CH 106

Sayuri VS Powered Suits

Translated by Dawn

Sayuri VS Powered Suits

—Military reinforced exoskeleton developed at OU. It can be operated as an extension of the body even by amateurs with a brainwave brain control system. Armed with a Gatling gun and a high-frequency blade. As expected of OU.

Also, I now knew why my teleportation didn’t work.

“A fake made with copying abilities!? So that’s why!”

Interference systems such as [Teleport] and [Rebuilding] could not interfere with psychic abilities.

So, even at that time with Bando, if his whole body was covered with armor made of psychic ice, it would not have worked.

Ijuin, too, was wearing a suit made of psychic power for his whole body, so teleportation would not work.

“That means it can’t even be broken down with [Rebuilding].”

Kiriha’s voice rose as Miina bit her teeth in regret.

“In short, it’s my turn.”

A clear, glassy blade formed from the tip of Kiriha’s ten fingers, and clear poison dripped from the tip of the blade.

At the same time, I felt the heat from her, as if the temperature had risen three degrees at once.

I felt an overwhelming sense of dependability in the presence of Harakiri Kiriha which could rival that of a tank.

“I’m sorry I can’t help you.”

“What are you talking about, Honey? This is my job. And I don’t want to hear any apologies.”

When she flashed me a good-looking smile over my shoulder, I returned it emphatically.

“I really appreciate it, Kiriha, thank you!”

“You’re! Welcome!”

Kiriha, which flew out like a bullet, reached the enemy machines with a movement speed equivalent to teleportation, and with the momentum of divine speed, slammed her five fingers into the steel armor.

With a crash sound like a car accident scene in a movie, the enemy machine did not draw a parabola but flew horizontally and crashed into the wall of the gymnasium.

Was that the muscular strength of a bee when it became the size of a human being?

It was far beyond the horsepower of mammals.

Then, perhaps inspired by Kiriha, other combatants attacked the enemy machines one after another.

Flames, lightning, blades, and debris rushed toward Ijuin and the others at a furious pace.

For a moment, I expected to see a scene as powerful as a scene from a battle manga.

But the reality, after all, could not surpass fiction.

“Weak, so weak!”

With a light huff, Ijuin did not give a second thought to the barrage of psychic powers and launched a bullet tackle.

Just before he made contact with the hunched-over students, Miina’s ability caused the floor to bounce up, and Ijuin was launched unceremoniously into the gymnasium wall.

Just as Director Sayuri said on the first day we were gathered at the MIC.

Unlike the protagonists of manga, the output of real-life combat psychics was not at a level that would allow them to destroy weapons.

“Don’t fight, even if you have combat abilities! I’ll buy you time until the police arrive! Evacuate!”

As soon as she said this, Director Sayuri jumped down from the podium and confronted one of the three machines.

I shouted a proclamation.

“Shisae please take Maria, Maiko, Maya, and Matsumi and evacuate!”

“Okay!”

As I teleported only five people to the basement, Director Sayuri shouted.

“Okui Ikuo!”

“I won’t take no for an answer, and Director Sayuri needs to go too!”

I didn’t care.

If someone couldn’t fight, they would be taken as shields or hostages, which would be more of a nuisance.

The only three people who would be useful in this situation would be me, Kiriha, and Miina.

That was what I thought, but just as I was about to teleport Director Sayuri underground as well, an enemy machine fired a Gatling gun at us.

As soon as the enemy machine fired its Gatling gun, Director Sayuri dropped to a low posture as if she were melting, and with lightning speed, she dived into the bosom of the enemy machine.

Without a pause, the enemy machine struck, and Director Sayuri twisted her torso in a minimal movement to avoid the fist, then grabbed the outstretched steel arm and threw it in a single backward swing.

The toes of the 3-meter, 500-kilogram giant arced before slamming into the gymnasium floor.

Director Sayuri gave me a belligerent smile in return.

“Am I a nuisance?”

“No…”

I knew that I would probably look like I was biting a bitter bug.

—I mean, is she really human?

“Fuu, unlike tanks, reinforced exoskeletons are easier to fight with. Listen up! We don’t have to beat them! Just try to buy time until the police arrive!”

While giving instructions, Director Sayuri dodged, parried, and deflected enemy attacks within an inch of her life.

Director Sayuri might look superhuman, but she was still only a flesh-and-blood human.

There was no way to damage the powered suit.

This was the major difference between Kiriha and Director Sayuri.

“I’ll take care of the other one!”

Miina was holding back the machine that Kiriha had first knocked away.

The floor that had been raised up swallowed the machine and seemed to be in competition with the output of the artificial muscles.

“Oi, oi, that trash boss, is she really human?”

Ijuin looked down at us proudly, hovering near the ceiling with jets on his back.