Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

Irena was stunned when she heard this, and then looked around the corner.

It turns out that Irena, who is wearing the same white coat as An Yi, is tinkering with a sparkling machine.

"Now An Yi will only like me...hehehe..."

"Isn't this just sickly?!"

Irena slapped the table with a 'slap', the corners of her mouth twitching wildly.

The scene in front of me is really a group of demons dancing wildly.

Everyone has the same face as hers.

They're all talking about comfort.

This made it impossible for her who behaved normally to stay in this comfortable club.

She's not one of those easy-going fanatics.

"Looking at you like this, I actually want to ask."

Irena, who was wearing glasses, drank lipstick tea: "You still don't seem to like that person's appearance?"

"...what do you mean by that?"

Irena supported her face: "Is there any reason why I must like An Yi?"

Yes.

Is there any reason why she must like An Yi?

After all, she traveled to that world because of An Yi...

Although now she does feel a little grateful for An Yi.

But that's just gratitude at best.

To say good feelings...

There are definitely some.

But it didn't reach the point where everyone here Irena is so exaggerated.

"is it?"

Irena, who was wearing glasses, looked at the other party, and after a while she looked back: "Well...so that's the case...Since this is the case, there is actually nothing to say."

"only--"

Irena, who was wearing glasses, stretched out a white and slender finger: "I hope you don't know how to cherish it until you really lose it."

"Eh...? What does this mean?"

Irena took a bite of the macaron and looked at Irena in the glasses in confusion.

"Literal meaning, just use the literal meaning to understand."

Irena, who was wearing glasses, didn't explain too much: "We are both Irenas from parallel worlds. If we interfere indiscriminately and affect your world...that would be bad."

"...Since you said so."

Irena lifted her white and tight thighs: "That's fine, after all, things like the journey and the future must be unknown."

"Exactly. As expected of me."

Irena, who was wearing glasses, smiled and praised: "But you should know some things in the near future... For example, why An Yi is liked by so many of us Irena."

"Huh? I don't want to know about that kind of thing. Speaking of which, it's your fault that you fell in love with that kind of facial paralyzed man, right?"

Irena waved her hand, and then she was a little curious: "What is the reason why you like him?"

Irena, who was wearing glasses, didn't talk as much as before.

She just took a sip of black tea and sighed a little: "You are also one of us, I think... You should already have the answer in your heart, right?"

"Do you have an answer in your heart...?"

Irena frowned her beautiful eyebrows and thought about it.

I feel like I do have that feeling in my heart, but I can't always grasp it...

This feeling is as if you were thinking about doing a very important thing last second.

But in the next second, he suddenly forgot.

But forget it.

Irena's character has always been narcissistic and defiant.

She will not easily fall into the rhythm of others.

Besides, compared to this...

"Speaking of which, where is An Yi? He sent me here, but he's gone..."

Irena muttered to herself.

Then--

Boom! ! !

The whole room felt like an earthquake.

All Irena looked over in unison.

Even the bespectacled Irena, who hadn't spoken much just now, was full of disbelief.

Whether it's a sick girl or a [crazy] girl.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

Then--

"You...you mean An Yi came to this world?!"

Irena, who was wearing glasses, opened her mouth to ask.

"...Ah...Yeah. Just sent me here."

Irena showed a puzzled look: "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"...There is indeed a problem..."

"Huh? Did An Yi actually come here?"

"How about my outfit? Do you want to change it for An Yi to see?"

"This time, I must let An Yi lick my shoes!"

"Ah... I hope I like the comfort of flat chest... Otherwise, I really want to die..."

Various discussion voices sounded again.

It made Irena's head hurt from the noise.

But this time——

"Quiet! Everyone, don't forget! There are No. 17 me in this city! That guy is not a good person!"

Irena, wearing glasses, took the initiative to stand up and preside over the overall situation, and revealed the information.

"...No. 17 me?"

Irena looked at the other party and opened her mouth: "What's the situation?"

"...that is an extremely cold, cruel, bloodthirsty me..."

Irena, who was wearing glasses, took a deep breath, with a very apprehensive look on her face: "That guy is no longer like us Irena in terms of personality."

When it comes to here.

Wearing glasses, Irena slowly stretched out a finger; "A piece of hair, a drop of saliva, a piece of skin, even the air produced when talking with An Yi... I think it's all about her." ...and...Although it's hard to say...No. 17 I guess killed someone...Whether it's eyes or demeanor, they are completely different from us."

Irena, who was wearing glasses, let out a deep breath.

"We call her Irena the Killer."

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Murderer Irena... No. 17 exists.

When hearing this name, Irena fell into deep thought.

If it is said that the Irena present are all personalities evolved through different choices.

So what kind of journey did this murderer Irena go through to become what she is now?

The key is--

"No. 17 Irena's appearance is basically the same as ours, but she far surpasses us in combat magic attainments."

Irena, who was wearing glasses, frowned.

"Far more than us?"

Irena's expression changed slightly: "To what extent?"

"The level of the big witch."

Irena, who was wearing glasses, let out a heavy breath, her eyes full of fear: "That's why I decided to act first when I saw you."

Well...

Irena thought of the scene where Irena, who was wearing glasses, held the wand to accumulate magic power and aimed it at her head.

Is it possible that this guy really wants to do something to himself?

but...

"Big witch level...?"

Irena picked up the black tea on the table, and after taking a sip, her expression also changed.

Let's be honest.

Although Irena has the strength as a witch.