The masked girl seed utterly terrified, her petite body completely hiding behind Mukiwa and the pale-yellow woman.
Mukiwa’s face was still sowhat pale—yet she firmly kept the masked girl protected behind her.
Due to the mask worn by the pale-yellow woman, it was impossible to see her current expression, but like Mukiwa, she ford a simple "human wall" in front of the masked girl.
——Do they intend to take them hostage...!
Upon seeing the two Samurai attacking Mukiwa and the others, Aoto’s expression darkened sharply.
Why would these lunatics go to attack Miss Kinoshita and the others?
Aoto instinctively thought—the lunatics probably saw him standing with Mukiwa and the others earlier and assud Mukiwa and the others might be his companions, thus planning to take Mukiwa and the others hostage to threaten him!
When a person is desperate, they might resort to any disgraceful tactics.
Even if it was for himself, Aoto couldn’t allow those two thieves to harm Mukiwa and the others.
Therefore, with almost no hesitation—Aoto’s sharp gaze, due to his high-speed sprinting, created a flash in the air.
He exerted all his strength, rushing towards the girls.
Seeing Aoto suddenly running towards the girl, Saito hesitated for a mont, then quickly followed.
When Aoto started running, the distance between him and Mukiwa and the others was 5 steps.
Whereas the distance between the two Samurai and Mukiwa and the others... was 4 steps.
The distance between both sides and the girls was almost equal.
It would beco clear in an instant whether Aoto would rescue the girls first, or if the blades of these two would reach the girl.
As Aoto sprinted to a distance just 2 steps away from the girls, he leaped, pouncing toward them.
At the sa ti, the two Samurai moved into a position where their swords could reach Mukiwa and the others and swung their swords heavily down...
Aoto raised his left arm and gathered all three girls into his embrace.
Fortunately, both Mukiwa and the masked girl were petite. It was a bit strenuous, but gathering all three in one go was manageable.
The unique elasticity and softness of a girl’s skin continuously conveyed through Aoto’s left arm and chest.
From the mont Aoto rushed in to save Mukiwa and the others, only a little over a second had passed.
Due to Aoto’s rapid return, combined with the fact that they didn’t expect him to co back to save them, Mukiwa and the others looked at Aoto in surprise as he "carried" them away.
In his eagerness to rescue the girls, Aoto exerted quite a bit of strength in his leap.
This extra force gave the girls a fright and caused the mask which the masked girl was wearing, to fall off at that mont...
The dark red Celestial Dog Mask flew off her face, soaring towards the distant ground.
Along with it, her headscarf was also dislodged...
Benefiting from the inertia of the leap, Aoto rolled aside.
Of course—Aoto didn’t just focus on escaping with the girls during that mont.
The two Samurai who attempted to ambush the girls had physical features that would catch anyone’s attention.
One had five extrely noticeable large moles at the corner of his mouth.
The other had a large rather ugly red birthmark on the left side of his forehead.
As Aoto extended his left hand to gather the girls into his arms, he raised his right hand, wielding his tachi, and struck at one of the Samurai—the "Mole Man" with many large moles on his face.
Swish.
Swish.
The sound of two blades cutting into flesh resounded simultaneously.
Aoto’s tily rescue spared the girls from disaster.
The attack from the Samurai missed its mark—the "Birthmark Man" only cut through thin air.
However, the "Mole Man’s" sword did hit sothing—not the girls, but Aoto’s right thigh.
The tip of the sword pierced into Aoto’s right thigh, carving a gash.
Blood as big as soybeans began seeping from the wound.
Despite the injury to his leg, Aoto retaliated fiercely.
The swing Aoto delivered while rescuing the girls landed perfectly on the "Mole Man."
Aoto’s strike was much more vicious.
The blade sliced upwards from below, shattering the "Mole Man’s" right kneecap.
A shrill scream burst from his throat.
Saito, who started his run half a step after Aoto, arrived at that mont.
Saito adopted a dragging tachi stance and attacked the "Mole Man," who Aoto had disabled by shattering his knee.
This person still had so skill.
Even with a shattered kneecap and a disabled leg, he managed to defend against Saito’s attack.
As Saito slashed the sword upward towards his abdon, the "Mole Man" swiftly moved his blade horizontally towards Saito’s attacking direction, and with a "clang," he blocked Saito’s sword.
Unfortunately... this agile defense was only displayed once.
With just one leg to exert force, he wasn’t able to match Saito’s strength.
Saito pushed hard forward, and the "Mole Man," holding onto his blocked sword, fell backward.
An off-balance stance ant the outco was decided.
Saito swung his tachi horizontally, slicing through the "Mole Man’s" throat.
Returning to Aoto—while Saito was dealing with the Samurai whose knee Aoto had shattered, Aoto and the girls landed safely on the ground.
"Hey, are you hurt... huh?!"
After hitting the ground with his left shoulder, Aoto clutched the girls in his arms and imdiately asked if they were injured.
As his gaze shifted downward to the girl in his arms, his remaining words turned into a shocked exclamation.
Thud... thud... thud...
The Celestial Dog Mask, dislodged during Aoto’s leap, rolled a few tis on the ground due to inertia, before finally coming to a stop.
And alongside the mask, the headscarf also fell to the ground.
With the Celestial Dog Mask and headscarf removed, Aoto finally could see the girl’s hair and features.
Sky blue... what ca into Aoto’s view first was an incredibly beautiful sky blue.
The girl’s eye color was not black, but a clear sky blue, reminiscent of a sumr’s day.
A vivid pale gold followed the sky blue in Aoto’s line of sight.
Previously covered by the headscarf, it was a head of now waterfall-like cascading pale golden curls.
The girl’s facial features were well-defined, her eye lines both distinct and profound, her nose poised and straight below her brows...
With blonde hair, blue eyes, and distinct facial features... these were not characteristics of an oriental person.
——A person from the Western World?
Aoto looked in amazent at the Western girl in his arms.
And this Western girl in his arms also opened her sapphire-like eyes widely, staring at Aoto with a gaze mixed with confusion and puzzlent.
After Saito had killed the "Mole Man" with the shattered knee, the remaining "Birthmark Man" seed utterly devoid of fighting spirit.
He emitted a terrified scream and turned to flee.
Yet, before he could get far—
"Quick! Quickly! Catch that person! Catch that person!"
A chubby, white Samurai suddenly erged from a distant street corner, leading a dozen or so people.
This white, chubby Samurai wiped his sweat with a handkerchief in one hand while continuously waving the other hand, directing his subordinates behind him.
The chubby white Samurai split his Samurai into two groups.
One group went to surround and capture the escaping "Birthmark Man."
The other group encircled Aoto, Saito, and the three girls still in Aoto’s arms.
In rely a mont, the "Birthmark Man," trying to escape after a failed ambush on the girl, was pressed to the ground, uttering pig-like cries and pleas for rcy.
And as he was pressed down, the encirclent around Aoto and the others was complete.
"If you don’t want to die, put down your weapons! Let go of those three girls!" the chubby white Samurai shouted at Aoto and Saito.
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