Chapter 11 Some Summer Action

"What the hell?"

"I know right. The place wasn't cheap but it well worth the money."

"Of course, a friend told me about this place.

"No, I mean why?"

Why indeed. The three males, consisting of Hikigaya Hachiman, Hikigaya Ebisu, and Miura Yuuto were currently standing in the front yard of a traditional Japanese house. From what Hachiman can see from the yard, the house was quite large at least spamming a few hundred square meters. Complete with a small garden and shed. Heck, there was even a stand-alone house at the back that he can see.

After a few days of absence, the parents of Hachiman and Yumiko returned. But as soon as they showed up, they ordered the three teens and a baby to pack up their things. At first, they were confused but did so anyway after their parents said they would explain on the way to his current location.

A new house. Their parents bought a new and much larger house. Looks like they wanted to be involved in Natsumi's upbringing too. They bought the traditional home so that the couple won't have to take turns living with the two families.

"How'd we even afford this? Even if you four adults chipped in the price must have been crazy." Hachiman said with his tone questioning.

"What do you mean? Didn't we already tell you kids? that your mother and I got promoted some time ago. Did you still think we were low-level grunts Hachi?" Hachiman's father asked his son, Ebisu tried to remember the time he told them about his promotion. "Now that I think of it you were busy playing with your games at that time."

"Oh… Maybe it slipped my mind" Hachiman remembered that now. He was busy clearing a level on his Vita-chan when his father made an important announcement. He thought at the time its only a pay raise. Who would have known that his father had become an officer in his company?

"The business I started up had been doing well too. So, it wasn't really much for me, and to begin with. I Thought it was time for a change of pace" Yuuto Miura interjected, he was silent until now. Busy with admiring the house's tatami mats, wooden walls and all the other artistry that came with the traditional house. "You know, I always wanted to live in a traditional home. I mean look, it's so peaceful even if we're still in the middle of the city."

The house was surrounded by stone walls that block off most of the sound coming from the busy streets beyond it. It also helped that the place was located in the more suburban part of town. The place was actually close to Sobu High School, just a dozen or so minutes of walking.

"Well enough standing around here. The girls are already touring the place, us men should check out our new home as well." Ebisu said with excitement, he couldn't' wait to show off the house to his son.

There were three building within the compound, one large main house that could fit three families. A stand-alone house that could fit a family at the back and last a shed at the back to store random things. At the main house, there was a manmade hot spring that could fit white a few people in it. One of the main reasons they decided to but the house, the two fathers admitted.

There is a large kitchen and dining room that could fit all of them, making for a rather… boisterous dinner. As for the living room, they were still thinking of how they could furnish it. This was their first time living in a Traditional Japanese house after all.

"What do you mean we get the single house?" Hachiman asked his father to repeat his statement.

"Exactly that. You and Yumiko will stay in the single-family house. Mostly for sleeping thought since Komachi will get lonely in such a big house with us adult at work all the time." Ebisu nodded to himself while thinking of his cute daughter.

"But if anything! anything lewd happens in there. Trust me...I will know. I will most definitely know." Yuuto warned Hachiman, his face contorted to a menacing sneer. Thought it did scare Hachiman, an ogre laughing looked much scarier. No offense, or was it a compliment? "And now I must go see Yumiko and Natsumi, I haven't seen them in a few days. So, papa needs his recharge" with that Yuuto ran to the house, his face holding a silly smile.

With the father and son alone Hachiman opted to look over the house one more time. He didn't know what to say to his father after all the thing he showed him. And so, the two were covered in silence, as their initial excitement of moving to a new place died down. Hachiman wanted to ask why they decided until his father started before him.

"I forgot to tell you one last thing Hachiman. Congratulations on becoming a father and growing up to be a man I'm proud off and more. I know I haven't been the best of fathers, but I at least wanted you to know that you have my support."

Hachiman was silenced by his father's words. It was the first time in years that he heard his father talk to him in such a manner. He always opted for a stricter demeanor when it came to him.

"Thanks, dad."

He entered the front door of his new home, with a few bags in his hands and his face dripping with sweat. Letting out a sigh as he was finally away from the gaze of the hot summer sun, he makes his way to the living room. But not before announcing his presence.

"Taidaima."

"Okaeri"

A female voice replied back from inside the house. Hachiman stopped moving slightly upon hearing the voice. The reply came from one Miura Yumiko, he stopped since it was the first time he came home alone and was greeted by her. Usually, they would go out together. Today he had to get a few things himself since Yumiko was busy preparing for the festival they would go to later that day.

