AN- Read last chapter, I've updated it.
As he smashed me, my mind went into overdrive. I immeadiately calculated the distance and impact on me, and at the best possible moment, rolled over, minimised contact area and in general, did not die.
ADHD is so good sometimes.
I coughed, despite the whole supercomputer calculations, I was seriously injured and my HP and MP weren't looking good. I sat down, listened to its victory roar, and tried to find the best route out of this situation.
I slapped my forehead. "What an absolute idiot I've been," I muttered, recalling my Memories.
The system gasped. [Oh my god, he's going through self realisation! What's next, apologising to me?]
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" I growled at him. I still hadn't forgiven him, and his face fell.
"Besides, I want to use Memory: Status Recovery."
[I thought you'd never ask,] he mumbled in response.
"Hey, don't Jim Carrey ME! I'm goated!"
He sighed. [Mendokusai...]
Instantly, I felt the familiar sensation of a Status Recovery washing over me. My grip on Silver Lining strengthened. My breathing steadied. My muscles relaxed.
I taunted it out, and while under cover of the smokescreen, summoned two wolves out of my shadows. "Hide around, and be ready for my call," I told them. They nodded, then melted into the shadows.
I was confused, then remembered they could hide in others' shadows as well. I shook my head to clear it, and instead focused on the ginormous monster in front of me. It was still cautious, and if I wanted to win, I had to let its guard down.
I took a deep breath, then analysed the stuff around me. I paused at somethings that might be relevant, then prepared myself in a Thunder Breathing stance.
AN-Kinda like this(para comment)
I activated Sprint, but this time at 20 mps, giving me double my speed. I released my breath slowly, before blitzing the Baseball Devil.
It happened in a sudden. One second I was nowhere visible, and then, the Baseball Devil released a roar, as he hopped on one feet, clutching the other.
This may or may not have been because I slashed at his leg while moving. I tried to aim for his Achilles Tendon, but I realised midway it was too risky. So I satisfied myself with the shin.
He turned around roaring, and swatted at me. I grinned.
Good. First part of the plan is going well so far.
I dodged and jumped backwards, my feet skating on the floor. The baseball sent an airwave at me as it whizzed in front. The Devil looked confused, bared it's teeth again and raised the baseball bat above his head, preparing to swing down in an arc and smash me.
Too bad I was prepared. But this time, I didn't repeat the motion and jump backwards, instead choosing to leap forward, once more below his leg.
He peered down in confusion. I grinned up, and struck his ankle with the butt of my scythe. He screamed, hopped away, and I used that to sprint away, again. The distance between us was usable. He could cross it in three large strides, me in less than a second using Sprint.
That wasn't relevant, but it was fine.
My goal was to knock him into a building and let debris and gravity do the rest. After all, I would have to join Tokyo Public Safety Devil Hunters anyway after I won, and I'm pretty sure there's a clause that doesn't hold them responsible for property damage during their job.
He growled at me, hurt but very much conscious and destructive. He breathed in, or at least I think he breathed in, because of what he did next.
The baseball bats on both arms increased. Veins popped on his forearm, and the bat was now approximately long as a door and thick as a washing machine. He raised it above his hand, looked happy, and roared.
"Let's get something straight," I told him. "You're not cute, and I don't even feel bad killing you, shitass."
He roared once more, this time angrily, and charged like a freight train.
I'm okay with freight trains.
I repeated the process. Wait him out, and them jump to the side in the last second. But he was learning too. Slowly, but learning. He smashed me. Instinct made me counter with my scythe. The impact still threw me away, but I rolled back into a fighting position.
Okay, new fav move, rolls. They're absolutely goated.
He looked suprised and skidded to a halt. He smashed sideways at me, but I dodged and Sprinted away. Again.
He chased me down, and tried to smash in a 'X' like way with both his bats. I dodged, Sprinted, and slashed in a 180 degree around me while between his legs.
He roared, then repeated.
And that sequence was how I spent the next five minutes.
***
I stood on top of a dilapidated building that had attained its condition a couple of minutes ago. My chest was heaving and I was breathing deeply, but the grip holding Silver Lining in my hand didn't shift in the least.
