[Code Geass] Irregular 33

Chapter 33 – 32. It Was a Long Wait.

After sleeping for a while, I woke up and went out immediately after finishing my meal. What I did today was simple. Until the time Karen returns from the academy, all the guys who look bad and don’t like them are beaten up.

Lately, as I’ve been focusing only on the story, I’ve been neglecting my original work for a while.

I reflected. I’ve only been quiet for a few days, because I’ve already seen people who have forgotten their fear of me and touch me gently.

Like the guys who are getting hit here and now.

“Come on all together!”
“Aaaaa!”

I hadn’t imagined that I’d lived a quiet life these days, that there would still be guys who would attack me naked without a gun or knife. I didn’t have to fight using my head like before. Having entered the realm of superhumans, his personal combat proficiency and physical stats reached 10. My personal combat proficiency in the realm of superhumans has also greatly corrected my physical abilities, so I am now strong enough to split stones with my grip if I set my mind to it. In addition, because of the experience gained from fighting variously and the compensation due to skills, I instinctively knew how to fight in any situation, so I couldn’t even imagine losing to the bullies of the ghetto.

I crossed the left and right straights and inserted them into the jaws of the two guys who were attacking from both sides. Now, the speed of the fist was invisible to the general public. If you kill it, it will be a headache, so let’s hit the jaw accurately in a situation where the power is reduced enough not to die! With the sound of flesh colliding, he fell forward just as he had been running. If you go in neatly like that, even if your mind is fine, you can’t wake up because your body doesn’t move as you think. It’s not for nothing that there are boxers who can’t get up when they count to 10.

These guys are wrong from the way they fight. When many attack one person, it is advantageous to attack in the widest possible place. It’s because it’s hard to care about the back.

But the gangsters of the ghetto fought with me in the narrow alleys, probably because they were really bullies. Then, the number of people to attack is limited, so no matter how much they attack, the number of people I have to deal with is not more than 3. In a place like this, he wouldn’t be nervous even if he fought with sword-bearing guys. I don’t know if it’s a gun. Because I also need a place to escape.

When the two collapsed without being able to do anything, the 5 guys who couldn’t attack because of the space behind them filled the seats one by one. Even if it was easy, it couldn’t be this easy.

As I slammed the fist that flew into my face from bottom to top, my arm, which could not withstand the force of my upward thrust, went up as if calling for cheers. Originally, only the fist trajectory should change, but my extraordinary power changes the result.
Can you feel the difference in power? Human?

The whole torso was exposed in an instant, but because of that, I thought of dozens of ways to defeat him in one shot, but I endured it. I hated fighting compactly like an agent. Men should be excited!

I lift my foot slightly and kick it as if stepping on the shin of his forward leg. Suddenly, the foot that supported his center of gravity was pushed back, and the guy who lost his balance fell to his knees in front of me. Grab the guy sitting there by the head and stick it into the wall of the alley, beat it! Blood spurted out with a scream. I let go of the head of the one who didn’t wake up, and I moved forward little by little.

I witnessed the guy collide with the alley wall and collapsed, and I approached him, grabbed him by the collar, and shook him from side to side. As his body stumbled, he kicked his ankle like a brush, and the direction of the force interlocked, causing his body to float horizontally in the air and fall to the ground. Betting everything, also known as Wasabari. I threw a soccer kick into the stomach of the fallen guy. I gave him enough time to block it and showed where he was going to hit him, so he quickly wrapped his arms around his stomach to defend it, and his feet kicked the stomach with his arms. Kkeek! It trembled with a strange sound. Does it hurt so much I feel like my arm is broken, so I won’t be able to do anything like that until it sticks.

I dodged the flying fist with ducking and hit the empty guy’s right side, my standard left side. Turn off! With a sound, the guy who was hit by the liver wrapped his stomach and sat down, just like the guy who got kicked.
Liver blows are not intended to rupture the liver. If it were me, if I decided to hit it, liver rupture would be a natural step, but if I hit it like that, these guys fall behind. The liver is a very soft organ, and the opposite side of the liver that has been hit by reverb will swell due to the pressure. The swollen liver touches the nerves, causing people to feel unbearable pain. In the end, it was possible to knock down an opponent with a small amount of force, as long as the position and power of the hit were accurate.

