Kanna no Kanna

I was so excited how stupid. I run with all my power towards the inn, while sharpening myself. It's not a joke to come back later. Hurry up and get back to your wallet and re-attack and I'm full of brains. Don't lick young impulses. It's not as soft as you can stay on.

Yes, it doesn't stop if you forget your wallet.

So.

"I'm not having trouble as if I was aiming for this stupid guy."

Jumping kick from too much approaching run. The aim is one of the unreachable people trying to bring a young woman to the back alley. The sole reached the temporal region, and the man who had received all of the kinetic energy blew off.

This short explanation should give you an idea of what is going on.

I jumped and kicked me. I blew the man and then rolled back brilliantly in the air, and decided a wonderful landing so that I could hear the sound. A perfect score out of 10. A little cleaner.

Shall we check the situation again?

There are six people around me except for me.

One of them is a pretty girl. The age is the same or around me from the face. The color of the hair is red that can be judged even in dim light. The color of passion reminiscent of a burning flame. And even though he puts on his robe and stops it in front of his body, the bulge of his chest is intense, even from underneath. Although slightly inferior to Real, it is a level that can not be compared a bit. This is a good weapon.

Needless to say, the other four are unreachables who are closing her mouth and closing her feathers. One of them has already blown off and is growing a little further away.

The five were frozen with their mouths open to the appearance of an intruder without any warning.

"T-te-me-tsu, what do you suddenly do?" "Noisy!"

A fist is screwed into the face of a handy man who returned to me quickly. He swung his arms while feeling the nose collapsed in reaction. The man fell behind with his nose squeezing and stopped moving.

"What, what is it? What are you doing?"

A man who was holding a girl squeezed a dead voice. I turn my anger expression at me who disturbed "Fun" and blew my friends away without asking questions. It is as good as the rest.

I was turned away by their anger.

"This guy ... I was trying to put my feet on the stairs of an adult."

Gin, aiming as much as possible at the remaining two men. The two men, who were in a state of anger, snapped their throats.

"I don't want to let you down! What's wrong with this young urge?"

Scream on the fist and raise the third chin from below. As the feet floated completely in the air and the toes touched the ground, driven by gravity, they collapsed as if they were dolls with no support.

"Damn"

The last one, the man who had restrained the girl, was cursed and stabbed her slim, caught in her arm, and pulled the sword from her waist out of the sheath. At this stage, I finally noticed that the other damn animals had a sheathed sword on their waist.

"Oh, you know who we are!" "Know! I'm just a countryman who came to this city today."

By the way, it is a little different from another world two weeks.

"I'm normal or not. I mean, I don't care what we do." "Sharap! I'm going to mess with my big-tits sister. At times, I'm going to be forced to look at the scene where I'm trying to forgive Nani, but I'm not going to be able to do anything without worrying about it. "" It's too unreasonable. That's eight hits .... " Bokeh "

Yeah, definitely eight. But in such a place, the person who said it wins.

"... I look closely, I don't have any weapons. Heh, did the young redneck just give an extra sense of justice? Yes, Nani is in a hurry."

A man grins as if he regained his calm while exchanging words. I'm sorry.

"Maybe he was one of the best in rural town. He was a frog in the well. This is one of the seniors who went out to the ocean and had to give advice. The tuition is your life --- ""

As I stepped in, I hit my hardened fist into my man's belly. Is it a long talk or an aho in front of the enemy?

Baggin!

"Gefetsu"

Rather than the feel of hitting meat, the sound of crushing something hard returns to the arm. No pain, but small surprise.

The man fell a few steps backwards, but he did not fall. I managed to squeeze over and over again, turning up the hem of my clothes. Then, from underneath, a wide wooden ring gushes and falls. It is shaped like a corset worn by noble women. It is a kind of armor worn under clothes. That sound is the cracked sound. It is wonderfully cracked from the part I would have beaten.

"Geho, Geho. It was useful if I wore it for something. It was a shame."

Seeing that the wooden corset was completely broken, some damage was passed, but most of it was undoubtedly invalidated.

Had Misaki Rib had broken every corset.

The man bears the little pain, but holds his sword as before.

"I'm not going to be careless anymore. I'll definitely kill you."

As the man says, the attitude is no longer alert. And I don't bring any armor like he pointed out. All armor purchased during the day is left in the inn. This is another small mistake. Whenever you go out, take one of your backs with you.

Certainly, there is no kind of armor at hand. And aside from being a man, the man holding a sword is in the hall, and will have his arms, though not as much as Real. In this case, you can't do anything with your bare hands.

"Die!"

A sword swinging down with a murderous momentum. If the arm is to be protected as it is, my body with that arm will be cut off before slashing.

But you will not forget.

The "secret method" given by the Great Ice Spirit.

-Gaggyintsu.

A hard metal sound blew through the dark night city.

The man stunned.

I imagine my slashing tears through my bare body, but it was hampered by "something clear and colorless" that covered my right arm.

Alright, strength looks fine.

"That's this!"

Anyway, the man was instantly caught up with the fact that his attack was prevented, and he immediately pulled his sword and launched Yokonagi's second strike. This reaction, not just training in back alley fights, comes from experience of taking a reasonable number of places. However, it is again blocked by a solid sound. An object of the same quality as covering my right arm appeared on my left arm and was preventing it as well.

The man who was prevented from the second shot looks as if facing a monster.

