Because I Don't Want to Give Up a Single Thing (3)

When the lightning tornado subsided, it hadn’t managed to destroy the small Messiahs, but it had clearly slowed them down. Even so, they immediately tried to counterattack, aiming their magic firearms at Kagami and Kururu.

“In that case... Kururu, cast magic on me when I give you the signal!”

Kururu seemed to grasp his intention at once. She immediately fired a ball of lightning at Kagami, imbued with the same amount of magic power. The next moment, a faint blue-white light glimmered around Kagami’s hand. He punched the ball of lightning in midair, then plunged straight down from above toward the small Messiahs, carrying the magic from his punch with him.

The force of his fall, combined with the lightning-infused strike Kururu had unleashed, severed one of the small Messiahs’ arms as easily as slicing through butter. The severed arm and the magic firearm it had been holding tumbled to the ground, but Kagami quickly snatched them up and hurled them far away before they could be retrieved.

“All right... It works! This might...!”

“I see... If that’s how it works, we can do it, too! Rex! Let’s attack the same way! I’ll cast magic to match your slash!”

Parna had watched Kagami’s entire maneuver and called out to Rex, who was carrying her, suggesting they try the same thing. For some reason, though, Rex didn’t seem eager.

“Well, you see... it’s a little difficult.”

“What do you mean, ‘a little difficult’?”

Of course, with Rex’s physical abilities, carrying Parna in one arm was no trouble at all. But carrying her meant they had to be pressed close together, and Rex was finding it difficult to concentrate on anything else. He was a lecher at heart, after all...