own powerlessness.

"… People say that I fought the Right Flame alone and successfully ended World War III, but that was not achieved by my own strength. It was achieved by the people fighting around the world who successfully reduced the power of the Right Flame. What I can do alone is very limited, and my ideas alone are of no use to this vast world."

even so.

still--

"But, Patty. Even if my theory is naive, full of errors, and can be easily refuted, it doesn't mean that everything you say is correct."

"what?"

"If you have to cut off human flesh to save the hungry, why don't you get hurt yourself?"

Face to face.

Kamijou Touma looked directly at Levinia Birdaway.

Staring at something inside her.

"I have fought many people in the past. In the true sense, there is almost nothing I can do alone, so I have involved many people in danger... The reason why everyone is still willing to help me and the reason why I am still alive today must be because I was the first to speak and set an example, but you did not do so."

"I am a person who can only watch from the sidelines. I have no right to involve others? Accepting or not determines human life. Is this your conclusion?"

"To some extent."

Such an answer without hesitation surprised Bai Dewei a little.

Because she originally thought that Kamijou would refute it with a more superficial theory of human nature being good.

but--

"So, it must be very simple to give me an answer that I can accept."

Kamijou still lay on the ground and whispered:

"Don't worry about the Hawaiian Islands or Bagagegi City. Don't worry about the Spear of the Lord or Flora Cloydune, who was the last component to be produced."

The sound is very faint.

"If, you need these sacrifices anyway."

But with a strong will.

"If you need an environment where you can act on your own before things are resolved, and you are in a state where you cannot actively harm yourself."

It's just like--

Explain the most basic principles to children who don’t even understand simple principles.

"Then just choose me as the sacrifice. Obviously I can accept it if you do that."

Chapter 169. Enlightenment

This was said in a very idealistic way that was in line with Kamijou Touma's personality.

He doesn't need anyone else to make any sacrifices, nor does he want Bai Dewei to cause trouble for anyone else.

Since someone must be used as a sacrifice, then there is such a person in front of her at this moment.

An existence that does not wish to witness other people shedding blood and tears, and would rather actively participate in it.

This is so kind, so shocking.