Hachiman walks over to the living where he heard Yumiko's voice. Upon entering the room, he once again stopped on his tracks. All movement stopped from his person, his breath hitched and his mind dulled as he gazed at the sight in front of him.

Stood in front of him was Yumiko beautiful as ever, but that wasn't what caused his current state. What caught his attention was that she was wearing a kimono. A long red kimono with a while flower patter covered her form. Her golden hair was let down in its usual style, making for a stark contrast with the red kimono.

Hachiman stood there, admiring the woman in front of him who had long noticed his presence. Yumiko for her part didn't really mind his state and found it flattering, she even gave a twirl to show off all angles of her wearing the garment.

"How do I look?" after showing off her kimono she asks Hachiman his opinion. "Komachi helped me put it on."

"You look amazing." In his state, Hachiman could only say the first thing that came to mind. He turned red when he realized what he said but still, he didn't take it back.

"Really?! Hehe, maybe I should wear on all the time. It would be fitting since we live in a traditional Japanese home now." She got closer to Hachiman. Yumiko's face now inches from his, as she spoke cheekily. "Would you like that? Darling~"

"Wha...! I-I guess it wouldn't be too bad." A flustered reply came from Hachiman, but he was able to calm himself enough to follow his words. "But with the summer heat, it might not be the best thing for now"

"Ehh, your no fun. We can both dress like this if you want to." She actually wanted to do that, it was noticeable with the anticipation in her voice. "Come to think of it were you able to buy it? A Yukata to wear to the festival?"

"Yeah I have it right here" Hachiman held up the bags in his arms. "I also bought more formula for Natsumi."

In truth he didn't want to wear a yukata at first, he was supposed to dress in his usual outing clothes. Yumiko put a stop to that rather quickly, convincing him to buy a yukata to wear to the festival so that they can match.

"Great we were running low on her milk." The blonde nodded in approval "What color did you get? It is red, so we match with each other."

"Well, it does have red in it." Hachiman pulled out a black Yukata with red a red maple pattern on it. There was a red Yukata for males at the store, but he wasn't a fan of wearing bright colors, so he chose this instead.

"Hikio! I wanted both of us to be pure red!" Yumiko complained as she lightly drummed his arm with her fist. "But I guess this is better than nothing, and black looks better on you anyway. Go get ready while I help Komachi and Natsumi dress up" She was putting at the loner as she spoke.

"Hai Hai."

"Cotton candy~ Cotton candy~. I want to buy some cotton candy!"

"So sweet! so savory! and so fluffy~"

""Yay cotton candy!""

Two cheery voices sang out in the middle of the lively festival, the atmosphere of the event getting to the singers. The voices belonged to two female teens wearing kimonos. One teen had orange hair tied to a side bun, and the other had dark hair and had her hair mostly down besides ahoge sticking out on top. The two were Yuigahama Yui and Hikigaya Komachi.

"Would you two stops singing and pick one already." A male voice pleaded to them in a bored tone.

Hachiman had been watching the two looms over the cotton candy store for some time. Which would have been fine for him if the two didn't sing so suddenly. Right now, they were buying all the thing Komachi wanted, the middle schooler even prepared a list of things she wanted to buy.

After the group of three teenagers and a baby left their home. The went to the station to meet up with Yui, as the girl explained it would be too crowded at the festival to find each other. Now at the festival, the group now consisting of five members were busy enjoying all the attractions of the festival.

"EH, No way!"

Unfortunately, one Miura Yumiko was busy talking with one of their classmates from school. Sagami Minami and her group bumped into them just as they arrived to buy cotton candy. Yumiko, who was carrying Natsumi was busy talking with Sagami. Though Hachiman noticed the blonde was holding back from shouting the blonde, the two didn't really get along if he remembered correctly.

Hachiman for his part just decided to act like a bystander as the two spoke with each other. Although Sagami had long noticed his presence he just pretended not to notice her, but the loner was still observing her from the corner of his eyes. At the start, Sagami's face was condescending wherever she looked at his direction. But as Sagami and Yumiko continued to speak with others, the face of the former would look at him and Natsumi in bewilderment. That was a few moments ago.

"They still haven't picked one yet?" Yumiko asked as she left Sagami and her group alone with their thoughts.

