Kawakami Tomie hadn't expected it—or rather, Amamiya Rin had long forgotten—that Aizawa Yuuma's younger sister, Aizawa Chikumo, was the daughter of the Apology Demon and a human. Her physical prowess far exceeded that of ordinary humans, considering she had only appeared in a few panels of the manga.
However, to Kawakami Tomie, this minor detail was of no importance.
"Inhale... Exhale..."
The synchronization of over fifty brains, the simultaneous oxygen supply of the neural network, and the fifty-fold realm of the Gate of Contemplation activated the neural circuits connected to the torso via the cerebral cortex, allowing the numb arm to rapidly return to normal.
"Hehehehe, looking to get rough? How cute. So naively cute."
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Aizawa Chikumo let out a bizarre laugh, her widely split mouth revealing naked mockery.
Kawakami Tomie's gaze was indifferent. The Gate of Contemplation fully unfurled, making the world before her eyes as clear as cracks reflected in a mirror.
Her line of sight enveloped Aizawa Chikumo's entire body—the faint rise and fall of her chest, the up-and-down movement of her shoulders, the shifting center of gravity in her feet, and even the focal point of her eyes.
"A beauty like you must have delicious brains, right? Heeheehee, I've decided! I'm not going to wait for my trash of a brother to keep playing hide-and-seek with you. I'm going to beat you down right now and deliver you to my trash brother."
Before her voice even faded, Aizawa Chikumo lunged toward Kawakami Tomie.
Her feet pushed off the ground as she spread her arms wide, fingers splayed and completely taut. Her posture resembled a wild beast, and her speed was both ferocious and swift.
Before Mamiya Yuka could even react, Aizawa Chikumo had already appeared right in front of Kawakami Tomie.
(It's over!)
Mamiya Yuka's pupils trembled, and she subconsciously almost screamed out loud.
However, Kawakami Tomie didn't panic in the slightest.
Aizawa Chikumo's actions had already been mapped out in Kawakami Tomie's mind a full second prior.
The bend of her calves, the shift in her height, the curvature of her waist, and even the direction her fingertips were pointing—all of these provided Kawakami Tomie with her attack trajectory and precise landing spot before Aizawa Chikumo had even left her standing position.
Just as Aizawa Chikumo's fingers were about to touch Kawakami Tomie, Tomie tilted her body. Her heels dug into the ground as her soles slid flatly, gliding backward by several dozen centimeters.
Aizawa Chikumo's fingertips brushed past Kawakami Tomie's collar. Missed by a mere hair's breadth, Aizawa Chikumo could even feel Kawakami Tomie's breath falling upon the back of her hand, yet she simply could not manage to touch her.
At the exact moment she evaded the attack, Kawakami Tomie had already bent her right elbow and raised her arm, her forearm chopping precisely toward the inside of Aizawa Chikumo's wrist.
This was the essence of the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu—the mastery of distance and timing. Neither too early nor too late, it struck exactly at the interval when the opponent had exhausted their strength and was unable to counterattack.
Not only that, but the spot Kawakami Tomie struck was exactly where the numbness-inducing nerve was located.
"Smack!"
Accompanied by a crisp sound of collision, Aizawa Chikumo's right arm trembled uncontrollably. A wave of soreness and numbness even welled up in her palm. Taking advantage of the situation, Kawakami Tomie guided her to the side, using the momentum of Aizawa Chikumo's forward rush to deflect her movements off course.
Her center of gravity destabilized, Aizawa Chikumo stumbled a half-step and nearly crashed to the ground.
"Although I have no sword in hand, I do know a thing or two about jujutsu."
Although Amamiya Rin had only practiced the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu, it was a rare style that included close-quarters combat techniques. For instance, the Muto-dori technical system incorporated jujutsu maneuvers such as throws and joint locks.
While he couldn't compare to a true jujutsu master, after years of grueling training in the Dream World, Amamiya Rin could barely scrape his way into the professional ranks.
The evasion and counterattack were executed in one fluid motion. Kawakami Tomie quickly adjusted her stance, her gaze locking back onto Aizawa Chikumo.
