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I hate it when my name is called and I will correct this situation many times.
Her craftsmanship and housework skills are indeed impressive.
Josuke was also very puzzled about where this person actually "worked".
There are definitely no maid cafes in Morio Town.
"Alright, now you can go to school in peace. Almost everyone is late."
Just as they were in a good mood, a guy they had never seen before suddenly blocked their way.
"This is truly a masterpiece. I never imagined that my Master would swagger around the streets like this."
Josuke, Koichi, and Okuyasu were stunned when they saw the skinny man with a delinquent-like appearance in front of them.
"It is a follower!"
Josuke reacted immediately.
"Whizzing!!"
Sakuya had already appeared beside him and then threw a throwing knife.
accelerate!
It was imbued with the power of time acceleration, so that the throwing knife, which would have taken several seconds to reach the opponent, arrived in front of him and pierced through him in an instant.
This is how it should be.
"!"
"Pfft!"
But to everyone's surprise, the throwing knife seemed to make a sharp turn and sliced across Josuke's cheek with terrifying speed, causing bright red blood to stream down his face.
"what?"
"Is this all you've got in terms of fighting style?"
"Isn't that a bit too weak?"
Looking up at what had just happened, one of them let out a sneer.
Throwing knives?
Although the speed was very fast, it couldn't overcome its own "reflexes".
"What happened? Why did the knife suddenly fly back?"
Looking at the injuries on Josuke's face, Okuyasu pointed at one of them and was astonished.
(What exactly happened?)
(Why did the throwing knife scratch Josuke?)
Koichi immediately summoned his Stand, but in his mind he was thinking about what had just happened.
Just a second ago they could see Sakuya throwing the knife, but the next second they saw Josuke's face being slashed and cut by the knife.
"Tick tock."
At that very moment, a heavy rain began to fall from the gloomy sky.
Other pedestrians, who were already few in number, quickly sought shelter from the rain, while only a few of them stood facing each other in the middle of the road.
"Look! That guy!"
It was at this moment that Kang Yi suddenly realized something.
His hand trembled as he pointed forward and cried out in alarm.
"what?!"
"How can it be?!"
"?"
Josuke, Okuyasu, and Sakuya then realized that compared to their own figures getting soaked in the rain, it was as if they were isolated.
The rain completely avoided him
"What's wrong with this guy?!"
"Why doesn't the rain get on him?!"
Josuke raised a question, while also considering the other party's abilities.
"Whizzing!!"
Sakuya threw two more knives, keeping a close watch on the situation.
"Caster?"
"Well, it doesn't matter which one it is."
The woman dressed as a maid has some special abilities, but they are harmless to one side.
The throwing knife was barely enough to reach him.
"Whoa!"
Without imbuing the throwing knife with the property of time acceleration, they did indeed see its trajectory this time.
The throwing knife suddenly turned back when it was still several meters away from the opponent.
Sakuya frowned as she caught the knife that had returned to its starting point.
The knives fell like rain, never actually touching their opponent.
What exactly are this person's abilities?
Chapter 171, 170 Diablo: "A little devil with a tail"
"There's the smell of battle over there."
"They're here too."
Standing at a crossroads, Homura Akemi, holding an umbrella, sensed the atmosphere of two opposing forces at war.
After thinking for a while, she finally decided to go to the maid's side.
No matter what, that guy is Homura Akemi's most troublesome enemy.
If necessary, she can even choose to finish off the enemy.
Once that guy is dealt with, I will hardly encounter any major obstacles in this war.
.........
"Hmph, interesting."
"I, Diablo, am so lucky!"
Ignoring the falling rain, Diablo looked at the brat and boy in front of him with delight.
Although he had encountered a strange Servant before, looking at the two guys in front of him now, he felt that there shouldn't be any major problems.
"Wukong, this guy seems to think he's got us cornered."
"What does 'eat it' mean? Does it mean having a meal?"
"Yes, he thinks he can easily defeat us."
"So that means he's very strong?"
"I don't know. You can fight him and see. He seems like a bad guy."
Natsuki Subaru and Goku were sheltering from the rain at the bus stop when the pink-haired weirdo suddenly walked over, laughing as if he had gone mad.
Upon seeing the mark on the other person's hand, Natsuki Subaru realized the other person's identity.
He didn't recognize this guy, but he didn't run away when he saw Sun Wukong.
They either have the inexplicable confidence of Super Vegeta, or they are "ignorant" people who don't know their own identity.
After all, Subaru Natsuki had seen Dragon Ball magazines in convenience stores before and knew that the Dragon Ball manga existed in this world.
At first, he was worried that if everyone saw Wukong, they wouldn't fight him.
But now that I see this person acting so recklessly even without a servant, I feel relieved.
Dragon Ball is very popular, but there are still people who haven't watched it.
The unlucky guy right in front of us is one of them.
"Oh, I'll take him down then."
Goku struck a pose reminiscent of the Turtle Hermit style and began to speak.
(Hmm, this kid?)
The opponent's stance was not arbitrary, but rather resembled that of a certain martial arts style.
As the behind-the-scenes boss of an Italian organization, Diablo has seen a lot.