"Yeah" Looking over to the blonde Hachiman noticed a delighted expression on her face. "Did something good happen while I wasn't looking?"

"Nothing, just putting a dog in her place." Yumiko smile o-too sweetly, that Hachiman heart skipped a beat and gave him chills at the same time.

"Bubum~ Buboom~" Natsumi was excited with all the commotion around her.

"O-okay." He stuttered. "We should tell the two of them to pick already since it won't be long until the fireworks start." He quickly changed the topic, gaining composure as he spoke.

"I'll tell them that as I but something for Natchan as well"

With that Yumiko joined the two other girls at the stall, joining in with their excitement. But unlike them, she quickly picked out her fluffy snack and told them to choose theirs already. Opening the bag of cotton candy, she plucked out a small ball and had Natsumi take a taste.

"Mhmm~" the little devil babbled joyfully. Come to think of it, that was her first ever time eating sweets as far as Hachiman knew. Hachiman watched as the baby ate more of the fluffy candy treat.

They will have a hard time putting her to sleep later.

In another location, a pair of terrified screams could be heard from within an abandoned building. In random intervals, the screams of terror would stop. In exchange, the sounds of gunfire would sound out followed by monstrous roars. Afterward, the screams would continue along with bangs and thunderous booming sounds, that sound like a wall was being broken down with a wrecking ball.

"Momaaa, I want my Momaaa!" A terrified scream can be made out, pitifully calling for the person's mother.

"Shut up! If you're going to scream like that scream for help or distract that thing for me." An older sounding voice shakily voice was the only reply it got. "Now move before it throws another piece of rubble"

"Y-Yes, sir! Sniff* " The younger male answered back,

The two people running for there lives were Yamada Yada and his Rookie partner. In a moment of goodwill, the old detective decided to humor his young partner, by looking over the report he left on the older man's desk. Seeing it was legit. The old detective decided to investigate the area of the so-called "Monster sighting". Oh, how much Yada regretted his decision now.

Bang! Bang!

Two shots rang out from the old detective's location. Shooting at the large humanoid being attacking them. He aimed at the being's knees to slow it down, seeing as shooting it on most parts of its body would only result in holes only around an inch deep. As seen from the multiple holes on the monster's body.

If Hikigaya Hachiman or any other Otherworlders was there they would have recognized the large being attacking the detective. It was a [Mountain Troll], a more primitive cousin of the Forest Trolls. It had a large and hairy body and equally large nose, sporting two large arms that would drag across the ground. It had blue skin that had a texture similar to a fatty pig.

This species of trolls was known to throw large stones to attack their enemies, attacking them from a distance. But those thick large arms could also be used by them as flash clubs for close combat. Most humans tend to stay away from this species. Due to the difficulty piercing through their thick fat and injuring them fatally. The head would be its weakness like any other being, if not for it being so small compared to its large build. Making it difficult to hit, since it could use its thick arms to block attack aimed at it.

"Groaaar!" the troll fell to hits knees as the shots connected making it temporarily defenseless.

Luckily for the detective, his gun could still injure the troll. Thou it could cause minor wounds at most. If he focuses on a single point he can hurt the Troll enough to get it down and go for a killing blow. That is if the troll would let him land the shot.

"Just!"

Bang!

"Let me!"

Bang!

"Blow your F *king brain out!"

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The downed monster was somehow able to cover its head with its large arms, allowing it to survive the hail of bullets fired at it. Not without a price. Its arms became maimed with multiple holes, making them no longer capable of throwing ruble at the moment. But that didn't matter to it. The troll could still use its arms to bash the humans to mush.

"AWOOOGA!" The mountain troll went into a berserker state, allowing it to ignore the pain and rush to the old detective. Moving slower due to its cripple legs.

Yamada meanwhile, was able to get far enough to reload his gun and catch his breath. He was alone for now. He had ordered the Rookie had run off to call for back up. The young detective used up all his bullets in his panicked state, in the initial encounter with the Troll. So, he would have been much help. Though hesitant the rookie still followed Yamada's orders knowing them to be the best course of action.

The old detective could only prepare himself for another round of… battle? Maybe it would better to call it a boss fight. A term he heard his young partner mention at times.

"I wish I had a bigger gun."

He was too old for this.

"There's no place to sit and watch the fireworks" A disappointed Komachi drawled out, as she shifted her weight from one foot to another. The middle schooler was likely tired from all the walking.

"It's pretty crowded here too." Yui was looking around for a spot for them.

