Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Frenda frowned, her small mouth agape for a moment, seemingly unable to find a suitable adjective to describe the feeling she had just experienced.

"Never mind, let's just..."

Kinuhata Saiai, who was running at high speed, suddenly stopped and grabbed Frenda, who was also running, and carried her on her shoulder and threw Fremia behind her.

"Chong-"

It happened suddenly, and Kinuhata Saiai made the above series of actions.

There was a bullet hovering between her eyebrows.

The distance between the bullet and her skin was less than one centimeter, but in that short centimeter, it was as if there was an invisible wall that blocked the bullet's acceleration.

"Thank you, Kinuhata."

Franda instantly understood what had just happened and immediately shrank back. Luckily, she was petite, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to hide.

"It's alright, it seems the other party is indeed quite capable."

With one hand in her hoodie pocket and the other protecting the two people behind her, Kinuhata Saiai, with one eye closed, is currently exuding boyfriend-like strength.

"Whoosh-"

A sharp, piercing sound rang out as a silver grappling hook shot out from around the corner and precisely caught a street lamp.

Then came the sound of gears turning and pumping, and in the next instant, the man was already on top of the streetlight.

"From that angle?"

"But how did they manage to shoot at this position from this angle?"

At first, Kinuhata Saiai was a little nonchalant.

This wasn't arrogance on her part; it was simply pride. But after witnessing this scene, she couldn't ignore Haramura Makoto.

"I see. So this is what they call 'nitrogen armor'. It is indeed as you said, in a sense, it is a type that is relatively effective against me."

Standing atop a streetlamp, looking down at the two little girls who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, Makoto Haramura, holding a cell phone, appeared to be contacting someone.

"So don't underestimate them. No matter how much research you do, they all come from that kind of place."

"I'm on my way to you now. Wait for me, I'll handle it in a bit."

"It's more appropriate for me to handle this kind of thing."

Even over the phone, one could clearly sense the girl's concern for Makoto Haramura on the other end.

"Need not!"

"Just let your driver drive slowly. It's just a nitrogen armor. I have a million ways to break through it."

Chapter 028 Do You Want to Dance Too?

Fortunately, this is an abandoned area with no residents nearby. Otherwise, given the commotion, the security guards and disciplinary committee members would probably have arrived by now.

Standing atop a streetlamp, Makoto Haramura crossed his arms and scanned the two girls in front of him with a sharp gaze.

"Gentlemen, are you really going to leave like this?"

"It seems they don't really want to let us go, Kinuhata."

By placing her younger sister in a corner against the wall, Frenda returned to Kinuhata's side, resuming her confrontation with Haramura Makoto.

"That seems to be the case. Should we inform Mugino?"

Kinuhata Saiai also adopted an unknown fighting stance, locking her gaze on Haramura Makoto while replying to Frenda's words.

"There's probably no need for that."

"In the end, his marksmanship is only good against me. As for you, Kinuhata, you are his nemesis."

Frenda did indeed want to leave just now.

At that time, she was facing Haramura Makoto alone. After reuniting with Kinuhata Saiai, she didn't know that Haramura Makoto was still pursuing her, so there was no need to go back and create a conflict with him that didn't benefit her.

But things are different now.

Since the other side has already caught up and clearly has no intention of letting them go, fighting back is the only way.

“No problem. Even if the bullet is at a strange angle, it won’t be able to penetrate my nitrogen armor.”

The fact that the silk flag is her favorite shows how much she values ​​it.

But frankly, the level of importance she attaches to this is limited, stemming from the unparalleled confidence that her abilities bring her.

This is the pride she has earned through her own abilities, having once faced a barrage of heavy machine gun fire and forcefully broken through head-on.

"As a result, we're going to have to do this kind of boring, unpaid work again."

As soon as she finished speaking, Frenda threw out the warhead of the portable anti-tank missile in her hand.

"Boom bang bang-"

With six missiles in each hand, spitting out plumes of flame, the six missiles not only followed an arc-shaped trajectory but also formed two triangular formations, blocking all of Haramura Makoto's escape routes.

"They're really showing no mercy now."

"However, in this way, I can at least give an explanation to Fremia afterwards."

This would be considered a desperate situation for an ordinary person, but Makoto Haramura not only showed no sign of panic, but instead burst out laughing.

As soon as he finished speaking, Makoto Haramura found himself holding a gun in his hand.

"Bang bang bang-"

As gunfire erupted, bullets were fired one after another, accurately meeting the missiles that blocked all routes.

"Boom boom boom—"

One after another, astonishing explosions erupted, creating violent shockwaves that swept outwards in all directions.

"What the hell? A pistol bullet blew up an anti-tank missile."

Frenda exclaimed in disbelief.

