But Machine God G4 wasn't buying it. It drew a massive sword from its back. "You're the one I want to kill. This is also a test of my combat AI's performance, but right now, you're full of openings. Killing you like this won't give me any combat data. Fight me with everything you've got!"
The tip of the massive sword pointed straight at King's head. With a rush of wind, King's hat was blown off again.
King remained standing there, looking as though he would "fight to the death without retreating."
But could anyone guess why he wasn't retreating?
Pat...
As the sound of the hat hitting the ground rang out,
King spoke as well. "...All right, but I need to use the restroom first."
"If I have to hold it in during the fight, my strength will be cut by at least half. You won't get reliable data that way."
King's expression was perfectly calm.
"..."
Machine God G4 fell silent for a moment. "Ten minutes... I'll wait here. For every minute you're late after that, I'll slaughter ten people at random. Think carefully."
Then King hid in the restroom.
The moment he locked the stall door, his legs gave out, and he slumped against the wall, all his earlier composure gone.
"Y-you... came to kill me...?"
"Ha... haha..."
King laughed foolishly, sweat pouring down his face.
Here, in a restroom stall where no one could see him, King stopped controlling his expression. Fear twisted every feature of his face.
How did it come to this...?
I'm not the strongest man on Earth! I'm just a twenty-nine-year-old shut-in!
What idiot came up with the King Engine?! I'm just a coward who's so scared that people can hear my heartbeat!
King clutched the fabric over his chest with both