"At the very end..." (together)
White Night and Bronya exchanged a glance and wrote down their final little goal in the notebook.
◆No underworld-style forced happy ending! Not a single one of the Thirteen Flame-Chasers could be missing!
Joining Mobius's Laboratory
Flame-Chasers Headquarters:
"So you're the one who wants to join the Flame-Chasers?"
A tall, imposing man in combat gear walked over. His hands were clasped behind his back, and his gaze carried a fierce air.
"There are plenty of Flame-Chasers recruitment offices. But you're the first person I've seen who came straight to headquarters and took down several guards in one go."
As he spoke, the man thrust out a powerful hand, his five fingers curled into a claw as he launched a sneak attack at White Night.
Bang—
White Night blocked the claw strike with one hand, then swiftly subdued the man with the other. "What's this supposed to mean?"
"Heh, my hands were itching. Let's trade a few moves."
This counted as an assessment. Without some real skill, he could only start out as a rookie.
The man kicked at White Night's calf, forcing him back. Then he pressed forward, driving his whole body into a shoulder strike.
Bang—
The collision of flesh produced a dull thud. After all, he was a warrior who fought the Honkai; he had some skill. "Kid, you're not bad."
"Hand-to-hand combat? It's been a long time since I tried that." With that, White Night casually rolled his wrists and chose to accept the challenge.
Bang, bang bang—
A fierce exchange of blows landed squarely on flesh.
As expected, White Night won overwhelmingly. Though he was better with a blade, a strong person... shouldn't have any weaknesses!
"Very good, you passed!"
The man retreated in defeat, once more putting his hands behind