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[Hello kids who love bass jokes! Do you know what the bass and the hunting whistle have in common?]
Shut up, giraffe! Without a hunting horn, are you going to use your special attack power and apply poison powder?
The performance ended with a smooth slap, when Koshimura suddenly heard a distant wolf howl in his ear.
A phantom of a giant wolf howling at the sky appeared behind Hachiman Kairin, then quickly shrank, solidified, and attached itself to her body.
When you look again, a pair of fluffy wolf ears with clever hairs at the tips have sprouted on her head, and a fluffy tail extends from behind her.
【Kiss.】
Giraffe, I really need to check your composition.
Mind your own business when it comes to pretty girls.
“Let’s go, I’ll go first.” Hachiman Kairin stretched out one hand to grasp the doorknob, and with the other hand she lifted the bass guitar whose edges gleamed coldly.
Koshimura nodded, took a deep breath of the cold air, and pulled out a guitar sword from the bag on his back.
The heavy, hidden door was slowly pushed open, its rusty metal hinges creaking loudly, revealing a large expanse of darkness behind it.
Before them was a concrete staircase leading downwards, and at the platform at the entrance of the staircase, several figures dressed in security guard uniforms lay scattered about, clearly having been "beaten up" by the attacker.
Koshimura carefully stepped over the security guards on the ground, their fates unknown. His gaze swept over their tattered uniforms, where he saw the charred marks left by the flames.
It seems the opponent is a magic-based class... but the possibility of using magical items or scrolls cannot be ruled out.
Just then, Wen Shuiheyan, who was following behind, suddenly grabbed his sleeve forcefully.
Koshimura looked in the direction he was pointing.
Facing the wall, a blurry figure stood silently, its back to them, motionless, like a frozen statue.
Koshimura immediately signaled Hachiman Kairin to stop and prepare to be on guard, while he himself gripped the guitar sword and quietly crept towards Hachiman's back.
One step, two steps... the distance is getting closer and closer.
Koshimura took a deep breath, and just as he was about to place the blade against the man's neck, the figure fell straight forward and crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
died?
Just as Koshimura was about to get closer for a closer look, a sharp shout suddenly came from behind him from Hachiman Kairin.
"Be careful--"
A blinding blue-white light tore through the darkness, and a fist-sized sphere, crackling with lightning, spun and flew from behind, only to be blocked in time by the deployed shield spell.
However, what followed were blue arcs of electricity, scorching rays, and three flashing magic missiles.
Koshimura quickly dodged to avoid the greasy magic that was spreading under his feet.
The lightning ball and the electric arc were moving too fast to trace the caster's location.
However, the [Burning Ray] will leave a clear trail.
Even a fleeting moment on the retina is enough to deduce the opponent's location!
【Lost Steps】
Without the slightest hesitation, Yuecunze's figure was instantly enveloped in silvery-white mist and disappeared from the spot.
The moment his body reformed, the several tracking magic missiles had already grazed past him, futilely crashing into the cold wall and dissipating into the air.
Flash!
Koshimura swung his sword and stepped forward, but instead of blazing fire, a thunderous roar appeared on the blade.
Thunder Sword
[Magic Power Creation]
[Casting Time: 1 action]
[Casting Range: Self (5-foot radius)]
Duration: 1 round
[You wield the weapon that forms part of the spell, launching a melee weapon attack on a creature within 5 feet of you. If the attack hits, the target will suffer the normal effects of the attack and be enveloped in explosive energy until the start of your next turn. If the target moves 5 feet or more before this point, the spell effect will end immediately and the target will take 1d8 Thunder damage.]
The damage of this spell increases with your level: at level 5, this melee attack will deal an additional 1d8 Thunder damage, and the damage taken by the target while moving will increase to 2d8. Both damage will increase by another 1d8 at level 11 (2d8 and 3d8), and by another 1d8 at level 17 (3d8 and 4d8).
Thunder rumbled and fell from the sky, but it was not the tearing flesh and blood sensation I had expected.
The sensation coming from the hilt of the sword was the recoil from hitting something hard.
Sparks flew from the friction of steel, illuminating the darkness.
Koshimura finally saw what he had struck.
That was neither an arm nor a guitar.
Instead, it is a rectangular object suspended in the air.
Wait, this looks like a... keyboard?
Without any time to think, the silvery mist enveloped his body once again.
The target is the figure behind the keyboard.
【Then look behind you!】
The moment he landed, Yuecunze pulled the petite figure, who wasn't particularly tall, into his arms, raised the guitar sword, and held it across her slender neck.
Meanwhile, Hachiman Kairin and Nukumizu Kazuhiko had also picked up their basses, ready to go.
—At this critical moment.
The body he was holding in his arms suddenly trembled.
Koshimura Sawa subconsciously looked down.
What catches the eye is the familiar black headband and the familiar blue half-up pigtails.
as well as--
The familiar, unyielding black mask.
When did Miss OB, the one with the first letter, arrive?
Chapter Fifty-One Suspicious Points
“Uh… Xiangzi?” Yuecun Ze looked at the familiar black double horns in front of him and asked subconsciously.
The tense atmosphere vanished instantly, replaced by an indescribable awkwardness.
"..." The girl in his arms stiffened slightly.
"Who is that? I don't recognize that name."
Still talking hard.
But you are not—
"Could you let me go first?" The girl struggled symbolically for a moment, her clear voice carrying a deliberate indifference.
Koshimura Sawa dispelled the lightning, removed the guitar sword from her slender neck, and waved to Hachiman Kairin and Nukumizu Kazuhiko behind him, who were looking on guard, to indicate that there was no danger.
