Chapter 32

One of Eduardo's characteristics is that he is very easily convinced by what others say.

He takes anything you tell him as fact. This has caused Barry and the rest of the UN team a lot of worry.

However, this characteristic also has some advantages, namely, that it never oversteps its bounds or goes against the rules.

When Christie says, "You can't beat him (referring to Chuuya Nakahara)," Exupé removes the option of "defeating the opponent" from the list of choices.

Therefore, Exupé's goal from the beginning was to find a way to stop Nakahara Chuuya and prevent him from entering the central area.

With this in mind, Exupéry's first thought when he saw Chuuya Nakahara approaching was the gas canisters beside him.

Judging from Chuuya Nakahara's actions when he rushed out, using a small amount of poison gas was meaningless. Only by quickly covering the entire area around Chuuya Nakahara with a large amount of poison gas, without the presence of poison gas, could the operation be successful.

Although he was a step too slow to draw his gun and shoot Nakahara Chuuya, and was slammed to the ground by a heavy force, it seemed that he had achieved his goal in the end. Looking at Nakahara Chuuya, who was enveloped in poisonous smoke, Exupé was not sure if he had been hit.

There was no sound of anyone falling, but the smoke remained still for a long time.

Just as Exupé was wondering what was going on, a loud bang suddenly came from the other side of his body.

Exupé turned his head with some difficulty to look this way, and saw a large hole in the roof, with Chuuya Nakahara already standing at the edge of the hole.

Noticing Exupé's gaze, Chuuya Nakahara shared some of his attention with Exupé.

"Didn't you notice that the top two floors of this building weren't in the smoke?"

He had just stepped on the ground and easily dodged the explosion of Exupéry's anesthetic gas canister.

Exupéry, who fell directly from the sky: "No."

UN's signature feature—rollover.

Chuuya Nakahara rolled his eyes and turned to leave.

However, his ankle was grabbed.

Before he could react, a tremendous force came from his ankle, almost pulling him down before Chuuya could react and use his ability.

Somewhat surprised, Chuuya Nakahara turned his head and saw that the man had stood up with a normal expression and raised his RPG Exupé.

"A greeting gift?" Exupéry asked in a questioning tone, then quickly added, "I'm not really sure, because Barry taught me that."

Chuuya Nakahara didn't dodge this time, but he wasn't injured either.

He stepped on a broken floor slab to block the attack.

"Still has power?"

That's dozens of times the force of gravity.

Could there be some kind of strength-related ability bonus?

"No."

Exupé pulled out another gun and installed it right in front of Chuuya Nakahara.

"Because you didn't affect me at all."

Exupé pointed to the ground, and only then did Chuuya Nakahara notice that Exupé's pale gold scarf was still embedded in the ground.

—I accidentally tugged at his scarf just now. No, it should have affected his whole body.

Seemingly noticing Chuuya's confusion, Exupé offered an explanation.

"My special ability is 'The Little Prince,' which, according to Barry, is the ability to fix my body in the present moment. Actually, I don't understand it; Barry says it's because I don't have a high school diploma."

He pulled out a bomb with his backhand, flicked the pin with his thumb, and threw the grenade at Chuuya Nakahara.

"So your abilities don't affect me. At this point, should I say... um, 'I won't change myself because of your abilities' or 'I remain in a dimension you can't influence'?"

Chuuya Nakahara, who had kicked the grenade away, remained expressionless.

Needless to say, this was also taught by that Barry.

Seeing the serious-looking man holding up an RPG and threatening—though Exupéry looked innocent, Chuuya Nakahara decided to take it as a threat—Chuuya Nakahara gritted his teeth in anger.

If this is considered an obstruction, then it was quite successful.

After glancing once more at the rather annoying Exupéry, Chuuya Nakahara spoke.

What would happen if I made your clothes heavier?

"Take off your clothes?" Exupé blinked again—"Is there a problem?"

Chuuya Nakahara: "Couldn't you please have some shame? Be a little more tactful?"

"I don't understand. The purpose of clothing is to maintain body temperature and protect the body. I don't actually need it, so why should I keep it when it gets in the way?"

Exupé frowned, looking genuinely and sincerely puzzled by the matter.

So why are you wearing it now?

Exupé replied immediately, "Barry made me wear it."

Chuuya Nakahara: "..." Chuuya Nakahara: "To be honest, I'm starting to suspect that Barry is actually a universal excuse for you."

Why is everything Barry says? Can't you come up with a different reason?

“Sometimes I feel that way too, because I don’t know why Barry made me do that.”

“But judging from what happened later, Barry was right—so I think I should do what Barry said.” Holding a rocket launcher in one hand and a grenade in the other, Exupé looked at Nakahara Chuuya with eyes that showed no emotion. “Humans are a very strange existence, and it is difficult to integrate into this strange existence. Barry clearly understands this better than I do.”

So, should we continue?

"Ha." Chuuya Nakahara twisted his neck, making a series of crisp cracking sounds—"Of course."

"So you've decided to repeat something boring?"

Exupé pulled the trigger of the rocket launcher.

"Sure, I'm bored anyway."

Watching his dagger being sent flying once again, Exupé muttered to himself.

"People seem to really enjoy repeating this boring thing."

For example, attempting to attack an immortal being.

For example, what about launching a projectile at a false god?

Oh, and grenades too.