In the psychological pain and physical enjoyment, Katsujo Toma and Mizube Shokuo walked to a remote convenience store.

It is called a convenience store, but it is actually a simple stall made of wooden boards, and there is not even a shed to shade customers. The service attitude is not enough.

The salesperson wearing a generous clerk's uniform lowered his head and said nothing, as if he didn't want to see the scene of these two people showing off their doggy food.

"Please give me two cups of honey and lemon tea." Shangjoo Toma handed the clerk change, and the other party shrank his right hand into his sleeve, took it through the sleeve, pinched the change, and put it in his pocket.

He seemed to refuse to have physical contact with this damn current who had a sour smell of love.

The bee eater was about to speak.

"Is it OK to have fresh lemon slices inside?"

Feng Feng looked at Dama in surprise.

"What's wrong? Do you don't like fresh lemon slices?"

"No...no, just..."

Shimibe Shoku, who has the ability to master the psychology, is very complicated at this moment.

"Is this a coincidence? Or did Dama remember it? No, it should be a coincidence. He wouldn't have remembered it. I've tried it so many times. But what if the miracle really favored me?"

Shi Feng was very confused. On the one hand, it was too arbitrary to judge whether the cognitive circuit of Shangjou Dangma began to recover based on just a slice of fresh lemon. This is really not a judgment that a superpower with psychological control should make.

But on the other hand, for the already "drowning", even a little hope is enough to make her hope for it.

"Dangma..."

"Hmm? What's wrong... it's not right! I haven't told you my name at all!"

When Masashiro heard the girl calling her name, she subconsciously replied, and then realized that she had never told the other party his name at all.

"Yes! She seemed to have called my name on the beach just now. I thought I had heard it wrong, but now it seems..."

“!!!”

The sudden sense of crisis interrupted Kamijo Toma's thoughts, and he subconsciously hugged Fumibe Shokuyu and fell to the ground.

"Swish--!"

The sharp scimitar drew a dazzling silver arc under the scorching sun, bringing out a drop of blood that shone with a charming red light under his eyes.

It was the clerk who had been silent all the time. He took out a strange-shaped scimitar from the simple counter.

She used her body as a buffer pad for the girl, and gently pushed the girl in her arms aside, and a carp stood up.

The precursor perception was activated. The Shangyou who had just gotten up had his body folded back, and a strange-shaped scimitar rubbed against the tip of his nose.

The character of Shunjoo Dangma is not just a beat and not fighting back. Although he has no internal strength, his strength is definitely far greater than that of ordinary people with the blessing of a variety of martial arts.

After lowering his waist to avoid the sweeping scimitar, Shangjou Dangma did not get up, but took advantage of the situation to directly make a backflip, landed steadily and then set off to prepare for a quick battle and decisive move to the opponent.

Judging from the skills the other party just showed, the other party was just a fierce ordinary person holding a weapon. Kamijoo Toma was very sure to quickly deal with the other party and ensured that the girl would not be hurt.

But when he looked at the salesperson who suddenly started to fight, he couldn't help swallowing.

It was a skinny middle-aged man wearing a not-fitting store uniform. His skin was quite unhealthy. He could tell at a glance that his internal organs were probably broken. He was holding a scimitar in his right hand that looked like an iron claw.

Shangyou's eyes fell on his hand holding the knife. The hand almost didn't look like a human hand. Some nails were cracked, some had peeled off, and some were covered with solidified black blood clots.

The fingers were blood-bruised and there were quite a few scars on the back of the hand, and the blood scab seemed to be peeled off again and again. The disgusting black meat piece was turned out from the wound, looking like a rotten fruit that was spilling out of the transparent mucus.

Kamijo couldn't help but be amazed that such a hand could even hold the knife, and even use the knife to make such a fierce attack.

A strong sense of dizziness appeared, and the scorching pain in the blade on the face began to decrease - when the other party swung the first knife, in order to protect Shizuki Shoku, Kamijo Toma's face was cut in a small hole.

(Is it... poisonous? Damn... what did he apply to the knife...?)

It is said that African ethnic minorities will coat the juice of poisonous caterpillars on the front of the wooden gun to hunt beasts. Perhaps this is a similar poison.

Although Kamijo's body has developed a considerable degree of resistance during the training courses in the Academy City, it still cannot withstand the power of this poison at all.

