Editing Mushi Uta:Volume 8 Chapter 4 (section)

== 4.04 Marker-user VS The Annihilators' Shera Part 1 ==
"Coatl Head!"

The substation was enveloped in a blinding light.

The light's color was a vivid reddish-yellow.

—A marigold of healing.

"Uugh…!"

Enveloped by the light, Momo rose up. Orange light gushed out from her tear-stained face—from the Coatl Head mark drawn on her forehead.

Once again she felt a large amount of something within her chest being consumed. In exchange the wounds all over her body closed and she felt her fatigue being restored.

"Wha—"

Watching this unexpected sight, Ashimaki was frozen.

"You have a healing ability…?"

Biting her lips, Momo looked up the enemy ahead.

This wasn't enough.

The hot impulse surging through her body wouldn't settle down like that. Just healing her wounds wouldn't allow her to match the black-wearing man.

At this rate she'd be killed.

At this rate she wouldn't be able to get with Kusuriya Daisuke—

"Blergh!"

Ashimaki was apparently also feeling the pressure. Weaving together countless claws to form a spear, he launched it at Momo.

Momo nimbly bent down, drawing a new mark on the ground.

With the power of baby blue, Momo would be pierced by the spear before it would be fully erased.

She needed a new color that possessed another effect.

Ashimaki's spear pursued her—

"…Coatl Heaaad!"

Momo's vision was dyed in white.

The mark at her feet glowed, and the substation was covered in so bright of a light it seemed like it was the middle of the day.

"How—"

Ashimaki was frozen with shock.

The minute before piercing Momo's brow, the spear broke apart.

"How many powers does she—"

Momo grabbed the negated claws in air.

"Uaaah!"

She pulled the claws forcefully toward her.

Ashimaki had no way to resist her superhuman pulling strength. Along with the Mushi grabbed on his tongue, the black-wearing man was instantly pulled to Momo.

Momo stuck out her hand toward the man who looked like he was flying to her.

From Ashimaki's wide-open mouth—she plucked the Mushi stuck to his tongue.

"…!"

She could feel the Mushi being crushed in her hand.

The man widened his eyes, and his body twitched backward. And—when Momo let go, he collapsed on the ground and didn't move anymore.

The bright light around vanished, and the substation sank to silence.

"Haah… Haah…"

For a while Momo just stood there, but soon began walking.

She started walking toward town.

She had defeated her enemy.

Now she was finally able to head to Daisuke—

"Daiske…"

Something like a faint shadow rose from Momo's body as she walked with an unsteady gait. The pattern covering her entire body simmered, producing white smoke.

She felt power coursing through her body and the hot impulse inside her.

However, contrary to that her heart was rapidly weakening and her mind grew blurry. Her thinking was paralyzed, and she was unable to think rationally.

"It's hot…"

She had to get to Daisuke as soon as possible, but she might explode from inside before that.

"Daiskeee…"

A drop hit Momo's cheeks.

It was raining.

The sky covered in dark clouds started a fierce rain at once.

Rain wild enough to cover her entire sight—

"…!"

There was an explosion.

Unable to do anything, Momo rolled vigorously on the ground.

"You are sturdy… well, that's expected from a Fusion Type."

Along with this gloomy voice, appearing in the rain was once again a person completely clad in black. With the pitch-dark body suit covering her from head to toes, she was like an enemy of some Tokusatsu show.

"Uh—"

Momo stood up, swaying.

"UUUUuuuUUuUUhhh!!!"

Raising her face, her shining eyes gazed at the newly appeared enemy. A bestial groan leaked from between her clenched teeth.

She hated it.

Why did she have to go through all this?

Why was everyone trying to kill Momo?

"Why?!"

She shouted while shedding tears.

"I didn't do anything! I never hurt anyone, and never got involved with any Mushi or Mushitsuki! I was just living normally! So why's everyone and their mother trying to kill me?!"

Momo's howl reverberated around the substation.

"Why am I not even allowed to run away!"

For a second—the bodysuit person looked as if she was standing frozen.

Now mixed with the killer intent radiating at her was the presence of some agitation.

"Ta—Tanaka… Momo…?"

Momo felt as if the suited woman's surprised voice was familiar.

Yet she lacked the presence of mind to recall that voice's origin right now.

"If you're still going to stand in my way…!"

The pattern appearing on Momo's distorted expression was shining in multicolor. The marker she gripped so tightly it nearly broke was continually changing its colors.

She wasn't kind.

Only to people whom she found precious.

Against those she determined to be her enemies, she was ruthless.

"I'm going to kill everyone who's not me or Daiske… yeah!"

Marker-User, Tanaka Momo.

Her shout was the howl to keep living.

"That is… my line."

The phantom who was until now paralyzed asserted in a low voice.

"Fusion-Type Mushitsuki are dangerous. No matter who they are… I'll kill them."

Tanaka Momo, ruled by fear and murder—didn't notice any of the hesitation coloring that voice.

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