"There! Over there, only a few people are there, and they are even sitting down." Yumiko, who had sharp eyes was able to spot a good place.

The group quickly walked over to the area and found a few groups of people sitting on the group with a sheet preventing their clothes from getting dirty. The area was perfect for viewing the fireworks, as there was not large trees or structures blocking the view.

"It looks like you have to pay to sit here." Hachiman said, looking over the booth where they likely had to pay for a spot. Hopefully, they offer a free plastic sheet, since he forgot to bring one.

"Ara?"

Just as Hachiman was about to head over to the but and give his precious money to the clerk. He heard a surprised female voice from behind him. Looking over his shoulder he was able to spot the person. In a purple kimono with black vertical stripes was Yukinoshita Haruno, with her hair tied to a side ponytail making her look more beautiful. Or deadly in Hachiman's opinion.

"Hey, Hikigaya-kun!" Haruno waved them over to where she was "My, what a big group you have. Why don't you come here, and to sit with me?"

"Yukinon's sister!" Yui let out a surprising remark.

The other people in their group meanwhile looked to Hachiman, inquiring about the older Yukinoshita's offer. They met Haruno once or twice before but only in passing, so they were curious about what she was like. And she offered them to seat with her. Who were they to deny such a generous request?

"Thanks." Though he wasn't keen on being with the older woman. It was still a better alternative to just standing around a crowded area.

"I'm representing my father. I was getting bored of all the greeting I've been getting." Haruno started talking about her reasons for being at the festival, answering the group's unspoken questions. Like the sharp woman she is. "I'm glad you're here"

"Yeah." Hachiman looks around and notices there were no other people close to them.

"Thank you for letting us seat here. My name is Miura Yumiko, and this is Natsumi. Nice to meet you." Since this was the first time Yumiko actually met the older woman, she went ahead and introduced herself along with Natsumi.

"What a cute baby! Is she your little sister? You're Miura from the camp, right?" Haruno gushed at the baby girl. Making a cute face right in front of Natsumi, making her giggle. Afterward, she asks Yumiko who she recognized, a question.

"Yes, that's me I surprised you remembered me. We didn't really interact or anything" Yumiko felt flattered Haruno remembered her. "Actually, Natchan in my and Hikio's daughter." She dropped a bomb.

"Hikio" questioned Haruno slowly not recognizing the name but had a feeling of who it might be.

"It's what Yumiko calls Hikki." Yui explained to the older woman.

Haruno looked at Yui when she spoke. Understanding what the girl meant she looked back to Yumiko and Natsumi for a moment, then back to Yui and once again Yumiko. This repeated several times making the two girls uncomfortable until Haruno changed her sights to Hachiman.

Stare….

"Umm?"

Stare…

"What?"

"I don't agree with cheating" Getting close to Hachiman's ear Haruno whispered to him. Her face was stuck in a teasing smile, but her voice came out as cold and even.

"I'm not cheating…" an equally even reply came from Hachiman.

"Then it's serious. I can't allow this to continue." This time Haruno pulled Hachiman's ear that she was whispering too.

"Ow ow ow!" Cried out in pain. Somehow a woman's pinches to the ear are far more painful than a fireball hitting your side. Isn't the world just unfair Hachiman?

"Hey stop that!" Yumiko freed Hachiman from Haruno's grasp. Not without giving the older girl her best glare, that the Yukinoshita returned with a smile.

"It is serious, what about it."

Haruno smiled but unlike her usual smile, this one was much hollower. She looked at Hikigaya to see if he was serious with what he said. Hearing the firmness in his voice and his unwavering gaze, she knew he was telling the truth. Haruno let out a sad smile once she realized this.

"Then I guess Yukino-chan wasn't chosen again.

"How troublesome."

Hachiman had just finished walking Yui home because he was told to do so by Yumiko. The girl was about to confess to him for some reason but luckily her mother called before she could get the words out. He was thankful for that avoidance of an inevitable heartbreak, but still, he couldn't help but wonder why Yui decided to do that. Was it one last attempt of closure, or was it more than just that?

Hachiman sighed. The more he thought of it, the more headaches he gave himself. He decided to walk home to enjoy the peaceful night and the cool air. Although the new house was still a way away from where he was, he could just run back if he wanted to.

Just as he walked through an older part of the city. He heard a large crash followed by a series of gunshots. Against his better judgment, he rushes over to where he heard the sounds from.

