Editing The Unexplored Summon Blood Sign:Volume2 Chapter4 (section)

===Part 9===

In that instant, Shiroyama Kyousuke determined the location of his opponent’s center of gravity from his build, determined the range of motion of the man’s arms and legs, and accurately calculated out where he could strike to knock him out in a single blow. At the same time, he was thinking about something entirely unrelated to his victory.

(I need to at least take out his knee so the girl can definitely escape. I need to make sure he can never get back up. I can only interfere while they’re in this place that was summoned based on people’s “searches”. Once it’s all over, she has to step back into the world where she belongs. If she can’t reach safety on her own, this will all be meaningless.)

He coolly analyzed the situation and stood up while just barely remaining within the limitations of Alice (with) Rabbit.

(It’s true some people might think this is wrong. They might laugh and call it a farce soaked in opportunism. Even if I cheat like this, it might not be enough to shake all of mankind and it might only slightly expand the circle of smiles surrounding a single family.)

The grass sickle approached from overhead.

(But.)

Kyousuke swung his body to the side to dodge the deadly blade and stared calmly at the man who tried to tackle him.

(Some might say this is absolutely wrong and some might say it’s a grand farce.)

He gathered strength in all his body’s muscles as if drawing a bowstring and he took aim with the tip of his Blood-Sign.

He targeted the man’s right leg. His kneecap. He stared at it with almost ruthless accuracy so he could smash it with a single strike.

Time seemed to stop.

And in that moment, Shiroyama Kyousuke shouted from the bottom of his gut, as if releasing all his pent up anger.

“But!! This has to be what everyone really wanted to do!!”

He released the Blood-Sign like a bullet.

A tremendous roar burst out.

The knee shattered. This time, the man collapsed with a scream and writhed in pain. He was now no longer a monster or a murderer and the tip of the Blood-Sign jabbed into his gut. It was like the final sword strike to finish off the writhing dragon after a fatal blow from a spear. The man was truly knocked out.

The world would now change.

Kyousuke could never accept the idea that the girl’s gruesome murder was “right”.

Not as long as he possessed these perfectly normal feelings.