Oono Hayato said all that just to stall for a bit while he set things up—he didn't need much, just a dozen seconds or so. As long as those Mecha were stunned for that brief moment, it was enough.
War has always been about using every dirty trick. For Oono Hayato, it was just moving his lips a couple of times; whether it worked or not, he lost nothing. Fortunately for him, this so‑called "Leray Hero" actually fell for it like an idiot. Even more ridiculous, the guy even hoped to be let go! Although… something about his voice sounded off…
"What are you trying to do?" From inside the Mecha came Fatty's terrified voice.
Oono Hayato stared at those few white specks in the rolling black metal tide and sneered, "You surrender—"
Before he could finish, a girlish laugh rang out from the Mecha, followed by a crisp, sultry female voice: "What am I trying to do? Fatty, watch how I deal with you!" As she spoke, the playful scuffling of a man and a woman burst out in a noisy tangle.