"This doesn't seem surprising."

"Although the materials used to make the portable anti-tank missile are very hard, you must know that there is a trigger mechanism at the front of the warhead in order to maintain the characteristics of a trigger explosion."

A strong wind swept outwards, stirring up the dust and smoke on the ground, and a faint mist enveloped the surroundings.

"This kind of thing seems incredible precisely because it's clear to everyone."

Frenda's figure became slightly blurry, and because of the distance, it was impossible to see Frenda's expression clearly.

"Irregular movement, six targets, the attack target is only a point about half a millimeter in size."

"Is anyone really capable of doing this?"

"But I can do it."

He raised his hand again and fired a shot, three bursts of gunfire erupting directly beside Haramura Makoto.

"Snapped!"

The instant the gunshot rang out, a crisp thud echoed as well.

Her gaze had been fixed on Haramura Makoto ever since, like a hawk eyeing its prey high in the sky. Kinuhata Saiai was like an arrow released from a bow, heading straight for Haramura Makoto.

The intelligence was just obtained by Makoto Haramura through his own channels.

Kinuhata Saiai, a Level 4 Ability User, whose ability is Nitrogen Armor.

As the name suggests, it allows one to automatically form a protective shield around their entire body, like armor, to firmly protect themselves.

Although this armor is only a few centimeters thick, its defensive capabilities are extremely impressive.

Even large-caliber bullets fired directly from a sniper rifle at close range cannot penetrate its defenses.

Of course, this ability isn't limited to defense.

He can also condense nitrogen into a hard lump in front of his fist, as if he were wearing the hardest boxing gloves in the world, which increases his destructive power to an extremely terrifying degree.

more importantly.

Kinuhata Saiai is different from other users of nitrogen-powered armor in one way.

That means her ability is a standby, automatically triggered type.

This means that even when she is completely unprepared and unaware of the attack, her brain will automatically calculate and make it effective in defense.

"call--"

In the blink of an eye, amidst the howling wind, Kinuhata Saiai leaped into the air, using the momentum to swing her fist directly at Haramura Makoto's face.

Makoto Haramura could clearly feel the pressure of the airflow around him through his skin.

This is the nitrogen that Kinuhata Saiai controls.

"Snapped--"

This is the sound of air being hit, not Kinuhata Ai hitting Haramura Makoto.

When Kinuhata's favorite fist was still half a meter away from Haramura Makoto, Haramura Makoto had already taken a step back and jumped off the lamppost.

So, this is the sound that Kinuhata makes when it carries nitrogen-filled armor and strikes the air.

The first shot missed.

Kinuhata Saiai, of course, did not stop attacking. Instead, she continued to close in and launch a series of attacks.

"Bang bang bang-"

Her petite fist was enveloped in a thick layer of nitrogen gas, creating a whistling gust of wind as she punched Haramura Makoto again and again.

"Clap clap-"

The same muffled sound echoed in the air just as it had before, without any difference.

Makoto Haramura was like a butterfly fluttering among flowers, gracefully dodging Kinuhata's favorite series of powerful punches.

"What's wrong? You seemed pretty cocky just now, but if you keep dodging and not fighting back, you'll never beat me."

Kinuhata Saiai understood very well that the only benefits her ability, the nitrogen armor, provided were bonuses to her defense and attack power.

In terms of speed, I'm no different from an ordinary girl.

At most, it's just that frequent practice in the dark might make one slightly stronger.

"If I hit you once, you're dead."

Chapter 029 Threatening, Hostages

On the battlefield, sometimes what is effective is not necessarily one's own fist.

In the dark underworld, a place rife with deceit, bloodshed, and fire, Kinuhata Saiai had long understood that words could sometimes be a more effective weapon.

(However, it doesn't seem to be of any use.)

She mechanically swung her fists, which landed on the air with a series of thuds, while Haramura Makoto opposite her made the same movements as before, accurately dodging each of her punches.

"Silk flag".

Suddenly, Frenda's shout echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

Then, as if it had been planned in advance, Kinuhata, who had been continuously throwing punches, suddenly crouched down, and several portable tank missiles were launched directly at Haramura Makoto from an extremely long distance.

"call out--"

The three bombs collided with each other in mid-air, and the resulting explosion completely engulfed Makoto Haramura's figure.

Even Kinuhata Saiai felt as if she had been hit hard, and instinctively took several steps back.

"boom--"

He strode forward, extended his powerful fist enveloped in nitrogen, and threw a straight punch with the same angle as before.

The airflow generated by the nitrogen armor also directly dispersed the newly risen flames and thick smoke.

"Snapped--"

It was that familiar sound again, that sound that seemed to have been heard before, and that feeling that nothing had actually been hit.