Since organs cannot be trained, no matter how much body blow they train, if the liver is properly hit, the training will be colorless. It’s a punch that makes organs hit nerves.

The one who didn’t get hit very hard grabbed his stomach and sat down, leaving only two left. I ran quickly before the two ran away. You can’t miss out on experience!

I quickly glanced at those who had already lost the will to resist. I held the face of the guy standing next to me equally with both hands. I wanted to try this once.

Iron Claw.

It’s a technique that just grabs the face and inflicts pain with a grip. As I explained earlier, my grip strength is at a level that can split stones. My arm is at the level of lightly lifting an adult male with one hand.

I gave strength to the faces of the guys who were caught and lifted up in an instant. It will feel like your face is stuck in a vise. As if my prediction was correct, both of them grabbed my hand with both hands and started screaming in an attempt to get my hand off somehow.

“Quaaaaagh!”
“Are you good or bad?”
“Ah! Let me go!”
“Are you good or bad?”
“Now… I was wrong!”
“Half words?”
“Wrong! Wrong!”
“Is that respectful?”

I deliberately kept talking. At first, I had to do this so that other guys wouldn’t be afraid to attack, so I used this method as a means of survival when my stats and skills were lacking.
It’s a little different now. I just liked being bullied. I felt a bit weird, but I didn’t pay much attention to it. It’s because these bastards were the ones who chose the right thing anyway.

“Ahh! I’m sorry… I’m sorry!”
“Yeah. That’s respectful. Okay?”
“Aagh!”
“Okay, didn’t you know?”
“Sa… Save me!”
“Okay, didn’t you know?”
“Ahh! I see! Sorry!”
“Okay.”

I let go of the two who were using the Iron Claw. After hanging in the air, two people sat down on the ground, stroking their faces while tears flowed. Looking at the red finger marks on the side of his face, he will probably have bruised finger marks in a few hours.

“Take care of me like this next time. I’ll hit you again, okay?”
“I… I will never laugh at you…”
“No, tease me again. I like things like this. Huh?”
“Yes yes…”
“Yes?”
“Ah…No!”
“It’s a joke. I don’t get angry anymore even if I joke around. You guys do it yourself. Good job.”
“Ughhh…”

I made a few puns and got up. As expected, the experience level went up by a rat’s tail. Even though I would have only saved Karen during the Orange Incident, my experience went up significantly, and it seemed that the system wanted me to be involved in the story. It could be a leap, but it wasn’t impossible if you had to get involved in the story to get a lot of experience points.

Nightmare should be careful though.

Still, the experience required for leveling up was also a rat tail, so I was able to level up somehow by fighting these guys. I immediately invested 1 more in my body stat.
When does the characteristic appear again? Since it was born at stat 8, will it appear when it becomes 16? Or do you want to upload more?
First of all, the goal was to raise the body stats until they had characteristics. After that, I need to raise my sensory stat. It was convenient because I didn’t have to worry about it because I set the goal of acquiring characteristics and acted upon it.

When I checked the time after the fight, I saw that it was around 3:00 PM. I remembered what Inoue had said the other day at Old Tokyo Tower, with the nuance that Karen would leave school at around 4:00. I told her to come to my hideout and never call me first, so Karen will take care of it and she will come to my hideout. I had to go back to the hideout and prepare to greet Karen.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ

After Karen finished Ashford Academy, she moved to the address Woojin gave her. She asked for help, so it was natural for her to grant the request, but Karen was troubled. Should I just not go? Should I just ignore it and break the promise? The worry was deep, but it was quick. Karen shook her head. If she had acted that way, she might not have the guy’s help later on when she really needed it. When a really desperate situation comes up, it would be better if there were at least one more person.

When she remembered the last time she had kissed him on the cheek, she blushed, though Karen was none. It was something she had never done to her own brother.

She certainly thought that, except for her help during the Shinjuku massacre, the rest of her requests for help were enough with or without him. I’m with Tokyo Tower. Nothing happened, and at the time of the orange incident, even if she didn’t accept herself, it was the direction of her fall on the lifesaving mat launched by her Ogi. . She ran into a wire on a hook, and the thickness of the wire was absolutely unreliable. Karen, who did not know that the wire was a carbon fiber wire, thought that if the wire broke, she would not be in a bad situation.