He wasn't keen on getting involved in any incidents that would attract attention to the general public. But with the recent appearance of Natsumi, Layla, and the Yin tiger's he wasn't taking any chances. The returnee only plans on investigating the sounds. If the loud sounds were the cause of normal crime, he would just call the police.

"Awoooga!"

Just as he approached an abandoned building he heard a roar full of wrath, load and powerful that it shook the air around him. Stopping once he heard the roar, all thought of calling the police stopped as he recognized what kind of creature the roar would come from.

[Silent steps] [Light Cloak] [Deodorize]

Casting multiple spells on himself in his relatively mute steps now disappearing along with his figure, now only the city streets can be seen but if look hard enough you can see a blub of outlined in his figure. With this, he could sneak in and get a peak of what was happening inside the abandoned building. [Silent steps] so he won't make sounds while moving. [Light Cloak] to turn invisible and [Deodorize] to eliminate his smell.

The Mountain Troll inside the building, which he identified from the distance roar it gave. Were known to have sharp senses. Even if he was a master of stealth, if he didn't apply the spells on his person, he would have been discovered eventually.

Bang! Bang!

Hearing more gunshots, Hachiman quickly entered inside the building. Jumping through one of the open windows, he heads over to the sounds of conflict with haste. From what he saw as he passed by a few rooms, or what was left of the rooms. The fight must have been going on for a while to have caused such an amount of wreckage to the building.

Finally entering the center of the commotion, Hachiman was able to spot the Mountain troll and its foe. The so-called foe in this instance was an Old detective that Hachiman recognized as the guy that questioned him while he was in the hospital a few weeks ago. He was doing well for fighting a troll for the first time, though the gun in his hands may have been a huge factor in it. Still, the detective was full of injuries., both minor and major with how many cuts and bruises he had.

The detective still looked far better than the troll did. Covered in blood both dry and wet, its skill was marked with holes. Some were already in the process of healing, while others were fresh and dripping with the vital essence. It ran with a limp, signifying an injury to the leg. Hell, one of its eyes seems to be gone. The detective must have gotten off a good shot, to be able to hit the rampaging beast. But even with all of its injuries, the large monster was still full of vigor.

"A mountain troll. How annoying, any other monster from its class would have died by now." Hachiman let out a sigh.

The [Mountain Trolls] cousin, the [Forest Troll] were known for their healing factor. Allowing the blue humanoid, the ability to survive otherward fatal wounds. The [Mountain trolls] also possess this ability although to a much lesser extent. It is still enough to give them sustainability in drawn-out battles, healing small wounds and making larger injuries less cumbersome.

It was no wonder the building was so damaged. The troll likely went on a rampage each time it was caught in a pinch. Forcing the detective to retreat each time or risk the chance of the building collapsing on them. The troll was smarter than it seemed.

Hachiman was caught in a predicament. He wanted to help the old detective and kill the troll. But then what? Even if he used one of his Shadows to kill the troll, it would just reveal to the police offer another being that could fight against the monstrous troll. And that is another headache for the loner as well, he would have to dispose of the monster's body after he has killed it. He can't just leave a large dead troll body. It just screams: "I'm from a Monster! Do you know?! Those Big Blue Trolls! Fear Me!".

Ok, maybe not those exact words.

"I don't need to kill it. Heh." He chuckled as he came up with an idea. "The detective can kill the troll he's already halfway there, I just need to help him a little." Though disposing of the troll body was still an issue he can think of how to do that later. One problem at a time.

"Now. How to do that without being noticed." We wondered out loud, voice unheard by the two other beings in the room.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Awiiga~. AWOOOGA!"

"Bull's eye!"

Just as he came up with an idea, the detective let out another series of shots to the troll. To the loner's amazement. Hit the Troll right at the loincloth covering its groin, making the troll scream in pained squeal and kneel down to caress its damaged balls.

Bang! Bang!

"Tch! Even with your balls gone, you still defend your head!?" Hachiman heard the detective scream in frustration and he reloaded his gun. "Die you fucking eunuch!" The loner didn't remember the detective a having such a crass tongue. Fighting your first monster changes you, he could understand.

"AWOOGA!"

The troll must have understood the taunt. It stood up with shaky legs and charges at the detective, rage filling its eyes as it ran with abandon. The detective meanwhile tried to run away, getting as much distance as he could. But seeing the detective get closing ground, the officer screams in terror.

"Soooorryyyyy!"

