Ayanokouji POV
One of the 2 women there, a woman dressed in white with a ponytail and glasses emerged from the forest as I finished with my threat.
???: Nice threat. But even a god can't take on 5 individuals that are on his level.
Me: And you are?
Fuka: The name's Fuka. I can't believe even now when you will be sent back to the whiteroom that you won't even acknowledge us, haha.
Me: I apologize. I just didn't care for anyone's life but myself.
The other 4 figures emerged from the forest I could now see them clearly now. Each of them had a name tag on them, as the whiteroom liked to do. My father always loved to tag his experiments with their ID numbers and experiment code name that was separate from their real names.
The person who talked to me first must be the leader, as he wears a white vest with a pin on the front of it, as the rest of his body is covered in armor. His name tag read, "Loyal". The one beside him, a smaller man with a black suit, carried with him a katana as he flayed it around. His tag read "Blade." The final man carried a giant hammer and was several meters tall. He had his weapon leaning on his shoulder as he showed himself. His tag read "Strong." Fuka's tag read, "explosive." The final girl was short and covered her face. Hers' read "Shy."
The one known as Blade retrieved Amasawa and put her aside.
Loyal: You might not know this, Ayanokouji, but we all were given a chance to leave that horrible place thanks to you. All we had to do was agree to be put in a squad, with the sole purpose of recapturing you. And if that didn't pan out-
Me: You would kill me and bring back my body to my father who would use his technology to infuse himself there instead, correct?
Loyal: Not bad. But I shouldn't be surprised. He is your father, after all.
Strong: Enough with this talk already, let's subdue him.
Shy: M-Maybe we should at lea-ast try to t-talk it out...
Fuka: Huh?! Talk what out? We can just take him and we finish this annoying mission.
Blade: Leave her be Fuka. Maybe we can talk something out-
Loyal: Uh, shut up, you all! Can't you see we've left Ayanokouji in an awkward position. He's waiting there knowing that we bring him in regardless and we continuously argue.
He turned to me.
Loyal: So no hard feelings, Ayanokouji. However, we need you in order to gain our freedom. And besides, a true god would gladly give his life to give salvation to his followers!
I sighed as the 5 of them looked confused.
Me: I can understand where you all are coming from. Freedom is truly the best. Which is why it is prioritized over you a-
As I talked, Fuka was near my face with her hand extended, ready to use whatever quirk she had, so I grabbed the side of her arm and threw her aside as she easily regained her balance.
She smiled maliciously as I looked to my right. Loyal was rushing towards me in a dash as he hit me towards the direction of Strong who was bringing down his hammer. It seems for such conflicting personalities, they have good team chemistry.
I dodged the hammer blow as the shockwave from its aftermath launched me in the air. As I was looking around, I saw Blade near me as he yelled out.
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Ayanokouji: Free Life
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