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- From this place, which could easily be mistaken for a convenience store’s stockroom, the girl
- emerged, hugging a large box. On the box was written ‘Tomato Ketchup.’
- ‘Getting beaten one-sidedly just means I’m trying to fight back with the same methods,
- right?’
- The girl’s face was that of a child plotting mischief. Her small nose and soft cheeks were
- slightly puffed with excitement, yet she was more alert to her surroundings than ever.
- ‘There’s no point if he jumps me before I can set it up.’
- Of course, it would also be inconvenient if he just calmly observed her setting up her trap.
- The ironclad rule of battle that the white skeleton had beaten into her was ‘surprise attack.’
- No matter the opponent, you must not fight in a way that lets them do as they please. Break
- the posture of the opponent’s ‘kill’ and skillfully insert your own ‘kill’ into the gap. She had
- never been taught any fixed stances or tactics to adopt. All she had done was engrave ‘test
- patterns for movement’ for wielding her power into her body, through the form of relentless
- attacks and responses.
- ‘But I still can’t win.’
- She knew she couldn’t win so easily. As Wilhelmina had told Alastor last night (or so she had
- misunderstood), she was still inexperienced, but she wanted to land at least one blow, even
- an unconventional one. In the sense of standing up to him, and in the sense of showing him
- the person he had raised.
- ‘That’s right, I’ll show him… that I’ve become this capable.’
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