"Oh, you, magician?" "No, another."

He tries to push his sword barely, but the transparent material that covers my left arm--the icy back created by spiritism has no scars.

Shake off the sword that was blocked by the left arm, and once at a slight distance from the man. He took a big step forward and extended his right arm with his speed and weight. The man holds the sword horizontally instead of the shield with a quick reaction.

-Bo-Gyan.

Same as left, right arm covered with ice back. The blow broke the shield's sword in the middle, piercing the man's abdomen ahead. The man blew horizontally about four meters, then rolled on the ground for a while and stopped.

"-Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo clean"

After confirming that none of the gangsters had ceased, I lifted my stance and slammed both hands on the backs of the arms to stimulate the economy.

Apparently, the spirit art taught by the spirit woman is firmly rooted in my body. Even the opponent who killed him was able to follow the training with Real. A week in the village at the foot of the sacred mountain seemed to teach me the minimum skills needed to live in this world.

Release the ice back covering both arms with care. The ice shatters and shatters as the glass breaks, and plummets down onto the ground.

Okay, and I turned to the girl who was thrown away by the last one. I have to postpone it, but I don't want to be injured if I'm injured, and I just want to send it to my house just in case. The excitement of the lower body was radiated by knocking down the men. Adult stairs are very disappointing, but this time we will give up.

"For the time being, hurt."

Turn to the girl.

A pretty face was looking at me at close range.

"Wow, oh?"

I'm not that guy, but I'm dying a few steps back. But she didn't care about me, looking at my face, (possibly) at her arms, and looking at the ends of the backs of hands scattered under her feet--the ice gravels. She crouched down and grabbed one of the ice grains. His gaze was serious and powerful enough to make sure he did not miss all of his vision.

"I can't do it."

She muttered and she rose vigorously.

For some reason I was grabbed by my chest.

ー ー This is the first time that a woman in her first meeting has been caught in her chest.

"Hey, is it good?"

It doesn't matter, but the two peaches of the girl are hitting the breastplate as they are facing each other at close range. It is a soft but intense feel that the young impulses are likely to bring up again.

"Is this ice created by your magic?"

I thrust at all the pieces of ice I had picked up.

"Yes, the only way to create something from nothing is to use magic. But strangely, the life created by magic is very short. It will disappear. "

This woman suddenly started explaining. Hold your chest.

That's exactly what this redhead woman says. The magical artifacts created by manipulating them disappear as soon as the magic is over. In the case of a flame or the like, if it burns into something, it will continue burning, but the main fire will disappear when it loses its magic power. Up to this point, he was taught by Real and the old woman of spirits.

I got it. Here I noticed my mistake.

"Nevertheless, I can't feel the magic from this ice, but it's still in my hands, keeping its shape. What's the matter?"

As I struggle and conceal my inner heart, I say "disappear" to the ice without disturbing her expression. Then the ends of the back, including the ice in her hands, scattered all over the place, shattered and disappeared.

My spiritism and general magic are similar on the surface, but the inside is a different thing from the core. I forgot to be watched by my grandmother.

"Oh, it's gone. Did you use a very precise and accurate technique. Even if it was created by magic, the closer it is to reality, the less magic you lose I'll keep it in shape, but I'll still have more questions. "

Regardless of me who hasn't talked since I was grabbed by her chest, she continues.

"I'm so close, and I've seen it, but I didn't see any of the techniques you exercised. And only a handful of water magicians called the" ice "attribute. It's a very difficult technique that I can't learn. Even if I couldn't understand it, I would have understood at least the outline. "

The red-haired woman began to mutter herself with her hand on her chin, as if she was still buried in her thoughts while fixing her chest by hand. Since "magic" and "art" appear many times at the end of the words, it is likely that you are trying to magically interpret your own spiritism here. It ends with a word of "waste", but if you say it, it will be overwhelmed.

I mean, even though I helped me, the reward was grabbing my chest. I'm not going to say sorry, but what is this?

……… And, because of the feeling of the brutal and wonderful twin hills hitting my chest, I can't complain because irritation has been offset.

She doesn't feel anything malicious. Regardless of the etiquette, the phenomena in front of me just stimulate my intellectual curiosity. Looking back at her outfit, she looks like a general magician, with a robe over a light dress. However, the way the clothes are made and the patterns on the lining of the robes seem elegant to my eyes. Is it a young lady somewhere?

ー ー As the analysis proceeded calmly, the smell of trouble came. It's awkward enough to come across the scene of an attempted assault, but in a different direction. I remember the moon. It's very similar to the situation when that childhood friend brings trouble.

Not a joke. Even if summoning to a different world is full of hands, I can't stand it if I get involved in more trouble.

"Princess"

As my cold sweat rushed over my back, I heard multiple people kicking the ground with a sharp voice. Looking at the sound, three adventurer-like dressers rush down here. The gaze is straight, a redhead woman grabbing my breasts in a progressive form. It's probably eighty-nine of her.

This is an opportunity.

I thought it was bad, but I forcibly strip the redhead woman's hand from her chest. The red-haired woman, who responded to her voice and was paying attention to it, shouted, "Ah," but her hand left immediately.

"Well, now when you walk on the road at night, bring your parents."

I left a word, and ran in the opposite direction of the adventurers, of course. On the way, I felt that I felt a soft treading and a groaning sound like "Nugpo", which I don't think is of this world, but I concluded that it was definitely my fault, and I left. .