He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

With a single stroke of the Ryougi Shiki dagger, a hole was cut into the wall as easily as cutting paper.

She quickly reached out her left hand, grabbed it, and pulled hard.

He leaped inside.

Puff puff……

The playing cards flew in, cut each other, and finally fell to the ground as fragments.

Ryougi Shiki stood at the cave entrance, gazing indifferently at the enemy.

"Ah!"

Bullseye smiled, a very happy smile.

It's like a pro player playing against bots; the enemy only follows the program and doesn't understand any flexibility. No matter how many kills you get, it'll just feel boring.

Only by fighting against opponents of similar skill levels can one truly experience the thrill of competition.

Bullseye, who views killing as a hobby, is another example.

The more fiercely the enemy resists and the higher their level of performance, the happier he becomes.

There is a sense of accomplishment only in hunting down high-caliber individuals.

"Happy, happy, so happy!"

Bullseye excitedly launched a new attack.

He raised his right hand and threw out five throwing knives.

Ryougi Shiki simply shifted her body and hid behind the wall.

Thump thump thump thump! ! ! ! !

Perhaps due to the weapon's structural design, the throwing knives didn't perform any fancy maneuvers like turning or spinning; they all stuck to the wall.

Ryougi Shiki glanced at the homeowner who was still fast asleep inside, then leaped down and ran away without looking back.

In this straight alley, there is not enough room to dodge, and there is no chance of winning against an enemy like Bullseye who can launch multiple attacks.

Even if you activate the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, it won't change anything.

Because it's simply impossible to get close.

"I told you, don't be so boring!"

Bullseye grinned and followed at a leisurely pace.

Ryougi Shiki ignored them and mustered her strength to escape.

In no time, they had left the enemy far behind.

But she didn't stop and continued to run away.

About ten minutes.

Ryougi Shiki ran out of the alley and came to an open area behind the apartment complex. She looked around and saw only a few cars scattered not far away.

"Isn't this the perfect battlefield?"

Ryougi Shiki smiled slightly.

Then, she stood in the middle of the field and waited for the enemy to arrive.

"Boom boom boom..."

About two minutes later, the loud roar of a motorcycle engine rang out in the distance, growing louder as it approached.

Ryougi Shiki frowned.

She knew that voice all too well.

She hears these sounds every evening when she goes for a walk in this area.

These are the motorcycle engines of the young racers.

However, they usually travel in groups and rarely start their engines so brazenly when alone.

"Idiots, I told you all to go home!"

Ryougi Shiki bit her thumb, feeling inexplicably irritated.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

How could she feel nothing at all when faced with this group of teenage bikers who had once come up to harass her, only to be beaten up and then became respectful and asked her to be their leader, and who, even after being rejected, did not give up and would come up to greet her every day?

Although I always found these kids annoying, I would impatiently chase them away every time.

But deep down, Ryougi Shiki was enjoying it.

Ultimately, in her world...

Apart from her father and the butler Qiulong, no one else had any interaction with her.

They were all strangers who passed each other by.

Although she and the group of boys and girls didn't even know each other's names, they had come into each other's lives and greeted each other every day.

This emotionless feeling is so precious to Ryougi Shiki.

At this moment, Ryougi Shiki suddenly realized what was going on.

It turns out that she has already achieved the ordinary life she had been pursuing.

It's a bit strange, different from other people.

But without a doubt, this is what she is pursuing.

"No wonder you're so excited today!"

Ryougi Shiki suddenly realized why today was so unusual.

Although she has a bloodthirsty impulse that grows stronger over time, only today does she feel an irresistible excitement that makes her unable to resist showing it.

Because, it must be because they heard that David died!

It's not just the dead person themselves that stimulates the bloodlust, but also because they are someone you know well.

"Boom boom boom..."

The motorcycle engine roared to life.

A spotlight shone from around the corner, and Bullseye charged out on his Ghostfire motorcycle.

"Don't run away, come and fight me!"

Bullseye roared excitedly and accelerated toward the girl.

Ryougi Shiki watched quietly.

Looking at that familiar ghost-fire motorcycle and the blood splattered on the oil tank, the scene from that time naturally came to mind.

Bullseye chased after Ryougi Shiki and encountered the blond boy who had come looking for her. He knocked him down, stole the motorcycle, and continued the chase.

This does not mean the boy is dead.

"Whoo~"

Ryougi Shiki couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then stared sharply at the approaching ghost fire motorcycle.

This modified motorcycle is very long and large.

Naturally, it will also be very heavy.

Rushing at that speed, it would be enough to send a person flying into the air. This is true even when facing the limits of human (ordinary) strength.

but……

"visible!"

Ryougi Shiki stared at the motorcycle and the bullseye on it, which had strange crisscrossing lines or dots on it.

Those are the dead lines and the dead ends.

Everything in the universe eventually dies.

Humans, animals, plants, and other living things, needless to say, even rocks, the atmosphere, and planets can perish.

These lines and dots represent the concept of death.

It can be killed conceptually as long as it is touched.

This is an ability granted by the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

but……

"That man only has one death line, what's going on?" Ryougi Shiki asked, puzzled.

Generally speaking, people have many death dates.

But there is only one bullseye.

This indicates that the opponent is very resilient, has strong vitality, and is difficult to kill.

But judging from previous encounters, this person doesn't seem to be the type with strong vitality or who can withstand a lot of damage.

"Never mind, one is enough!"

"As long as the concept of death exists, even if it's a god, I'll kill it for you!" Ryougi Shiki held his dagger horizontally in front of him, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

"Woman, die! Die!"

Bullseye stood up on the motorcycle and threw out a palm-sized metal ball.

This is a bomb.

As a sharpshooter who has served in the Marine Corps and the FIB, he may be crazy, but he's not stupid.

How could I possibly engage in close combat with Ryougi Shiki, who displayed astonishing martial arts skills?

It was all an act, meant to lull the opponent into a false sense of security.

He used baseball, playing cards, and throwing knives, but avoided modern weapons like firearms, in order to create the illusion for the enemy that he did not use firearms.

If Ryougi Shiki cuts the metal ball like she did with baseballs before, she will be blown away by the explosion that came this year.

really.