As she thought about it, an unfair feeling built up in a corner of her heart. She never thought she would have the audacity to say that she helped her 3 times that too!

But Karen was in no position to dispute that statement. Not only was he not accepting money, but he had only made one request so far, so there was nothing to compare to how unfair the request was, so if you are a Japanese person, collecting the money in the money bag that you worked hard to get energy filler to move Glasgow would not be a good idea. Was the amount. Karen, comforted by the fact that she handed over the amount and kissed her on the cheek in 3 seconds, arrived at Woojin’s hideout.

It was an entertainment establishment connected to the basement. ‘Tangle Tangle Club.’ The name was cheap once. Karen lived where she fit in, she thought, because she was as cheap as Ugin. As I moved slowly along the stairs going down to the basement, there was a door made of glass, but it was not a door that could see the inside and outside because the sheets were pasted.

Smart

[Come in.]

It wasn’t a normal room door, so I was worried, but I still couldn’t enter someone else’s house, there was no doorbell, so I knocked and heard his voice right away. It turns out he was waiting for himself. Karen, who was starting to get nervous, swallowed her dry saliva, took a deep breath, and pushed the glass door open.

Rattle
“Uh?”
“You have to pull it. Pull it and come in.”
“Yes!”

When the door I was pushing got stuck somewhere and couldn’t open anymore, Woojin explained. It’s a natural thing that people can only go through once, but Karen felt her face heat up. She didn’t want to see him flustered for some reason. Because she seemed to be looked down upon.

When I pulled the glass door again, it opened easily. Beyond that, I could see Woojin sitting right in the middle of the long sofa in the middle. She was smiling, with a very happy expression on her face.

“Come on.”
“Don’t rush. It’s not that I don’t want to fulfill my request.”
“Yes, yes. Do as you please.”

Karen entered Woojin’s hideout. The glass door closed without making a sound. As she approached her cautiously, Woojin, who was sitting on her sofa, tapped her knee.

“Lie down here hungry.”
“What?”
“Here. I’ll get you on your knees.”

Karen was dumbfounded. Is this a request?

“Is that a request?”
“Yeah. Is it strange?”
“It’s very strange. Are you out of your mind?”
“Am I very sane?”

Woojin shrugged her shoulders. Karen couldn’t understand why that idiot would do that all of a sudden, but she gave up thinking. It is because she is right that she has to grant the demand. Karen, who trudged along, sat down next to her Ugin and leaned her body over her Ugin’s lap.

“Right.”
“…Don’t talk like that like a child. It’s not like I’m younger than you.”
“I never said that I was like a child.”
“The atmosphere is like that. Like the way you talk.”
“Okay?”

Woojin didn’t bother to make an excuse. That also subtly upset her, and Karen closed her open eyes and ignored her Uzin. Come to think of it, she hadn’t been told how much she had to be like this.

“How long do you have to stay like this?”
“Um… How long do you want to stay?”
“One second.”
“That doesn’t work.”

Woojin shook her head in a pleasant tone that said she had no words of her own. Woojin’s hand moved.

“What are you doing?”
“I’ll cover your eyes so let’s sigh.”
“…Do you think I can sleep here?”
“What else could be the reason for not sleeping?”
“Let me speak.”

Karen did not remove her Ugin’s hand from covering her own eyes. Because this is her request. Since she didn’t seem to want to do anything harsh, I decided it was okay to leave her alone.
Woojin gently stroked her hair with the hand that was the opposite of the one that covered her eyes. It was ridiculous, but unexpectedly, Woojin had a talent for gently stroking his hair. She kept her eyes closed for about ten minutes, and as she continued to brush her hair, her Karen’s tense body slowly relaxed. She was comfortable

She couldn’t quite remember when she had been lying so carefree. Resistance, Lelouch, massacres, battles… It was full of things that bothered me every day.

Unexpectedly, the fact that Woojin’s hands were warm also played a role.

Karen tried to be patient, but her comfort was not the stimuli of a tolerable temper like her pain. Unbeknownst to her, she and Karen quietly fell asleep.