A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 194: Rush, Rescue (4)

"No, I'm sorry?!"

"Shut up."

– Paang!

Wirdi, I'm angry!

On the outside, he has the same emotionless expression as usual, but he is clearly angry.

That's right, the momentum of the fist thrown out is different.

Every time I swing my fist, a sonic boom erupts rather than just a blast.

The dust that had accumulated on the basement floor had already escaped in a circle around Wirdi, and the door, which had been broken in half, was also shaking.

No matter how physically enhanced it was, the future was good for what would happen if I got hit by this fist.

The question is whether to become a broken watermelon or a burst tomato.

Of course, either way, the contents become mushy.

Until a little while ago, they were fighting evenly, exchanging attacks and defenses in their own way, but all they could do was dodge against the angry Wirdi.

Wasn't this similar to last time?

– Paang!!

Yikes.

Narrowly dodge a fist swung at your chest.

However, the wind pressure created by the fist, which surpassed the speed of sound, was enough to make even me in a physically enhanced state lose his balance for a moment.

Then, as soon as I regained my balance, Wirdi loaded his fist again.

Paang! And, without giving me a chance to counterattack, I punch again.

This process was repeated a little while ago.

To escape this repetition, you must withstand the pressure of the wind or breathe whether you are receiving or receiving a fist. What about a fist that creates a sonic boom?

The current Wirdi seems to be able to hit a flying bullet from the side at Mach 3.

... Wait. But somehow.

"For some reason, aren't you just aiming for the chest?"

– Paang!

I was so busy dodging that I only realized it now, but the attack only flew towards my chest.

The heart is a vital organ that goes without saying.

It's natural to aim for a vital point...

Maybe it was just his mood, but Wirdi's attack was a little further ahead.

If you get hit, the fat explodes, not the heart... Ugh, it's terrible.

Since the target is always the same, it is much easier to avoid, but it feels strange.

I wonder if this is what the bandits felt when they targeted me for my genitals.

From next time, I will cut it without giving myself time to feel anxious.

First, what should I do with the current situation?

"No, now that I think about it, it's unfair, isn't it? That's not even your original body! "A guy who can transform at any time gets angry over something like that?"

"Shut up!"

Wrong.

He doesn't seem to have any intention of talking.

It was strange to talk while fighting in the first place... Ah, now!

– Kyaang!

The fist that was swinging was raised diagonally from below and kicked away.

The trick is similar to dodging a bullet.

Instead of processing a fist swinging at the speed of sound, you predict the angle by looking at the preliminary movements starting from the shoulder and waist.

It's a theoretical thing, like, 'To avoid a bullet, you just have to watch the muscle movement of the finger trying to pull the trigger and dodge from the firing line.'

However, the way Wirdi swings his fist is not much different from that of a child randomly flailing his fist.

This is because Wirdiki never learned martial arts to begin with, and my skill level improved considerably at the academy.

Although they are different from children in that they are equally reduced to mush with just one blow.

So, it is difficult to look closely and parry at the right time... It's long.

Honestly, it's difficult.

I can do it because I'm a person like him. Don't imitate good kids.

No matter how accurately it was removed at the right time, it collided with an object moving at the speed of sound.

The shield that collided with the fist containing an incredibly powerful force was unable to withstand it and was shattered and scattered.

The moment when I concentrated to the limit to get the timing right.

Beyond the fluttering fragments of the shield, I could see Wirdi's eyes widening.

I never thought I would get this far.

Last time I fought Wirdi, I just roughly picked up the swords that were around and fought.

Wirdi doesn't know that I actually use a shield.

How well you write.

Thanks to sacrificing one precious shield (store tag), Wirdi's upper body became empty, and I was given some breathing room.

Once the shield is broken, the same method cannot be used again.

The area I'm aiming for with all my might to make use of this hard-won opportunity is...

Chin.

Anyway, even if I were to cut off Wirdi's head right now, the only thing I would get would be a scratch.

How much can a body that moves at the speed of sound be cut with a sword?

It is more effective to use the sword like a club to aim for concussion.

– Bah!

Even before the shattered fragments of the shield hit the floor, my sword flew out and hit Wirdi's small chin.

"... Ugh!"

Wirdi was surprised by the unexpected gap and could not react properly.

The wound that occurred when his chin was cut by the blade did not even reach his jawbone, but the force of the impact made Wirdy's bones tremble.

"Ah... Huh?"

Wirdi stumbled while making a strange sound, took a step back, and pointed at the door whose door was missing.

