Silver Fantasy closed her eyes and took a deep, forceful breath. Little by little, she drew one photo after another out of her inner space-scantily clad, outrageously provocative, blush-inducing photos. From what could be made out, they seemed to feature an adorable, black-haired Little Loli.
"These were all found in his private stash. While he was away, we raided his vault. You probably didn't know he'd secretly taken this many photos of you."
"..."
"..."
A deathly silence spread.
But in the very next instant.
The Black-Robed Figures shuddered, then abruptly drew his blade. With murderous intent and impatience on his face, he lunged at her and said:
"A robot rambling on and on-I have no idea what you're talking about, and I've had enough! I'll show you the price of wasting my time! Die!"
In that instant, he drew his blade.
His figure moved like a phantom.
No one could see how he had struck. In that instant, he was already in front of Silver Fantasy, his savage blade cleaving down toward her head amid a storm of killing intent.
But Silver Fantasy watched him, showing no sign of trying to dodge this time.
Hum-
The sharp blade stopped a few centimeters from her forehead.
It did not fall.
The Black-Robed Figures strained to force it down, but his hand seemed to refuse his commands. The blade simply would not descend.
Killing intent flashed in his eyes. He spun sharply, sweeping his long blade sideways to cut her in half at the waist.
Hum-
Cold steel flashed.
Just as before, the blade stopped dead in midair at her waist, unable to advance another inch.
The Black-Robed Figures strained with all his might, baring his teeth.
"Fuck! Fuck!"
The next instant.
Bang-
As though completely out of his control, the