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A handsome face, yet with a touch of fortitude, and deep brown short hair casually yet deliberately disheveled.

He didn't seem very old.

This was Shinomiya Kuro's initial reaction upon seeing the boy outside the wall, but the murderous aura around her and her finger on the trigger remained unwavering.

"A strange face."

"Sneaking into the academy, then claiming you have no hostility? Do you think I'd believe such nonsense?"

After searching all her memories, Shinomiya Kuro was certain she had no recollection of the boy who didn't seem very old.

She was very confident about this, sure she wouldn't be mistaken.

Firstly, he couldn't be a new student; she had reviewed all the new student files to find promising talents.

Secondly, it was unlikely he was a licensed knight from society.

Setting aside his youthful appearance, based on her previous work, she had memorized the faces of almost all knights with decent strength.

However, she didn't relax her vigilance.

After all, being able to silently pass through the entire campus, even during the holiday, was something that definitely couldn't be done by someone with average strength.

"It's true, Headmaster Shinomiya."

"I came here today just to make a deal with you."

...

The empty schoolyard was deserted, the wind howling, and a blurry figure seemed to flash directly from one end of the yard to the other.

"Honestly, this continuous burst is a bit tiring."

Hiding in the corner, looking up at the tall teaching building in front of him, Haramura Makoto even felt his internal organs were groaning.

This was the aftereffect of continuously unleashing the most fundamental physical strength.

He once said.

His muscle density was ten times that of ordinary people, allowing him to unleash greater and faster power and speed than ordinary people.

But a person's body is never just made of flesh and blood.

Internal organs, bones, and the brain are also part of what makes a person.

His muscles and bones were indeed beyond the ordinary, but the strength of his internal organs was not much stronger than that of ordinary people.

This meant that when he unleashed his full physical strength, his internal organs would also be subject to different tremors.

That's why he usually used grappling hooks, which seemed obviously redundant, despite his speed.

It was because of this that he couldn't constantly unleash his full speed.

But now he had no choice; no matter what, retrieving the grappling hook would make the sound of the rope rubbing against the air.

Therefore, this was the best way to move.

Even if it would temporarily burden his body.

"However, next, I have to take a bit of a risk."

Reaching up, a silver line broke through the air, making a sharp whistling sound as it rubbed against the air.

"Clang—"

Another very crisp sound, the silver grapple accurately caught the eaves of the building's roof.

Constantly paying attention to the surroundings, using both sides of the building as cover to dodge.

Continuously changing his position.

Thirty floors, about a hundred meters in height, Haramura Makoto moved very carefully, taking a full twenty minutes.

He pried open the window lock from the small window on the far side of the top floor and entered.

A long corridor came directly into Haramura Makoto's view.

The corridor was covered with red velvet carpets, and both sides of the walls were lined with expensive wood of unknown origin.

At the top of the ceiling, there was an exquisite crystal chandelier every five meters.

"Generally speaking, the headmaster's office should be on the top floor, right?"

"I hope I'm not wrong."

Lightening his footsteps, concealing his aura, he passed by one door after another.

Until—

A sense of horror that made Haramura Makoto's hair stand on end stimulated his nerves, and this familiar feeling made him stop in his tracks.

"Concealing your aura deliberately is indeed good."

"But do you really think I can't detect you?"

The corners of Haramura Makoto's mouth suddenly turned up, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Bingo!"

This sentence was only a murmur in his heart.

But his finger was already on the door, about to knock.

"Last warning, come out."

(Damn, this personality is too impatient.)

A greater sense of crisis enveloped Haramura Makoto's whole body; this time, it wasn't just the hair standing on end, but a feeling of being directly locked on and threatened with death.

His fingers changed instantly, and as if by magic, a blue card appeared between Haramura Makoto's middle and index fingers.

...

"White Night Yaksha, what is this?"

Holding the same card as before, Haramura Makoto looked at the White Night Yaksha in confusion.

"A Gift Card."

"The ability inside your body has been completely stimulated by me, but it will take some time to adapt to fully unleash it. This card allows you to forcibly copy the special power of another world, allowing you to use it as a transition before you fully develop your own power."