Speaking of which, back then in the alley, Teacher Da Xiang also held a knife to my neck in the same way.
I didn't expect there to be boomerangs here too.
It seems the boomerang is truly the underlying logic of MyGO; we have to take a closer look.
The girl awkwardly wriggled out of his arms, waved her hand to shoo away the keyboard in front of her, and tidied her hair, which was slightly sticking up due to static electricity.
Little Xiangmiao bristled and said so.
It was only then that Yuecun Ze realized that although she was wearing a tight black mask, she was still wearing the same moon-white shirt and gray plaid skirt.
The clothes are so worn out, they're practically pickled. Can't you make a few more outfits for my father?
[Hi, we're experiencing a production shortage.]
But thinking about it, it makes sense. Mujica is probably still in the womb. Even if Mr. Da Xiang has already finished the design drafts, he simply doesn't have the money to find someone to customize such an expensive-looking performance costume.
The atmosphere became awkward again. The group looked at each other, unsure of what to do in the situation.
"So...may I ask your esteemed name?" Koshimura asked, forcing himself to speak.
“My name is Oblivionis.” The girl’s expression suddenly became serious. She straightened her back and gave a standard curtsy. “Whenever the moon rises over the attic, the abandoned dolls will regain a brief voice, and I am one of them.”
Teacher Xiao Xiang's adolescent delusions have struck again.
Moreover, the illness seems to be quite serious.
Koshimura Sawa barely managed to suppress the urge to cover his face.
[A. "Hello, Miss Ob, I'm Aminoac."]
[B. "I know, you're Jin Xi, the magistrate of Jinzhou, right?"]
【C-Kon 6 Ichi (Part 1) 2 Dad? & Siji 8. "Excuse me, are you Toyokawa Shoko from Class C, Year 1 of Haneoka Magic Academy?"】
"Good day, Miss OB, you can call me Aminoac." Koshimura touched his left chest with his right hand, bowed in return, and then extended his hand to her.
Toyokawa Shoko's lips twitched slightly in dissatisfaction beneath the mask, as if she didn't know where to begin her complaint. After hesitating for a moment, she finally reached out and gently placed her hand on his.
Wait! I wanted to shake your hand, not kiss it!
Toyokawa Shoko, you're really suppressing yourself. If you keep going like this, don't blame me for ruthlessly destroying Mujica's worldview.
However, a closer comparison reveals that Xiangzi's hands are significantly smaller than Hailing's, with no calluses on his palms. They are delicate, soft, and fair with a rosy tint, like a perfectly thawed pudding taken out of the freezer, making one want to take a bite.
With a sigh, Koshimura Sawa leaned down slightly and gave a standard hand kiss.
Actually, the hand-kissing gesture doesn't involve directly kissing the other person's hand. Instead, you hold the other person's hand on the back of their hand or kiss the thumb of the hand you're holding.
Even if you're really craving it, you can't.
Toyokawa Shoko's mood visibly improved; her golden eyes shone with joy. It seemed she had enjoyed cosplaying, and probably no one had ever played these chuunibyou games with her before.
No, then why are you torturing me here?
"Shall we...walk along?" Koshimura asked tentatively.
"Hmm." Toyokawa Shoko immediately stopped smiling, nodded, and pulled back the tail that was reluctantly wrapping around Koshimura Sawa, wrapping it around her hand a few times.
Teacher Xiang, it seems your tail has its own ideas.
After the awkward conversation ended, perhaps both sides vaguely understood each other's intentions, and without much further communication, this fragile alliance was formed.
Seemingly to express her trust in Koshimura Sawa, Toyokawa Shoko deliberately walked in front, completely exposing her back to him.
However, Koshimura felt that she was only trying to prevent her tail from doing anything else.
He put away his guitar sword and breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned around, he found the two people behind him looking at him with expressions that said, "So this is the kind of person you are."
Hachiman Kairin remained calm, her expression unchanged, though a hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. Meanwhile, Nukumizu Kazuhiko immediately pulled out his phone and started taking pictures.
“No, she is—that’s right.” Koshimura Sawa snatched the phone from Wenshui Kazuhiko, grabbed his arm and pulled him to a corner, deliberately lowering his voice.
"Didn't you swear you'd sent people from the Adventurers' Guild to protect her? So how did she end up here?"
"Huh?" Wen Shuihe looked completely bewildered, seemingly not having realized what was going on yet. "You mean, that string of letters 'ob' is Toyokawa Shoko?"
No, so you didn't recognize me the whole time?
Could it be that the hen's mask really has some kind of cognitive blocking device, making the other person forget everything just by wearing it?
[The Goddess of Oblivion has unleashed her power, Xiangmen.]
"But looking at it this way, it does seem a bit strange..." Wen Shuihe quickly switched to serious mode, pressing the headset with a solemn expression. "Yoshiki, hasn't the Adventurers' Guild reported on Toyokawa Shoko's situation?"
“This is where the suspicion lies…” After a long while, Yoshiki Nukumi’s voice finally came from the other end of the headset, “According to the latest surveillance footage from the Adventurers’ Guild, Shoko Toyokawa is currently working as, um… telephone customer service, at a company in Ikebukuro that mainly deals in household magical items.”
"...?"
Koshimura Sawa and Onamizu Kazuhiko suddenly raised their heads and looked at Toyokawa Shoko walking in front of them. A chill suddenly ran down their spines.
"Um...why don't you go first?" Koshimura Sawa nudged the stiff Wen Shui Kazuhiko beside him with his elbow.
"No, you should go first. After all, aren't you more familiar with her, haha..." Wen Shuihe chuckled twice and pushed his elbow back.