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

===Part 4===

When Kyousuke arrived on the roof, his opponents were standing in the rainy night without an umbrella.

They were a little more than twenty meters away.

The summoner known as Alice (with) Rabbit did not ask his opponents why they were doing this and he did not try to talk them out of it. He would stop them no matter what their reason was and he would use any means necessary to do so. His silence was a sign of that resolve.

But he did recall some small things:

———The student council president who had apologized for making him take part in the useless crime prevention training.

———The girl who had innocently stolen the pork from his bowl in the cafeteria.

———Benikomichi Fuuki who had helped him study to fend off boredom after school.

The memories rose to the surface.

But then he sealed them away as if to part ways with those peaceful days. Instead, he made a demand.

“''Name yourself.''”

This was an issue of definitions.

He had been speaking to Yasuzumi Hayato, but the summoner said nothing and looked over to his vessel.

Benikomichi Fuuki answered on her own without checking with the summoner behind her.

“We are Illegal Award 910, Telomere’s End.”

“…”

Shiroyama Kyousuke narrowed his eyes ever-so-slightly.

That quick exchange had revealed the general outline of some things: the balance of power between his two enemies, this plan led by the vessel, what supported the vessel’s heart, and what desire had led them in this direction.

So to sum it all up, Kyousuke spoke a simple phrase with Librarian-chan to his side.

“''There’s no saving you.''”

A moment later, an Incense Grenade burst at Hayato’s feet.

An Artificial Sacred Ground expanded from there.

The summoning battle had begun.

The Rose made up of 216 Petals appeared. Kyousuke pulled a serpentine Blood-Sign from his back and Hayato pulled a three-sectioned staff of a Blood-Sign from his back. They both became long sticks. They forcefully sent out one of the White Thorns that had appeared. Both White Thorns pierced the Rose at about the same time and it broke into scattering Petals. Countless Spots appeared within the Artificial Sacred Ground and the Petals were absorbed by them.

Librarian-chan and Benikomichi Fuuki’s bodies transformed as if spiraling around.

Kyousuke had the Original Green (k). Cost: 1. Sound Range: Middle.

Hayato had the Original Red (b). Cost: 1. Sound Range: Low.

They were both three meter, seven hundred kilogram masses of goo and the only difference was the color, but Kyousuke had the upper hand in the sound range.

But Hayato did not quickly build up his Material to change to a different sound range.

As Kyousuke continued to aim for the Petals floating in the air, the assassin gave a yell.

“Fuuki-san!! Destroy the roo-…”

“Like we’ll let you!! Librarian-chan!!”

Kyousuke loudly cut him off.

<Understood. I just have to stop her, right!?>

A dull sound rang out. As Benikomichi Fuuki tried to smash the concrete below them in her Original Red form, Librarian-chan used her own Original Green body as a shield.

Kyousuke had the upper hand in the sound range, so she could take a few hits without worrying about a fatal blow.

In the blank moment created by the failed attempt to destroy their footing, Kyousuke used his Blood-Sign to forcefully hit a White Thorn.

He moved onto the next step.

By gaining an advantage in sound range and cost, he could crush his opponent before they even left the weakest Cost 1 range.

But Hayato gave a shout even though he had to know that.

“Did you think you could get in our way forever!?”

The red goo took the form of a giant fist and repeatedly attacked the rooftop.

<Gh… She’s fast! But her monster should be about the same as mine!!>

Librarian-chan moved quickly, but she could not help but let a few hits through which sent disconcerting cracks through the concrete. The limit arrived in no time. With a dull breaking sound, Kyousuke’s entire vision dropped down as if he had fallen into an enormous pitfall.

He knew what Yasuzumi Hayato had to be thinking.

They would fall into a classroom or hallway. Either way, it was a limited indoor field that would allow him to fight while switching from one foothold to another. By using the floor, the walls, the ceiling, the blackboards, the desks, and the lockers, he could switch between footholds every few seconds to send the artificial gravity every which way and toss Shiroyama Kyousuke around. He could overwhelm his opponent by building up his own Material without giving his opponent a chance to use his Blood-Sign.

But Kyousuke did not just sit idly by.

With a tremendous sound, he pressed his feet against the crumbling rooftop and charged forward like a bullet.

His target was Yasuzumi Hayato himself.

Their protective circles collided, creating an almost metallic clang. The two summoners were distanced from anything that would bring death, so this would of course not defeat him.

But Yasuzumi Hayato’s body still floated up somewhat.

“…?”

“Librarian-chan!! Hit me!!”

<Okay! And my name!!>

The response was swift.

An otherworldly monster mercilessly beat Shiroyama Kyousuke’s protective circle from behind. This provided far more power than before, so it almost looked like the physics experiment using metal balls hanging from strings.

All of the monster’s kinetic energy was transferred from Kyousuke to Hayato.

Kyousuke’s position remained almost unchanged while Hayato shot horizontally when he had been falling straight down before.

“Wha-…!?”

He was thrown far from his expected landing point. Instead of the classroom directly below, he was thrown to a long hallway.

A new Artificial Sacred Ground appeared and the remaining Petals were swept over to it.

It must have felt like intentionally jumping into a pitfall only to find there was a second pitfall at the bottom. Hayato frantically corrected the position of his legs, but that slowed him down and worked against his plan.

“…”

Meanwhile, Kyousuke was using his Blood-Sign. He used his White Thorns to accurately target the Petals bouncing freely around the limited miniature world.

His Material was already the Ramming Fish (n h – c b).

Cost: 4. Sound Range: Low. It was a giant fish that swam freely through the dark night and had a single sword-like horn.

Yasuzumi Hayato must have sensed that sticking with the weakest Original Red would be dangerous, so he finally started hitting out his own White Thorns.

“Fuuki-san!!”

The student council president transformed from the red goo into a man-eating flower that crawled around with tentacle-like roots. Unsurprisingly, she smashed the hallway floor.

Their footing vanished once more.

Hayato set his sights on the inside of the outer wall. The new artificial gravity would swing Shiroyama Kyousuke around by 360 degrees. But then Hayato saw something unbelievable.

Before the artificial gravity had even changed, the soles of Kyousuke’s shoes were already planted on the wall.

He was running along the wall.

Using the same principle that kept water in a bucket as it is was swung around, it was possible to walk two or three steps on a vertical wall with enough of a starting run and centrifugal force. But that was only if one was prepared to fall back down and possibly break an arm if they messed up the landing.

However, Kyousuke did not need to worry about landing.

After all, the footing had already been destroyed and Hayato was on the move. The enemy assassin could not stop now.

Before Shiroyama Kyousuke’s body could be dragged back down by gravity, the new footing was set.

That meant he did not fall.

The battle continued on this new footing.

Meanwhile, even if Hayato had set this up, he still had to use his knees as springs to cancel the momentum of his own weight. He was delayed a bit when compared to Kyousuke who had been attached to the wall before it even became the new footing.

Hayato should have been the one swinging his opponent around, but his own plan was beginning to strangle him.

“You…!?”

“What? You don’t have anything else up your sleeve?”

Shiroyama Kyousuke simply smiled as he precisely held up his Blood-Sign.

He seemed to be proving again who the master of this field was.