The Melaleuca Routine of Dominating the Devil

People who were hit by bullets had a mortality rate of more than 90% if they were shot in the head; if they were shot in the heart of the left chest, the mortality rate was as high as 100%.

If you are lucky and the part that the bullet penetrates is the right chest or abdomen, then the survival rate is about 30%.But if there is too much arterial bleeding, no matter where the injury is, it is basically the end of GameOver.

In such a critical moment of crisis, what is the most important thing?

After playing ten weeks in the rain of bullets, Maqima has become highly sensitive to the sound of bullets piercing through the air.Although she was talking with Gojo Satoru, she noticed the hidden gun attacking behind her immediately.

It's just that her reaction time can't reach the point where she can fly to dodge bullets.The only thing the player can do is deviate from the center of gravity of the body, and at the same time quickly pull out the system panel.When the panel is opened, the entire game spacetime is a static image.She could even see the bullets stagnant in mid-air, following the extended ballistic trajectory, the target was directed at Mazima's left chest heart.

Judging by the caliber of the bullet, it must be a long-range large-caliber sniper rifle//gun.With such a precise target direction, the assassin would be within the range of this kilometer.

Who is the one?Could it be another subordinate sent by the Gun Demon?

When opening the panel, the player himself cannot make changes to the surrounding environment.Facing the bullet that was about to kill someone, she could only frown and flip through the previous save files on the panel.It's a pity that the previous Machima got lost in the game hall, and there was no trace of saving at all.The last automatic save dates back to the first 5 minutes before the two entered the cinema.

Do you want to have another dating experience?

...or think about how to dodge bullets.With her current physical strength, she won't die instantly, so she should be able to delay for a while.Machima once again checked the trajectory of the bullet with her eyes.She hits save and returns to reality.

After 0.4 seconds, the bullet pierced Mazima's right chest.

At the moment of the fall, the splattered blood became surprisingly slow in her field of vision, and she even saw the shocked wide-open eyes of the high school student.Due to inertia, the woman's body leaned heavily forward, and a pair of young and powerful arms caught the falling body.

"Makima!!"

It turns out that this kid can shout so loudly...

What are you doing holding her so tight? Do you think her blood isn't flowing fast enough?There were bursts of blackness in front of my eyes, and I could only see the shirt in front of me that was dyed red in a large area.The temperature gradually decreased with the loss of blood, and even the sense of hearing was slowly disappearing.The person holding her seemed to be trembling, holding her hand so hard that it hurt, the person's fingers were sticky with blood, and also extremely cold.

"Why, how could this be..."

"Machima, cheer up! Hey! Don't fall asleep!!"

Still overestimated myself.The pierced chest is struggling to regenerate visceral tissue.But the wound area was too large, and according to the rate of blood loss, even if Wutiao's classmate, who had obviously lost her composure, called immediately, she would not be able to wait for the moment when the ambulance arrived.

After that, just lie down obediently, waiting for the notification sound of GameOver?

No, she doesn't want to come to No.12 again.

Just keep the same cause of death for the first ten times. This week's target Maqima must not die, at least not because of a ridiculous gun//shot.There must be some other way.

Losing sight and hearing, allowing Machima to automatically filter out distractions from its surroundings (seemingly shifting from someone's arms to flat ground), calms down and thinks about strategy like never before.She reopened the game panel.The last save was exactly 0.4 seconds before being shot.

0.4 seconds, enough for her to do?

In this short period of time, the changes that can be made are very limited.The last time Machima deviated from the center of gravity of her body, she could only ensure that the bullet would not hit her heart directly.So this time, what can be done to minimize the loss?

— If only there was something to stop the bullet.

Can there be [what]...

The time for her to hesitate is not long, and the footsteps of death are getting closer.At the last moment before her heart stopped beating, Maqima finally clicked the load option on the page, and the time returned to 0.4 seconds ago.

At the same time when vision and hearing returned, Mazima leaned forward and stared at the conjurer in front of her to activate her ability.

"Protect me, Wu-jun."

0.4 seconds later, the bullet that struck at high speed was bounced off by Wujo Satoru's infinite incantation on Gojo Satoru's arm, and fell to the ground after tumbling a few times in the air.

It's done.Machima pursed her lips.Before she had time to celebrate her victory, she was hugged by a pair of powerful but hasty arms.

Mazima subconsciously wanted to push away, but her movement was interrupted by the other party's words.

"I seem to see you dead."

The conjurer was tall enough to hold Maqma in his arms.The chin rested on the top of the woman's hair, and the outstretched arms tightened and relaxed, seemingly unbelievable, worried and worried, using body temperature to confirm whether the person in front of him was alive.Machima was stunned at first, and she simply relaxed her body, merging herself into the tense embrace of the young man.

"I'm still alive."

"However, there is obviously a lot of blood...!"

He stopped talking, Mazima's dress was clean, and she didn't see the blood splattered in the hallucination.And the pink-haired woman seemed to know what he was going to say, and smiled more wantonly than ever.She also stretched out her arms to wrap around Gojo Satoru's waist. "So, can you feel my heartbeat?"

The two bodies hug each other closely, and the chest transmits not only the temperature, but also the heart that resonates fiercely with each other.After confirming that the other party's heartbeat was not an auditory hallucination, Gojo Satoru's back, which was as tense as a bowstring, finally relaxed.

"Great, you're not dead..."

"I'm not going to die, Wu-jun."

Mazima leaned back, and the conjurer belatedly sensed that something was wrong between them.While he was backing away, she took the initiative to pull up the loosely hanging hand.The knuckles were gently exerted, and the fingers of the two intertwined until the palms of the hands touched each other and clasped.

