Fifteen Translation: phase .01 (6/6)
This time, it was Chuuya who charged first.
With his hands in his pockets, Chuuya kicked out diagonally. Hirotsu made to receive it with his right hand but just before he could engage, Chuuya changed the direction of his kick. He aimed for the nape of Hirotsu’s neck instead.
Hirotsu grabbed a pistol with his left hand to guard against the kick. The barrel of the pistol was strained under the impact of the kick that was made heavier by gravity. Chuuya’s attack was stopped by Hirotsu’s right hand on his shoulder.
“I caught you.”
“So what? Your Ability has no effect on me.”
“Is that so.”
Chuuya turned to look behind him with shock on his face.
Behind him, at some point in time, Dazai had managed to stand up. He was touching the nape of Chuuya’s neck.
“How unfortunate. With that, gravity has left your hands.”
Dazai’s Ability was also one that activated upon touching someone. That Ability was one that rendered another Ability useless – the ultimate anti-Ability. There were no exceptions to the effects of this anti-Ability.
“You say… my Ability can’t work?”
Hirotsu tapped Chuuya’s chest lightly with his right hand.
“Now, brat, it’s time to collect the lesson fees.”
A white wave of shock.
Chuuya’s light body flew backwards. It was as if he had been knocked down by a large car.
Almost at the same time, Dazai was once again knocked to the ground where he started rolling.
He only stopped when his back hit the zinc wall.
“Dazai-san!”
A look of confusion appeared on Hirotsu’s face for a brief second. The one his Ability acted on was Chuuya. Why was Dazai thrown backwards as well?
“It… got me,” Dazai groaned as he pressed against his stomach. “Just before you attacked… my lower half was kicked. Thanks to that, I accidentally let go of him… he purposefully flew backwards with the aid of his Ability.”
Chuuya, who had thought to have been tossed backwards, had landed sideways on the wall of the building. There was a predatory smile on his face.
“Hahaha! That’s right; that’s what happened! Let’s have firecrackers suitable for the opening of a banquet!”
As he shouted this, Chuuya kicked himself off the wall with a speed that felt almost as if he wanted to smash the wall. He charged towards Dazai and the rest.
Chuuya charged with the speed and weight of a shell**. There was no way Hirotsu could receive that with the strength of his right hand alone. Even if Dazai nullifies Chuuya’s Ability, his body would only collapse under the impact of that speed.
The next moment.
Black flames blew towards everyone.
“Argh!”
The wave of black attack that came in from the side threw everyone sideways. It wasn't just the human bodies. The buildings, cables and even the trees. The air itself suddenly seemed to be against the humans as it bared its angry teeth and mowed down everything in its path.
That was the black explosion.
Near Suribachigai, a large explosion erupted. It wasn't just an explosion. It was a ball of flame that took out an entire area.
Dazai was blown away like fallen leaves, and he spun around and saw that.
A pair of red, bright eyes. Wrinkles that were etched with decades of death and violence. White hair.
He was calm even inside the black flame, or, rather, it seemed like he was wearing that black flame like a coat and standing there as if he were the king of hell.
That figure.
“… the old boss…!” Dazai shouted.
That remark was swallowed by the black flames, and Dazai too was consumed by darkness.
