All attentions were focused on the men, and they were all equally on guard of us and our surroundings.
Momoka, with her white hair fluttering, was standing right in front of the leader of the group, and forcefully 'crushed' both of his wrists with her hands.
In the midst of this sudden event, before anyone could react, the one who responded first was the man whose wrists were crushed
He screamed in agony, finally feeling the weight of his broken arms. At his scream, the other men who were standing alongside came to their senses and tried to attack Momoka, but...
The men suddenly slid sideways as if slipping on ice, passed me, and disappeared from view behind me as if they had been pulled away.
Reflexively, I turned around, still confused about what was going on. There I saw Mio-san with her palms extended in front of her, restraining the two men who were struggling to escape from her grip.
"I'm sorry, but if we hadn't stopped them, Momoka-chan would have been in danger..."
Niya-san showed anger towards Mio-san who restrained the men by unknown means, and in face of the chaos, we remained helpless, unable to do anything.
"Shit, what's going on!? Why can't I get away!? Is there some kind of glue on your hands!?"
"I wanted to resolve this peacefully as much as possible, but there's no help for it now, is there?"
One of the restrained men holds a sword in his hand and tries to thrust it toward Mio-san, who is restraining him.
Mio-san, whose hands were occupied to restrain the two men, had no way to prevent the sword from being thrown at her. Just as it seemed that the blade would pierce her body, the sword was flung away without warning.
The man whose sword had been knocked away yelled out in frustration and watched as the sword flew away.
"What the hell, you're not just a whore?"
"Oh, please, calm down... We don't want to get violent either..."
"You broke both of my friend's arms, and you're telling me to calm down? Just let us go already!"
"Uh, please don't resist..."
"Hey! Mio! Come here!"
As the men struggled, Mio-san desperately tried to restrain them. Meanwhile, Iko-san, who seemed out of place in the intense situation, was waving her hand from a distance.
"If you need them restrained, leave them to me!"
"Iko! What the hell are you doing?!"
"Niya, I know you're angry, but there's no pretending we don't know anything since Momoka made a mess, don't you think we should cooperate and do each other a favor?"
"That's why, Mio! Pass them over me!"
As soon as Mio-san directed the men's restrained hands towards Iko-san, the men were propelled towards her.
The men were sent flying with tremendous force and it seemed like they would collide with Iko-san, but they suddenly lost momentum as they closed in on her and fell vertically, crashing heavily into the ground.
"Welcome. Sorry, but please stay stuck like that for a while."
"What is this... my body feels heavy?"
"Oops. I think it's better not to move forcibly. Your limbs might say goodbye to your body under their own weight."
What's going on here? From the way things were going, it seems that Mio-san and Iko-san are not normal, and Niya-san was the only one who could fight, wasn't she? And Momoka's movements were so fast, it's as if she teleported!
Damn it, even though I couldn't think of anything else, I suggested becoming a hostage myself. I braced myself for Diana's reprimand, but to my surprise, her eyes were filled with concern, not anger.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt!?"
"Huh? No, I'm fine."
It's not unusual for Diana to worry about me, but it's the first time I've seen her looking so anxious.
I wondered if I had done something to make her worry so much, and then I saw myself and understood why Diana was so worried.
I was covered in mud because I had jumped out of the window in my nightclothes and rolled around on the ground so much that Diana must have thought I fought and ended up like this when she heard the noise and came running.
I explained to Diana while she was trying to remove the dirt from my body, "No, this is not because of the fight or anything—Aah!?"
"Does it hurt somewhere?"
"Well, I did tumble around quite a bit when I jumped from the second floor, so I think it's just a bruise."
Perhaps due to the thread of nervousness being cut, my whole body suddenly began to hurt.
I was relieved that nobody else besides me was injured. While thinking about that, I heard a sound, like something collapsing, from behind.
I turned around at the sound, and saw Momoka as she tumbled and fell to the ground.
Suddenly, the word "disposable" that Momoka had said earlier flashed through my mind, and I rushed over to her, calling out her name.
"Hey! Are you okay!?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"What do you mean you're fine?"
"I'm good, I just need some rest and I'll be fine."
Momoka looked up with a red streak running down her nose, and she didn't seem to be all right at all.
"For now, let's get you treated together. Unfortunately, there's no doctor around, but I can use a simple healing magic to help you-"
"It's no use, that won't be enough to heal Momoka's damage."
Moona-san appeared out of nowhere and cut me off, squatting down beside Momoka.
"What do you mean, it won't be enough?"
"It's okay, leave it to me when it comes to Momoka."
"Moona, I'm fine on my own."
"What do you mean you'll be fine? Your legs are so swollen and discolored that you can't even move them properly."
Your legs are so swollen and discolored that you can't even move them properly."
At Moona-san's words, my eyes naturally turned to Momoka's legs, and I gulped.
Momoka's legs were so swollen and discolored that I could clearly see them even in this darkness.
These injuries were beyond the scope of minor healing magic.
"If you're going to charge in recklessly like that, you should be grateful you didn't get your legs torn off."
If you were sorry, you wouldn't have done such a reckless thing."
Moona-san tried to reach out to Momoka, but she twisted her upper body to dodge the hand.
"No, I don't need medical treatment. This is my own fault, and Moona doesn't need to shoulder the burden."
"What do you plan to accomplish with that injured leg of yours?"
"Momoka, you didn't forget our promise, did you?"
"It's okay. It's not that heavy a load. And I knew what I was doing... so don't be unreasonable."
Moona-san gently embraces Momo, who looks as if she is about to cry.
This time, Momoka did not try to resist and held her in her arms, and their bodies were suddenly enveloped in a pale light.
"What is this?"
It was different from the light of healing magic; it was a little stronger, and above all, the light shone only on the hand of the person who cast the healing magic, not on the whole body.
After staring at the scene for a while, the light gradually subsided, and Momoka's legs, which had been swollen and discolored, were restored to normal.
I support Moona, who almost falls when she tries to get up.
Her body is surprisingly hot, and beads of sweat the size of pearls fall from her forehead.
"Haha, sorry about that. I suppose my stamina has really gone down for me to get this dizzy from such a small effort."
"Moona-san... just who are you people?"
"I will be the one who tells you about that."
"Master Neil, may I have a moment of your time? And could we please talk somewhere more secluded?"
"…Alright, let's talk in my office."
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