Shiraki Shiraki is, Yamato Satsuko.

She is a dignified and humble Japanese classical girl with long hair with smooth black shawls.

He is a future wife and mother who is very skilled in cooking, versatile housework, and kind to everyone.

He is Xingjia's armed witch, and the super-detective of the Tokyo Martial Arts Detective and Superb Search Research Institute.

It means, the superpower.

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In the underground warehouse, Aria, who was the bodyguard, was strangled from behind by Bai Xue, who was supposed to be the object of protection. The right hand held the knife that had been unsheathed, just as it was against Aria's neck.

Carotid artery.

That is the key to the fact that as long as you cut a few millimeters, a person will lose blood and die within a few seconds.

"Bai...xue! What are you doing! This is, what's wrong!"

Bai Xue was still holding the right fist of the gun to screaming Aria—

Huh... I blew my breath through my shoulders.

"Wooah!"

Aria leaned back as if pressed by a soldering iron.

And the proud m1911 also fell from her hands.

Clap...Ku.

The silver pistol that fell to the ground was immediately wrapped in ice.

"Aria! No!"

Jinci shouted, "—That guy is not Bai Xue!!"

Bai Xue's re-use of the same trick made Aria let go of the dark m1911.

Her hand holding it in front of her chest—it was like frosting, with a layer of ice attached.

“——A mere mortal.”

The snow that can cause this supernatural phenomenon is—

"It's so stupid that I actually want to fight against the superpowers."

Superpowered person.

“…Demon Sword…!”

Aria, who finally noticed her right body, screamed in anger with frostbite hands.

That is the name of the prisoner who tried to abduct Bai Xue.

"—Don't call me this name. It's someone else's name, I don't like it."

"You... know my name! I am Kamisaki Holmes Aria! The sins of my mother have been for 107 years - it is your sin! Give me compensation!"

"Is this what I said under this situation?"

Puff, the magic sword laughed at Aria who was captured by him.

"Besides, your name - at most 150 years of history, it's ugly to say it. The history of my name is much longer than yours - but it lasts for 600 years, a glorious history."

Then it was still Bai Xue's face. She squinted her eyes as if she thought Aria was ridiculous and pressed her lips to her ears.

"So that's it, are you [two swords and two guns] - It's true that Robin 4 said.

Aria. You are very similar to my great ancestor, the first generation of Joan of Arc Dark. You are so beautiful and cute, but you are so brave in your heart—”

"Joan of Arc Dark...!?"

Aria pondered the name.

It was the 15th century that led France to win the Hundred Years of War in Britain and France, and the French Saint. But what she said just now meant that she was the descendant of Joan of Arc.

"You lied! Joan of Arc Dark was stolen... and died in his teenage years! He had no descendants at all!"

"That's Shadow Warrior."

Ho, she laughed at Kiaria again.

"One of my clan is a clan of strategists. Although I dressed up as a saint, my true identity is a witch. We have always hidden the truth in the shadow of history and passed on the glory, name, and wisdom from generation to generation. And I am the 30th generation. The 30th generation - Joan of Arc Dark."

"Wow, I heard something interesting."

“!?”

The dark light, like Aria who was taken as a hostage, cut down towards Joan of the Demon Sword, with an aura that seemed to be splitting her in half. Joan of Arc immediately responded and decisively pushed Aria behind him as a shield, and retreated quickly backwards.

However, at this moment, a chain flew over from the 3-meter-high computer, wrapped around Aria and pulled her away.

boom!

The dark blade slashed on the ground and immediately smashed a large pit.

After several steps in a row, Joan of Arc put the sword in his right hand in front of him to guard against the girl who should not be here in front of her.

A silver-haired girl in a gorgeous kimono.

Her right hand was also holding a sword made of black and white metal that was used to attack, which was more than one meter long. There was a cannon attached to the tail of the sword, and the pointer of the simulator installed at the junction of the two was pointing about halfway from zero.

The sword faces down and the muzzle faces upward.

"One of the five treasures is the [laughtering laziness (Λνπη-Κaθuσtepηση)]."

“…………Kaguchi!”

Joan of Arc expressed his identity with a bitter face.

"Tes., it's me."

Kuyina nodded, then looked at her jokingly.

"How about you, who has a history of only 600 years at most, will you fight me, who has lasted for thousands of years?"

"There is no need to fight with you, you must prepare more thoroughly."

As he said that, something like that fell from her scabby hem that was dressed in disguise as snow.

Chi——————…!

The white smoke released from the barrel was filled with eyes.

"Do you have a chimney?"

, here.

The automatic fire extinguisher on the ceiling sensed the smoke and began to sprinkle water one after another.

“——Tie and cut off, [laughtering laziness].”

The sound of a fingernail scratching through the glass, then the automatic fire extinguisher stopped sprinkling water.

Regarding Joan of Arc, who was stunned by this situation, Kuina seemed to be kind enough to explain: "The usual driving of [laughtering laziness] is to cut the things that carry the name on its blade. I modified it a little and added the ability to connect and cut off the names of things like the upper driving of [Dragonfly Cut]."

“That is,—”

As a clan of strategists, Joan of Arc quickly understood the status quo.

"Tes., I will cut off the automatic fire extinguisher activation."

“……………………”

The room temperature inside the house is dropping sharply.

Joan of Arc was speechless, and took off his scabbard and white clothes - what covered part of his body was Western armor.

"The unmoving disguise that Robin 4 made was useless."

Zla, the face that appeared under the thin skin-

The slender and elegant eyes as a blade were sapphire-colored, and the two hairs were made of three strands, which were silver like ice.

Like a beautiful white girl who often appears in Western history movies.

Kuyna whistled.

"A pretty girl."

Set up [laughtering laziness] and pose in the next section.

"You shouldn't be very good at using Japanese swords, so take out your own sword."

"Too."

Joan of Arc nodded, threw away the knife he had snatched from Bai Xue, and then pulled out the gorgeous Western sword hidden behind him.

"This is my sword, Holy Sword Durandal."

"Oh, the Angel's Sword?"

Just finished speaking—

wind.

It was a violent wind claiming to move at high speed. The footsteps were also sounded, and the sound of footsteps was as deep as an earthquake.

With the wind and sound, the black blade swung towards Joan of Arc.

Swords collided together - gem-like ice crystal dust replaced the sparks that should have appeared, and were instantly evaporated while scattering.

Sha—Kuina's deflected blade silently cut the computer standing next to her into two sections.

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