Aizawa Chikumo swung her hand back in a reverse slap. Even from such an awkward posture, the power and speed were enough to whip up a gust of wind.
Kawakami Tomie immediately pulled her waist back and took a small step in retreat, allowing Aizawa Chikumo's attack to sweep harmlessly past her front.
It was only then that Mamiya Yuka finally snapped back to her senses.
Amamiya Rin had no weapon! That Wooden sword had been dropped on the second floor earlier!
Mamiya Yuka subconsciously turned back toward the emergency stairwell, attempting to retrieve the Wooden sword for Amamiya Rin.
However, just as she was about to enter the stairwell doors, a wail that sounded more like pure twisted pleasure than pain drifted out from the crack in the emergency exit doors.
"This is bad!"
Mamiya Yuka's footsteps ground to a sudden halt, her expression shifting rapidly.
There was still that guy up there who could dissolve people's brains through apologies. Asking her to go up and grab the sword... she truly didn't have the guts for it.
Mamiya Yuka licked her lips anxiously. She surveyed the lobby, which now resembled a portrait of hell, her gaze quickly sweeping over the corpses slumped on the floor, the overturned chairs, and the scattered belongings.
Soon, her eyes locked onto a pile of overturned clutter not too far away. An IV pole, roughly 1.2 meters long, caught her attention.
Its structure was simple—a slender pole attached to a base stand. It looked quite sturdy, and the bottom base could be detached.
(That's the one! It should be able to substitute for the Wooden sword, right?)
Mamiya Yuka thought uncertainly. But it was better than doing nothing at all. She dashed over in a few quick strides and yanked the IV pole out from the pile of debris.
On the other side, the battle between Kawakami Tomie and Aizawa Chikumo raged on.
"Ahhhhh! Stop dodging! You bastard!"
Failing to land a hit and instead getting struck until her palm went numb caused Aizawa Chikumo's eyes to turn vicious. Perhaps earlier she had merely wanted to amuse herself with Kawakami Tomie, but now, her malice was completely genuine.
Aizawa Chikumo's left leg kicked off the ground fiercely behind her. Accompanied by a loud "Crack!", she actually stomped several fractured indentations into the solid floor. Aizawa Chikumo charged toward Kawakami Tomie like a wild boar, her arms stretched wide, as if intent on relying purely on brute strength to tackle and pin down Kawakami Tomie.
However, Kawakami Tomie had long since captured the trajectory of her shifting center of gravity. Instead of retreating, she advanced. Stepping to the rhythm of the Kasumi Steps, her silhouette became as elusive as thin mist blown by the wind, actually gliding right past Aizawa Chikumo's left side.
The two bodies crossed paths. Aizawa Chikumo had a look of utter bewilderment; she couldn't comprehend how Kawakami Tomie, who had been right in front of her, had suddenly ended up beside her.
Kawakami Tomie, however, didn't waste even a fraction of a second. The very moment they brushed past each other, she immediately shifted her momentum. Digging her heels into the ground, she leaned backward in reverse.
At the exact same time, she bent her right arm and ruthlessly drove her elbow into Aizawa Chikumo's side.
That area was a part of the human body with relatively thin muscle coverage. Even though Aizawa Chikumo's physical constitution far surpassed that of an ordinary person, taking this elbow strike forced a muffled groan from her lips, throwing her movements into disarray for a split second.
Seizing this opening, Kawakami Tomie pressed the attack. Crossing her legs, she twisted her waist and spun around to pursue Aizawa Chikumo. Her left hand smoothly grabbed Aizawa Chikumo's wrist, her fingertips locking onto the joint at the base of the girl's palm.
"Let go!"
Aizawa Chikumo roared furiously. She violently yanked her left arm back, trying to break free using brute force.
Kawakami Tomie didn't resist with sheer force. Following Aizawa Chikumo's pulling motion, she pressed her right hand onto the girl's shoulder blade and gave a forceful shove. At the same time, she hooked her left foot forward, causing Aizawa Chikumo to lose her balance entirely and crash to the floor.
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