I'm not a bomb, so please don't throw me out

!run away! ! "

Although I haven't reacted yet, my body complies consciously.In the next second, the wall I was leaning on just now was pierced by a strange bullet with purple flames, brushing my ears, arms, and calves, and narrowly flew past.

Ma'am it's horrible! ! !I gritted my teeth, took a deep breath and took a deep breath to remind myself not to cry, then I held the weapon in my hand and approached the door amidst the will-o’-the-wisp bullets that kept flying through the wall.When I finally squatted beside the pale yellow door and quietly opened a thin crack, a bullet passed through the door right next to my finger.Suppressing the desire to scream, I escaped from the classroom very quickly, and then rushed into the opposite classroom.

Outside the classroom window on the opposite side is an open space, where lovers who dare not blatantly violate the rules have lunch together, and I don't expect the bullets to fly so far, and the man in the suit won't come either.Of course, the premise is that the prison temple is alive.

The height of the two floors is not difficult for me.He opened the window, jumped down suddenly, stood up with one hand to confirm his safety, and then sat down with one leg limp.

Thinking back now, judging from the prison temple's smooth manner just now, he should be fine, and he probably got into trouble.So, just stay here obediently, wait for the prison temple to kill the man in the suit, and then save yourself...

In the silent night, apart from the endless gunshots, there was only the rustling sound between the soles of the shoes and the grass.

I just like that guy...

Sugawara Ximu, your brain must be broken! !

When I rushed to the prison temple and the man in the suit with all my strength, the ground was already full of potholes, and the cherry blossom tree that had been standing outside the window to accompany me through the boring Chinese class was also shot several times, but the miracle happened. The prison temple was unscathed.

Yes, unscathed. ...until just now...before...it was...

"Prison Temple!!"

I screamed, and when I watched the blood gurgling out from the left side of the prison temple, I felt that my own blood was drained too.Quickly ran to the prison temple, he reminded me softly, threatened me and ordered me to leave quickly, I shook my head holding back tears.The feet squatting on the ground moved ninety degrees to the right, and turned sideways to stare at the man fiercely.Under the moonlight, I could see his appearance completely, with a solemn all-black suit and a gun in his hand. My brain, which I had just successfully restarted just now, was easily associated with the Mafia.Although I am full of questions now, it is not the time to ask.

"Not dead yet?!" the man spoke in very bad Japanese.

"I'm really sorry, sir." I apologized solemnly, kept the kneeling posture, carefully erected the blue bag that I threw on the ground when I was nervous just now, and untied the black tie. The rope, a blue step that tore off the package, reveals a sword that is particularly eye-catching under the moonlight.

The first essential weapon of the eighteen moves of anti-wolf, the sword.

The attack point, the important part or the face are casual.

I know that it is very difficult to use swordsmanship to block bullets, but this is the only way to survive now, and this is not an ordinary sword at all, it is a sword that will fly tiny bombs as long as the swinging speed reaches a certain limit.I think, if there is no strong wind, it should be no problem to blow up the person in front of him.

[Wu]

I am Sugawara Mimo, and I am the daughter of the director of the Sugawara Budokan.The usual weapon is the sword.

The family consists of parents, 3 brothers, a brother, and 54 brothers.

Recently, my brother seems to have gotten involved with strange people. He leaves early and returns late every day or even stays out all night. When asked him, he only agreed to help develop weapons because of the generous salary.This sword is one of the experimental items.

I tried this sword once, but no bomb flew out no matter how many times I swung it.When I asked my brother the reason, my brother only said that it was because I was too weak to reach the required speed.A friend of his boss blows up a coffee table easily.

Holding the sword in my hand, I am not dizzy because I am used to kneeling and sitting, but I am just in a bad mood.The man in the suit obviously looked down on me, and in fact I had nothing worth his regard.Clenching the sword back and forth with both hands, I really don't have confidence in whether I can swing the bomb, but thinking of the blood-stained prison temple behind me, even if my right hand is in unbearable pain now, I have to persevere.Just now I accidentally met the pupils of the prison temple, the golden eyes are as calm as water, completely different from my impression, and it seems that I am not worried about falling off at all.