The same could be said for my opponent. Tired, furious, but ready to fight all day if he had to.
He released a battle cry, a primal, guttural sound that sent shivers down my spine for a second before I suppressed them. It was stupid. He was one heck of a fat waste of space, and I'd send him back to Hell.
Literally.
I sighed, tired by the same sequence again and again. But then, it was partially my fault, because I was trying to work on a strategy while I dodged and hid, over and over again.
And I wasn't getting any closer to my goal, either.
I rushed forward, and this time, he got lucky. I had dodged it, bending over completely, but the edge of his bat hit my butt.
Dignified.
I fell face first into the gravel, my mouth tasting the remains of a battle that had lasted for over five minutes. Behind me, I could hear it roar in victory, as if trying to goad curious onlookers to view his battle spoils.
In a faint corner of my mind, I was wondering though, Where the heck is Public Safety?
They should've been here by now. After all, I was pretty sure I had just engaged their pet in a irritating cat and mouse game for the last five minutes.
I rushed forward, not even bothering to stand up properly. Right now, I had to avoid getting smashed by a sofa sized baseball bat.
As soon as I gained some distance, I stood up, really furious now. I had had enough. If I didn't cause it to fall backwards into a building in the next minute, it was proof of my failure as a transmigrator.
And then, it hit me.
I snapped my fingers, my smile widening in the realisation. I called myself an idiot([I agree most vehemently]) and looked carefully at the incoming demon.
As he charged, I didn't dodge. Instead I moved ever so slightly and met his baseball offence with my scythe to minimise impact. I slided backwards a bit, but that was it. The Devil was thrown off by this sudden change in events, as well as my descision to not continue dodging, but that was the opening I needed.
I leapt up, enhanced by both Sprint and my own strength, and plunged Silver Lining directly into its eyes.
It howled and attempted to smash me, but I jumped off, causing it to recieve the World's Most Brutal Facepalm.
"System, open Store!"
[What?]
"Now!"
It shrugged, but proceeded to follow my instructions.
『STORE
CART:
PIKA PIKA NO MI- 100,000,000
HAKI(SHANKS)-350,000,000
CURSED TECHNIQUE EXTINGUISHMENT-200,000
YUJIRO HANMA TEMPLATE-50,000,000
MAHAROGA'S WHEEL OF DHARMA-150,000,000
IDLE DEATH GAMBLE-400,000,000
ISSHIKI'S KARMA(KAWAKI)-750,000,000
TOTAL: 2,000,000,000
Current Balance-230,000』
"Search for steel rope!" I yelled at him, while trying to fend off the Baseball dude, who having peaked his anger at me, was swinging as wildly as possible at me.
Clearly, The System was confused, but he didn't show it. He displayed a screen in front of me.
『STORE
STEEL ROPE(10 METRES)
Cost- 800 coins
Current Balance-230,000』
"Buy!" I yelled. The abomination heading for me smashed a car in his attempt. I could tell his vision was fading every second.
Good. That meant the plan was working.
While it was distracted, I gave a shrill whistle. The wolves leapt out and I threw them the newly purchased Steel Rope. They zipped across the area, doing the semi final part of the plan.
It's a classic actually.
First, destroy him. Make him radiate anger towards you, cloud his mind with that particular emotion. Roasts. Psychological warfare. And while you're at it, tire him down a bit.
Next, detoriate his senses. I already figured he was relying mainly on his sight, so I poked it out.
And finally,
I jumped at his chest and released an X shaped slash at him. He roared and swatted at me, moving backwards as he did so.
I watched with a satisfied smirk as he tripped over the steel rope. He tried to readjust his footing, but the wolves had been thorough. He fell over completely, and I watched him plummet into a partially destroyed building.
He waved his arms like crazy, but only make more debris fall down. They dropped like meteors, cement, bricks and all that stuff. They created an impenetratable smokescreen around him.
I dusted my hands. Plan complete.
AN-
New chapter.
A bit short, but I think its OK.
Plot twist though, but I think it's very easy to forsee.