Just by looking at him, Wirdi is unfamiliar with fighting sports. He doesn't even know what a concussion is.

In the first place, if you hit one, the opponent's head disappears, so there is no need to know.

Wirdi grabbed his head and shook his head a few times, then quickly recovered and stood up again.

It was a chance, but the door was where Wirdy was standing against the wall, so he couldn't escape.

As expected, in order to chase after the vice principal, we had to push or pull to get Wirdi out of the way from that door.

Still, the time gained by the strike, even sacrificing the shield, was not in vain.

Finally, Asil put a knife to her neck and cut off her choker.

"It's done!"

"Aaaaah! You know! Blood, blood!"

"Uh? What. No, really, what?! Potion, no potion?!"

"It's in the backpack..." Don't touch it! Because if you do something wrong, it will happen!"

"Okay, I'll hold on to it, so hurry up!"

... It's not in vain, right?

It was good to finally remove the choker, but I made a mistake at the end and the blade slit Asil's neck.

Asil was paying all his attention, so he didn't get cut too deeply.

Still, the sight of blood flowing from the neck seemed to be enough to embarrass the two.

Flora was panicking and rummaging through her backpack, and Asil was desperately trying to close her wounds, trying to prevent her from getting hurt.

She only had a small cut anyway, so there's no need to panic.

"Ugh. Am I dying? Are you going to die? I'm dying!"

"Ah, you know! Here's the potion!"

"Sprinkle it hear, hear!" If the bleeding stops just a little bit, I'll take care of the rest!"

"All right! ... Eight!"

"Pugh?!"

"Uh, how do you feel?"

"Are you going to spray it in my mouth and bury the wound on my neck? ... No, it's healed, right?"

... It really wasn't in vain, right?

Since the wound was not deep to begin with, a little potion flowing down the chin was enough to heal it.

It's good that Flora and Asil seem to be close, but I was wondering if they should be that way in this situation.

"You look very harmonious."

Even Wirdi, with whom he was currently in a hostile relationship, evaluated it in that way.

Even though Wirdi recovered from the shock, he just stood calmly and waited for me.

"You're not fighting?"

"Why me? I had to stop the choker he was wearing from coming off, but what could I do when it was already untied? Now, if I just block this area, I will fulfill my contract."

That's also true.

It would have been great if it weren't just us who were blocking it.

Meanwhile, time was passing by.

How much time is left? 5 minutes? 10 minutes?

What was certain was that I didn't have much time left to strengthen my body.

"You know. "Enough with the joking, we can fight now, right?"

"Wait a minute, Undine!"

When Asil called, a beautiful blue girl appeared in the air.

As soon as the spirit was summoned, the spirit, which looked like a collection of water droplets and took the form of a human, ran towards Asil and vigorously kissed, no, rubbed her cheek.

Asil also gave the spirit a warm pat and said.

"Good. I can fight."

However, Asil's confidence did not last long.

"... But you want to fight with the principal? I saw you fighting earlier, but it wasn't a fight where someone like me would get involved, right? "My heart felt so magnificent."

"So you're going to stay still? I stay still, but if it ends up being the same after a fight, I'll have to fight first."

"Ugh... Okay! Then Soira, please take some time. "I'll go after the vice principal."

"You? "Isn't it like that because you couldn't resist the vice principal?"

"It was all because of that choker. Now that I don't have a choker, I can smash it myself!"

Asil raised her fist and said she was confident as the vice principal.

Even naked, she didn't look particularly confident, but it seemed like the best strategy she had at the moment.

"Good. Then I will somehow take the time, so you can get out on your own."

"Okay!"

"Soira. "Me?"

"Flora, prepare a big one! Same thing as Asil!"

After hearing my instructions, Flora and Asil exchanged looks and nodded.

When did you guys become able to communicate with just your eyes?

"Sylph!"

Asil called and combined with the wind spirit, and Flora also began to chant magic.

"Are you ready? There won't be much time left now."

"Okay. Should I thank you for waiting?"

"Well, I just kill time and do my job."

After one battle, I lost my shield, but I was able to land a blow on Wirdi, and Flora and Asil joined the front line.

At least it's much better than the beginning.

When Asil couldn't fight, it was unclear who should go after the vice principal.

Wirdi was also leaning against the wall while waiting for us to see if he had fully recovered.

However, a lot of time was consumed, and there was not much manpower available to strengthen the body.

I raised my sword at Wirdi with the intention of finally settling the score this time.