I know that all boys are like this. They want to save face and suffer, and they will never lose face until the last moment.I can see this very clearly from the physically and mentally devastated people who keep coming to kick the gym and being beaten by the master.Exhaling lightly, I felt that the fresh air circulated in every part of my body in a comfortable way even though it was mixed with the thick smell of blood.Then I slowly opened my eyes and saw that my opponent was ready.I think the look in my eyes at this time must be a self-destructive image if the prison temple sees it.My brother once said that the look in my eyes when I practice swordsmanship gives people the feeling that I will transform into a Saiyan in the next second.

My fingers bent, and a few bullets flew out. Regardless of the fact that the wound on my arm would get bigger and bigger, I swung the sword in my hand accurately, and managed to deflect all the bullets.I never knew that my swordsmanship could be so powerful that I could even defend against things like bullets.But after the little excitement, I woke up immediately. I knew how much I was, and it was absolutely impossible to continue like this.

Will be killed by. Killed by. Killed by. Killed by. Killed by.

Suddenly there was a slight coughing sound, and then a sound of friction. After I solved another batch of flying bullets, I realized that it was the sound of prison temple standing up.In order to support the weight of his body, Guisi put one hand on my shoulder, facing this movement that almost hugged me in his arms, I could only blush in disbelief.Can't be like this Sugawara Ximu!Now is not the time for girls to be overwhelmed!

"I don't have an offensive weapon right now," Prison Temple said softly in my ear, "But I still have a solution for those bullets, and you are responsible for attacking that man." After a pause, his breath spread warmly on the On my neck, "This sword is not an ordinary sword."

"Well, yes." I nodded stiffly.Anyway, right now I'm nervous, whether it's for life or death reasons or whatever.Turning my face slightly, I was taken aback when I saw the prison temple's hand on my shoulder.Two dainty rings, one ablaze with the green of Perakbara's... er, like flames.I turned my head hastily, trying to forget that strange scene.But immediately, out of the corner of the eye, he caught a touch of red again.I couldn't help turning my head, and saw another ring jumping with little red flames.

Prison Temple, you are definitely not an ordinary person, are you? !Could it be that aliens disguised themselves as Earthlings to steal information?Could this man in front of him be the space police?Did he just attack me because he thought I was an alien too?So am I being held hostage by aliens now? ! !Aww, things seem serious!

Stop thinking about it, I suddenly thought of something, why are there no bullets coming now?

When I came back to my senses, I was surprised to see that the bullet shot by the man on the opposite side suddenly fell halfway, making holes in the ground.And in front of me...huh?I slowly stretched out my hand, slowly stretched towards my eyes, and approached bit by bit.Although I can't see it very clearly, there seems to be something about [-] to [-] centimeters in front of me blocking the attack of the bullet.When he was about to reach it, his arm was suddenly grabbed by the prison temple, and then he heard a slightly smiling voice of the prison temple: "You can see it as expected."

I wanted to turn my head in some doubts, but the prison temple's other hand rested on my head to prevent me from moving, and he continued: "What you see is something similar to a protective shield, so just As you can see, those bullets can't touch us. So, Ximu, can we concentrate on attacking now?"

Before I agreed, Prison Temple moved a few steps. The hand that was holding my arm suddenly held my sword. As the red flame on his finger became more and more vigorous, my sword was suddenly covered by a red flame. Flame wrapped.I was startled, but strangely unafraid.

"Go, fuck him, Ximu." Prison Temple said to me very childishly.

[Special episode [-]] Prison Temple Love Story

Gripping the sword tightly, I felt my palms were drenched with sweat.Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.I have never been faced with such an existential moment.Prison Temple is very weak now, and it will not last long.And this sword is much heavier than ordinary swords, and now I am injured and exhausted, it is simply too difficult to swing to the limit speed value.But but but but but but!Ximu!It's all up to you now! !

I took a step back with my left foot, and I heard the rough grinding of the ground.Holding my breath, I heard the suppressed panting of the prison temple.Closing my eyes, I heard the sound of the wind dancing in late spring.I opened my eyes and stared at the man in the suit, and I heard the sound of blood screaming non-stop.My whole body is tense, it seems that I can charge at full speed just waiting for the command of my brain, and even the flame attached to my sword is jumping hotly.

"Ah——!!!!" I yelled, and quickly rushed towards the man with the sword in my hand, gritted my teeth, and swung the sword with the last bit of strength I had left.Three seconds later, a violent explosion sounded, almost shattering my eardrums.

What, what?I froze.that man