Gojo Satoru frowned.The face that was favored by God was still showing the last trace of shock, and those clear-sky-colored eyes looked at her in puzzlement.Macchima smiled. "In this way, Mr. Wu will know what it feels like to hold hands besides hugging."

"...!" He finally realized that something was wrong: When did you unlock the no-lower-limit spell?

Originally, Gojo Satoru wanted to use the excuse of dating to solve some of his confusion about Machima.However, the assassin who came from nowhere, the sudden hallucination of death, his inexplicable rescue, and the situation where the two were upside down.Why does the closer I get to this woman, the more mysterious and more puzzles I feel?

"Thank you for protecting me, Wu-jun."

The woman shrouded in mystery smiled slightly, her eyes filled with the joy of gaining the upper hand and winning. "I take that back, what a great date today."

He stared at Makima in silence for a moment, and then smiled broadly. "Then Miss Machima, would you like to make an appointment next time?"

……

As Machima had predicted, her attackers were a group of gangsters who made a contract with the Gun Demon.Not long after the date ended, she found them on the roof of the building less than 500 meters away.

Unlike the demon hunters who made a permanent cooperation contract with the demons, this group of prepared assassins did not have the ability to inherit the demon of the gun.They are more like a group of temporary workers, and the contract with the devil is also a one-off type.From Machima's torture, she learned that each of these assassins had an extra [-] yen in their accounts, and what they had to do was to use demonic bullets and weapons to assassinate Machima to death.

"Why is the gun demon targeting me so much?"

Machima held her chin in doubt. "I've been obsessed with it since the Shinkansen... But now I haven't had time to bother with it. Why?"

"...You hunters and demons have formed a bridge, how do I know! Cough cough!"

The punks fell unconscious on the ground.The leader of the assassins who planned the assassination was slightly stronger, but he coughed up blood without being tortured twice.Machima shook her head and shrugged helplessly. "But now I'm just a policeman without a title." She's not directly under the cabinet, should she be targeted?

"Stop joking... dare to use lynching, you woman is absolutely, absolutely..."

"Hunters killing demons are not for the sake of the safety of ordinary citizens. You choose to stand on the side of demons, no matter how you look at it, it is an anti//human move." Mazima nodded after finishing speaking, feeling more at ease when tortured. "That guy is a big devil who is wanted all over the world. Every country wants to know its current location crazily. Tell me, how did you get on line with him?"

"Cough...you are definitely a devil! A devil!!"

Being called a devil twice in one day, is she really a devil, or is it a failure to be a human being?Maqima sighed softly, she completely lost interest, and left the assassin who couldn't find anything to torture and took out her mobile phone.

"Hayakawa-kun, are you free to come over now?"

Machima is not the only demon hunter related to Gun Demon. Among her colleagues, she also knows Akira Hayakawa, a man with a dark past of the master formula.Hearing that this is a case of the Gun Devil, the young man with the ponytail soon appeared in Ikebukuro.

His torture technique was much simpler and rougher than that of Maqima, and he kicked the opponent directly, causing a mouthful of bloody teeth to fly out of the other party. "Where are you gangsters from? Where did you make the contract?!"

The young man had a handsome face, and the handle of the Japanese knife was pressed heavily against the assassin's cheek. "If you don't talk, just say goodbye to your ears. I will do what I say."

"You stinky boy..."

The bright blade emerged from the scabbard, Hayakawa closed the blade indifferently, and Maqima raised his eyebrows. "Hayakawa-kun, be careful with your knife." Hayakawa Qiu was the only one who could bring out a knife with such a strong curse.

"It doesn't matter if you use it like this, my knife is not completely out of its sheath."

The assassin stared blankly at the two of them, he tremblingly touched, and half of his ear was pulled down bloody.

"It hurts, it hurts!!! Ahhh!!!"

"Can we talk now?" The young man stepped on the assassin's leader's hand, without batting an eyelid as he wailed. "Tell me everything you know about the Gun Demon."

Hayakawa's threat and his sullen face of eating people really worked.According to the account of the half-eared assassin, they are from a gang called Peach Jukai, which is entrenched in the town of Namori near the outskirts of Tokyo, and they usually make a living by collecting protection fees.At some point, their leader seemed to be a different person.Peach Juice began to expand aggressively, and even started businesses that they had never dared to do before.Going//smuggling, even killing people to get more//goods, the business somehow became more and more prosperous.

As for this assassination, it was personally entrusted by the leader of the Peach Giant Society.Because of the recent expansion of power, even their gangsters have also expanded, so they went straight to Ikebukuro without thinking too much.

They were "by God's help," he said.

"So thoughtless, I don't even know it's controlled by the devil." Hayakawa Qiu clicked his tongue, frowned and cursed a few more words, and turned to look at the woman who was thinking.

"I will report this matter to the people at the headquarters, and then go to Namori Town. What about you, Makima?"

"Their target is me, and I will investigate it myself anyway." Mazima replied.The game prompts that there is an update on the main quest of Gun Demon.Since the only clue is directly to Namorimachi, all she can do is to go to the local area to find out the situation.Although she didn't think the Demon of the Gun was waiting obediently there, the water for the main mission would only get deeper.

At this moment, she noticed something wrong with the black-haired youth's eyes. "What's the matter, Hayakawa-kun?"

"So you really went on a date." Hayakawa Qiu looked her up and down, his usual cold and flat expression was a little loose. "Sure enough, it's exactly what Himeno-senpai said."

"..." I didn't expect you to have the attribute of gossip, Hayakawa-kun.