There was one girl who lived on the outskirts of London.
　Her mother died early, and her father was a migrant, returning only occasionally. Still, she was never unhappy.
　She lives in a small apartment with her silent sister. Her family's finances are tight and she doesn't live in the lap of luxury, but there is a certain amount of happiness in her life.

　However, the girl cherishes the teachings of her father, who taught her that "God always sees us.

God is always watching over us. God is always watching over us.

　The girl followed her teachings and lived righteously. God is always watching over her. She believed in that.

　The girl was a popular person in her hometown, with a good-natured, well-formed face. Her younger sister also adored her sister and they lived happily together.

　When she turns 15, a young man confesses his love for her.
　He was a sergeant of a famous local conglomerate, but he was a man with a bad reputation.
　The girl, who was not romantically inclined, honestly told him her feelings and refused the young man's offer.

　Some time later, the incident happened.

　When the girl returned home, she found her sister murdered.
　Her sister's body had many violent marks on it and her face, which was always full of smiles, was twisted in despair.

　The girl investigated. Relying on all the handlers, she used all means to find out who had done it.
　The culprits were the young man who had confessed to her, his friends, and the girl's own father.
　The perpetrators are the young man and his friends who confessed to him, and the girl's father, who sold her information and helped him commit the crime. And it was the girl herself, not her sister, who was the target.

　The girl called out to everyone to punish her appropriately under the law. However, the young men were not charged with a crime, and their sister's death was ruled an accident. The testimony of the real father was the key to their acquittal.

　The girl asked for power. The power to bring them to justice.
　With the death of her sister, the girl had awakened to the unusual ability of 'hypnosis'. But that was not enough.

　Ten years have passed since then.
　After enduring painful training and experimentation, she obtained her unique power, the Army of Fools.

　She used her power to take revenge on the young man who did it and his friends. Of course, she also inflicted the same fate on her father, who sold her information.
　She needed the money to get out of poverty. He didn't expect his sister to die. She heard those excuses, but her resolve never wavered.

'I'm tired of it,'

　Finally, she was going to erase herself for causing her sister's death, and her revenge was going to end.

'Is that really the end of it, that it is?'

　However, there was a presence that spoke to her.

''There is still someone left to take revenge on, that I'm sure.
Revenge, partner?

　The being answers her question with a smile.

'God, that is.'

　She herself could not remember the face or figure of the being who spoke to her.
　But, strangely enough, she was ready for it.

'Yes. My sister and I have always lived right. And yet, God has abandoned us like that. If that's the case, then we'll have to take revenge on God for abandoning us, too.'

　She still lives according to that resolve. She is unaware of the fact that her resolve has been distorted by someone else....


　

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　"Kamui Makiri.
　A divine weapon that can strip away events and even concepts with a single swing.......it seems.
　I'm sure it's because I didn't expect to see it on display in a municipal museum, and I've confirmed it many times with my mastery ability.

''But even so, it's incredibly powerful.

　The tip of the cut was just a snatch, but in an instant, it stripped the dragon and the skeletal giant of all magic power and disintegrated their existence.
　It created an atmosphere that was far more terrifying than the fourfold wards.

''What the hell is that...?''
It's a museum exhibit.

　While answering that to the surprised black dress, I made an all-out dash to close the distance.
　The 'Kamui Makiri' is made to appear by applying spirit arts such as 'Blade' and 'Lance' that Aru-chan and Junna have been using, but it is extraordinarily difficult to control.
　Therefore, there is no time to use other techniques and different abilities at the same time. They have to approach with a bare dash, with no "reinforcement" or "fireballs".

''Whoa!''
Yo, stay away!

　Spears of branches, stone rubble, and walls of air block me, but I slice through them one after another with the 'God's Small Sword (Kamui Makiri)'.

"Time is running out. You have two minutes left.
Headache! Body heat!

　Nia tells me how long it will take for the "Small Sword of God (Kamui Makiri)" to collapse. I really don't have much time. It seems that Ururu is nearing its limit too.

''d*mn, we're almost there!

　Atmospherically, the black ball on Mr. Black Dress's chest is probably the source of his power. I'm trying to get close to it, but the onslaught of wood and stone and the wall of air is more troublesome than I thought and I can't get close at all.
　I thought that I could settle the matter by dealing with the dragon and the skeletal giants, but I was naive in my thinking.

''There's one minute left, Death.
'Throw away your defenses. Nia, Ur, get behind your head!

　I let Nia and Uru grab the back of my hair and hide it in the back of my head.
　Ignoring the flying wooden spears and stone gravel, they approach, cutting through only a wall of air.

'I will not give you this power! With this power, I will take my revenge on God!

　The black dress retreated and manipulated the natural objects around it to attack.

''Gah!''

　His left arm popped and his right leg was deeply gouged out, but it instantly regenerated. However, the substitute bill, which had lost its effect, crumbled into tatters.

''Kuch........''

　If you are mortally wounded in this condition, you will die for sure. I'm scared.
　I know that feeling of loss, despair and fear of death better than anyone else. But that's why I have to go on. Maybe if I run away, the committee chairpersons behind me might be killed... but I'm afraid of dying!

'Oh, God! Deliver it!

　You can't get your foot in the door. You can't get lost. You'll die for sure. We're less than two meters away from the black dress. If we take one more step, we can reach his tip. We can win! No one dies!

Not yet. My vengeance is far from over! 'Burn him down'!
!

　I feel a level of death that I've never felt before. Quickly, I rolled to the right.
　When I looked, I saw that the ground where I had been standing earlier had turned red and melted into sludge.

'Lava? Ouch........ouch!

　As it was, I shifted my gaze to look at my leg and saw that the middle of my thigh was charred and the end of it was gone.

'Madades!'
Get it together, master!

　The voices of Nia and Ur coming from the back of my head brought me back to myself.
　Yes, my right foot is still safe, flying on my right foot, approaching... and then my left foot is regenerating.

''Twenty seconds left, Death!''
Master fight!

　I have two sensations of something stuck to my neck. I guess they put the scapegoat tags on me that Nia and Ur had put on themselves just before I lost my left leg.

'Thanks, both of you,'

　Thanking Nia and Uru, I run to the black dress as fast as I can.

'Burn it!'
No!

　The true nature of that heat is probably light. It must have manipulated the light to emit hot heat rays. Several black dots the size of ping-pong balls appear to float around the black dress. They appear to be black because of the concentration of light. A natural laser beam, that's too cheesy!

But it doesn't matter. For two scapegoats, I'm going to push forward with a gobbler!
Ten seconds left!
As long as it's on the cutting edge!
My vengeance is not over yet!

　The heat rays burned my body as I pushed forward, but the black dress was also retreating and blocking my progress with a wall of air.
　It's not good if I keep going, I'll keep my body, but I'm running out of time!


What?

　Just when I thought I wasn't going to make it, ivy tangled in the legs of my black dress and I fell.

''There's a gap!

　Because the wall of air and heat rays disappeared due to the sudden fall, he mercilessly wields the 'God's Small Sword (Kamui Makiri)'.
　''I'm going to rip off everything that's bad! With that image, he placed his blade against the black ball on the chest of the black dress.

''My power! My... restoration... of... police?

　The light and air that the black dress had been operating in fizzled out, and the area was enveloped in a dazzling light and storm.
　As I was blown away by the storm that occurred, my tension was broken, and I gradually lost consciousness.

''Motogar........''

　Just before I let go of my consciousness, I feel a stone in my mouth. Ugh, this is the worst........