"Damn it... it was made by the Fire Wild God..."

The angel fell and disappeared, but other plots that should happen would still happen.

Kamijo Toma knew that the Fire Nori will appear nearby, and it was normal for him to be targeted by the Fire Nori.

He didn't have to worry about it. With his current skills, let alone just holding a scimitar, even if the Hokage God was holding a pistol, the Shangjou Toma was very sure to kill him and hand him over to the police.

If this girl who suddenly appeared was not dragged on her.

Although Masa Kamijou is much stronger than in the plot, his physique has not changed fundamentally. Compared to the plot when he was injured and lost his ability to move, and then lost consciousness and fainted. Now Masaki is much stronger.

Having said that, after a severe vertigo, Kamijo's body began to sweat quickly and his physical strength was lost in an instant.

His vision gradually blurred, and his body was supported, hoping to kill the Fire Nori as soon as possible.

“Um…”

The upper body shakingly walked towards the Fire Wild God.

"bump--!"

In the blurred vision of the previous bleak sight, the Fire Wild God fell to the ground, and his life and death were unknown.

Kazukumi Mizube, who was lying on the ground, held a TV remote control with an angry face, pointing in the direction of the Hokuno Kanzu.

"You...uh..."

The crisis was lifted and Kamijo could no longer resist the strong dizziness, and fell backwards staggeringly.

“!!!”

Shimibe Shoku immediately stood up to catch Toma, but she ignored that she was a sports idiot. The back of Kamijo's head hit her chest and both fell to the ground.

"Ahem..."

There was an impact on his chest, and even with buffering, Shokuhou Mizube coughed twice in discomfort. Fortunately, they were lying on the sand, which didn't hurt.

She carefully placed Shangyou as sausage on the sand, and activated her ability with anxiety on her face.

"Huh... from the perspective of ability feedback, it should be a neurotoxin with strong anesthesia properties, and in theory it should be able to be relieved with my ability."

Her "mind mastery" is caused by the "live current" manipulating water. It mainly controls the secretion of substances in the brain of the target person and the proportion of blood, marrow fluid and other liquids.

Therefore, her ability can theoretically make neurotoxins lose their effect on the human body, but it is only theoretically and can only have an effect on neurotoxins.

"But... I have never tried this before, and my ability is mainly used on the brain. To be safe, it's better... to suck it out with my mouth!"

Looking at the wound on Kamijou Dangma's face, Shokumi Miriga made a decision silently.

...

Sitting on Kamijo Toma's body, Shoku Fumibe carefully sucked out the toxins bit by bit towards the wound.

She was not worried that Huoye Kanzuo would wake up because she saw that Dangma was injured, and she had just taken action a little harder.

But what she didn't notice was that behind her and Katsuo Toma, a silver-haired girl in a white one-piece swimsuit was holding two bottles of drinks and staring at the scene blankly.

The girl's beautiful green eyes gradually became mist.

"Dangma...dangma..."

"Hey?!!!"

Fumibee, who had just moved his lips away from Kurajo's face, was startled and subconsciously turned down from Toma.

At the call of the pure white nun who could transform into a white demon at any time, Kamijou Dama woke up leisurely.

"Because Dangma hasn't come back for a long time, I'm very worried, so I came out to look for Dangma everywhere..."

The nun lowered her head, her soft silver hair covered her eyes, and only her glittering tiger teeth were seen on the upper hand.

"Ah? Indyx? Why are you here? Although I don't know what happened, the little one apologizes to you here!"

Although he was a little confused, driven by the desire to survive, Kamijou Tama still subconsciously apologized.

"Walking on the hot sand, holding the drink, but not willing to drink it because I worry that I will feel thirsty..."

The girl turned a deaf ear to Kanjo's apology, but just lowered her head, and gradually cried in her voice, "I saw it as if it was numb......"

"Wait...wait, Indyx! I can explain!"

"I will never forgive you! I will bite the skull that is numb!"

The girl who said this raised her head, revealing her demonic face to Nakajo, opened her bloody mouth and pounced on her fiercely.

"Although the memory in my mind is not very clear, I am indeed - unfortunate!!!"

...

The two of them ignored him, Kazuki Mizuki silently got up from the beach, picked up the remote control on the ground, and put it in his shoulder bag.

"Well...it seems that this shop shouldn't have honey lemon tea, I'll still... go back..."
Chapter completed!