"Consider this my help to you."

"When to use it and where to use it is up to your own judgment."

...

A greater sense of crisis enveloped Haramura Makoto, but the smile on his lips grew wider and wider.

"Bang—"

A crisp sound.

Haramura Makoto almost instinctively took a step to the left, and a strong gravitational pull sucked everything around him into the broken hole.

Two silver-white ropes firmly grasped the doorposts on both sides behind him, helping Haramura Makoto to firmly fix his figure.

"Causality interference system that manipulates time, Shinomiya Kuro, as expected."

On the blue card in his hand, a blue glow flashed away.

Brilliant light enveloped Haramura Makoto's entire body, and the gravity of the black hole disappeared at this moment.

And the material originally contained in the black hole seemed to be drawn out by the blue card.

"Sure enough, this is what I've been waiting for."

Haramura Makoto could clearly feel the changes inside his body, and felt a warm current exploding from his heart and flowing to his limbs.

That was a completely new and different power.

A power that was completely different from the one guided by Academy City for him.

But, in a sense, it was essentially the same power.

This was why he wanted to find Shinomiya Kuro, and this was why he wanted to use the Gift Card given to him by the White Night Yaksha here.

With black and red as the basic colors, a handgun with a very strong overall streamlined feel was held in his left hand.

And Haramura Makoto also turned half of his body to the side, waving his hand to greet the woman inside.

"Ah, really a grumpy headmaster."

"I have absolutely no intention of being your enemy."

Chapter 049: Haramura Makoto's Value Embodiment

"Ah, really a grumpy headmaster."

"I have absolutely no intention of being your enemy."

The attitude was expressed very sincerely, coupled with Haramura Makoto's extremely deceptive expression and face.

"A strange face."

"Sneaking into the academy, then claiming you have no hostility? Do you think I'd believe such nonsense?"

Shinomiya Kuro was not deceived by Haramura Makoto's extremely deceptive words.

Or rather, apart from those brainless guys, no one should be deceived by such full of loopholes words, right?

Still pointed at by the black hole's muzzle, the nerves of the whole body are still in a completely tense state.

But in Haramura Makoto's heart, he was countless times more calm than before.

"It's true, Headmaster Shinomiya."

"I came here today just to make a deal with you."

"A deal?"

Walking slowly from behind the desk to the front, the muzzle was always aimed at the target and never changed position.

"This is really a surprising word to me."

"Although it is possible to just kill you like this, but let's listen to what you said is a deal."

Without any intention of restraining her hostility, it was more like Shinomiya Kuro was giving Haramura Makoto a chance to negotiate.

It was more like Shinomiya Kuro had extreme confidence in her ability to deal with Haramura Makoto, and she could deal with Haramura Makoto at any time as long as she wanted to.

"In that case, can you allow me to come in?"

"No matter what, it's not very convenient to discuss things like this, right?"

Pointing to the big hole in the wall in front of him, and then knocking on the door only a few tens of centimeters away.

Haramura Makoto asked with a smile.

"You can."

"Then I'll bother you."

Politely owed his body, Haramura Makoto directly turned the doorknob and walked into the office.

But after entering the room, Haramura Makoto did not directly look at Shinomiya Kuro, but instead raised the arm holding the gun high above his head as if surrendering, and then turned around and stood with his back to Shinomiya Kuro.

"It's really audacious to face me in this way."

"Are you very confident in your strength, or are you sure you can convince me?"

Of course, Shinomiya Kuro also noticed the weapon in Haramura Makoto's hand, so she was puzzled by this.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with summoning her inherent spirit outfit.

Anyway, she had already attacked just now, and what's more, since she was chosen as the target, then anyone should know how fast she, who is called『World Clock』, can be.

"Bang—"

A blue gun flame burst out from the black muzzle, and the bullet 'swished' and landed in the original position.

Then, a strange scene appeared like this.

Just like in the time reversal, the twisted space vortex reappeared like a replay of the film.

However, the spatial distortion was not in a clockwise state like at the beginning.