Origami the Mortal

Origami Tobiichi, who had been transported back to her room by Angel, had not completely passed out. About ten minutes later, she immediately woke up. Around her were her classmates, whom she had drugged in the water before leaving, sleeping deeply.

Good. Whatever she did next would go unnoticed. After removing all the deeply concealed, unidentified computer components from her body, Origami felt as if even her weight had dropped by a third. She secured her military dagger and headed out once more.

The scene outside looked no different from usual. After avoiding the classmates sleeping soundly, Origami seemed unstoppable as she kept running toward a familiar place.

"—"

A [Phantom Beast] blocking her path appeared. Was it one that [Seraph of Thousand Blades] had missed?

"Tch."

The mysterious mechanical Phantom Beast blocked her way. Without any Realizer at the moment, she reassessed the difference between herself and the [Phantom Beast] before her.

She would lose.

Feeling that these machines attacked indiscriminately whether their target was human or not, so long as they came close, irritation once again stirred in Origami's heart.

The only weapon she could use now was probably something she could pick up nearby...

My ass!

For an ordinary person like Origami Tobiichi, without any Realizer equipped, anything she picked up nearby would be useless.

She could only make use of the terrain—

Scenes from the past few years flashed through Origami's mind. Shadows of the past began to surge at her: flames, pain, all of it surfaced in her mind, as though she had briefly been possessed by the protagonist of a hot-blooded shonen manga.

A blazing fire, nine parts out of ten, gathered in her blue eyes. The incredible endurance, physical strength, and mental capacity hidden within her body were activated in full force.

Her