Chapter 26

When you're moving at high speed, what's the most troubling problem for you? Usually it's just exhaustion or maintaining balance, right? At most, there might be the problem of not being able to steer or brake.

These are all problems that can be solved by brute force alone; that is, the greater the force applied, the faster the speed.

However, when you reach a certain speed, the most troubling problem is actually something else entirely.

That is resistance.

Air constantly exerts resistance on moving objects. When an object's speed reaches a certain level, the presence of air becomes an insurmountable barrier.

Not only will it hinder progress, but in severe cases it can also tear objects apart or set them on fire.

However, if a person possesses terrifying strength and powerful defensive capabilities, then achieving sufficient speed is not such a difficult thing.

The explosive sound came from a clash of fists.

It was a pure clash of strength that involved no skill whatsoever, and the two sides happened to be a fourteen-year-old girl and a teenage boy.

The battle scene resembled an artillery barrage.

Mary, who was exchanging punches with Kenji Miyazawa once again, launched a flying kick at his chest, but it was blocked.

Without thinking twice, Mary kicked out her other foot hard in mid-air, striking Kenji Miyazawa's arm and sending herself flying backward.

Mary shook her hand, which was a little sore from the previous exchange of blows, and looked somewhat helpless.

"They seem to be better than me..."

Mary reached out and pinched the wrist of the hand that had been exchanging blows, a look of displeasure on her face.

"I feel like my wrist must be bruised."

Kenji Miyazawa looked over: "Are you going to admit defeat?"

If his wrist is bruised, it might affect his fighting ability a little, right? That would make him much easier to deal with.

“No need, a bruise will heal in about a minute.” Completely unconcerned about the pain, Mary rubbed her wrist, her expression nonchalant. “It’s just that wrist bruises heal so slowly, that’s why I hate this kind of ‘internal injury’.”

Does it still have regenerative capabilities?

"Shelley! How many times have I told you to take care of yourself!" The young man, brandishing a dagger and suppressing Kunikida Doppo, shouted this with an extremely leisurely air, his face bearing a wild smile completely opposite to his previous one. "Don't let that Robert guy lead you astray. There isn't another saintly idiot in this world who's always thinking of others!"

"I know, Louis!" The pure white girl made a face at the young man without any regard for her image, then looked at Miyazawa Kenji, who was standing still, with a slightly surprised expression. "You didn't launch a sneak attack?"

Kenji Miyazawa didn't say anything, but picked up a piece of cement from the broken ground.

"What's the use of that thing?"

Mary Shelley grimaced.

"Your failure to ambush me initially made me feel a little better, but now I feel bad again."

With a powerful leap from her calf, Mary Shelley charged straight at Kenji Miyazawa, throwing another punch at him.

Kenji Miyazawa instinctively used his other arm to block, and was then violently knocked away.

The force is incorrect.

After rolling twice on the ground, Kenji Miyazawa, who was completely unharmed, looked at Mary Shelley with a serious expression.

The power has increased by more than a little bit.

"When I'm unhappy, I become stronger, just like when you're hungry you become stronger."

Mary Shelley rubbed her hands together and clenched her fists again.

"And when there's something I can't break, I get very unhappy."

Activation of superpowers

Frankenstein

"Let me see just how annoying you can be."

"Oh, Shelley looks very energetic."

Carrying a knife, the young man, whose demeanor and behavior were completely different from before, turned to look at Mary Shelley, who was fighting with Kenji Miyazawa—or rather, starting to unilaterally beat him up.

Then, with a swift movement, he rushed forward and pierced the paper in Kunikida Doppo's hand.

"Ha! I never expected you could actually pull that out!"

The young man stomped on the half-finished notebook on the ground, his expression one of surprise.

The surprise of seeing an interesting performance.

Kunikida Doppo, who already had more than a dozen wounds of varying sizes on his body, held a pistol in one hand and had his other hand hanging limply by his side, covered in blood.

That hand had been pierced through, from the palm.

The young man clicked his tongue in boredom as he watched Kunikida Doppo, whose eyes were still bright despite his blood loss.

"You can't bring me any joy at all, can you? Show me a look of despair."

Red mist emanated from the youth, spreading around him and enveloping him entirely in red.

"Otherwise, you'll have even less of a chance later; 'Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde' will directly destroy your nervous system."

After flashing his knife, Louis burst into laughter as if he had suddenly thought of something extremely amusing.

"At that point, you won't even be able to think!"

Undistracted by Louis's erratic behavior, Kunikida Doppo's thinking remained clear.

Is this the nerve poison that affects the victim?

Kunikida Doppo raised his hand and fired two shots in Louis's direction, then immediately pulled a piece of paper from his inner pocket and slapped it directly in his face.

"The Solo Poet!"

By the time Louis, who had been dodging, reacted, Kunikida Doppo had already put a gas mask on his face.

Louis's face immediately fell.

Damn, I was careless.

↑This is the third UN member to say this in Yokohama.

The red mist suddenly accelerated its spread, and soon enveloped Kunikida Doppo amidst a series of inexplicable hissing sounds.

Kunikida Doppo, wearing a gas mask, was unaffected. However, he discovered that he could no longer see anything.

Wearing a gas mask already obstructs vision, and with this thick red fog, it was truly pitch black.

Before Kunikida Doppo could figure out how to deal with it, a sharp pain came from his back.

"You're a nuisance."

Louis drew the dagger with its blood groove and ran his gloved hand along the blade.

"It's also very interesting."

Kunikida Doppo immediately turned and fired, but missed everything.

Did you dodge it?

Just then, a dramatic sigh came from beside Kunikida Doppo.

"It's so crooked, you've turned in the wrong direction at all."

Louis, standing to the side and slightly behind Kunikida Doppo, wore an exaggerated expression of helplessness.

As he spoke, Louis stabbed Kunikida Doppo in the waist, who looked utterly incredulous.

"Are you already starting to lose your focus? By the way, did I forget to tell you that 'Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde' can seep into the bloodstream from the skin's surface?"

However, the effect of "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" this time seems a bit too strong.

This guy didn't even think of such a simple way to get out of the smoke, but instead stood in the middle of the smoke to face the enemy?

After brandishing his knife, Louis Stevenson expressed his incomprehension.