Deciding to help the poor detective while he was too busy running away from the troll. From his crouched position he picks up a piece of rubble. Testing the weigh of the shattered piece of concrete he judged it was large enough for what he intended to use it for. But first, he would have to have to modify it a bit, to better suit its intended purpose.

Judging the composition of the material.

A piece of concrete large as a fist. Sand, gravel, and crushed stone are used as aggregates. With water and Portland cement used to bind all the material together. The material has become brittle and full of cracks, damaging the integrity of it. Unsuitable for what he planned to use it for.

Changing the structure to better serve its intended purpose.

Shaping it into a knife with serrated barbs to prevent it from being shaken off from the monster's wild movements. Thing and slick to go unnoticed by the other two individuals as it flies through the air. Edge blunt and dull to avoid it piercing through the troll.

Reinforcing and enhancing the structure and composition.

The brittle construction strengthens and binds together to the level of solid metal. Dense and unbending but will shatter at the utmost insertion of his strength.

Engraving the runes of magic.

Unreadable symbols appear around the stone blade. The letters unreadable to most beings in this world, barring him and his fellow Otherworlders. [Runes] used to create magical tools, or in this case, create a disposable tool that had one purpose. To restrain the troll.

[Alchemy] a common art of magic in Amarein. Hachiman was a practitioner of the craft. First hearing of it in his lessons in a magic school. He pursued the art due to its multiple uses inside and outside of battle. After years of using the art, he became what others considered a master.

Hachiman inspects his work. The stone blade although rushed and crude was still good enough to use as a disposable weapon. One that won't leave any evidence for the police to examine. It could probably kill the troll if he aimed right around its head. Unfortunately, with the monsters back facing him and hunched over he was unable to make a clean shot. No matter he just needed to stop the monster's rampage.

"Shit!" Hachiman heard the detective shout, this time in panic.

Crash! Rumble Crumble!

The troll was outside, breaking through the last wall to the outside world it looks around to find the detective. Spotting the police officer making his way to the car the troll once again charges at the older man with abandon. Its steps making the ground rumble with every stride.

"Damn! I should have parked closer!"

Not willing to extend this tirade any longer. Hachiman winds his arms back, blade held with his fingers. He reinforces his body to its current maximum to ensure penetration through the Mountain Trolls thick hide. Like a bowstring, his arm snaps forwards while at the same time releasing the stone blade. The speed in which the knife was moving at caused a high pitch sound, but it was unheard due to the monster's roars.

Squelch!

Hitting the base of the troll's spine, the knife easily breaks through its skin right to the where the bones and nerves were located at. Essentially making the troll paralyzed from the waist down. Collapsing to the ground the trolls rampage was put to a stop, though its anger has far from subsided.

Roaring in indignation the monster tries to reach for the foreign object stuck on its back. It tossed and turned with its arms, its large body is in the way, as it's reached for the knife. But before it could reach the knife the stone blade glowed red, signifying the activation of its runes. The monster stopped moving oldy twitches and grunts in denials could be heard.

The magic engraved on the knife was designed to destroy the nerves of its victim essentially leaving them defenses. It was one of the magic Hachiman used to stop enemies from killing themselves and interrogate them. But it wasn't the only magic he engraved into the blade. Watching as the blade started glowing white, magic slowly started gathering to a single point until…

BOOM!

A hole on the back of the troll was the only thing left of the knife existence. It was like his intrusion hadn't even occurred. But still, the troll could get up if the detective didn't finish it off that instant. If he fired enough shots he could-

Bang!

Peirce thought the troll's skull.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Which was exactly what the detective was doing.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Okay. Maybe the old detective was enjoying it too much. But Hachiman wouldn't blame him for letting off some steam after a long and hard battle. Though, was this considered as police brutality? Never mind he wasn't willing to think of such a topic when it concerns a Mountain Troll.

"You blue ugly c%#ksucker. Gonna shout 'Awooga' again?! Huh? Huh?!" Hachiman heard the cop shout out. What a wacko. Still high from all the adrenaline it seems.

He should probably put a stop to the detective's celebration. Remembering a spell from his library of magic. He decided to use it while the detective was still delirious from the battle. Well, it may be better to knock the detective out first.

Swish~

With his body still reinforced he appeared behind the detective right arm poised to knock out the tired cop. Honestly, he could have used magic to knock him out, but this was more believable since it will leave a bruise.

Plus, he always wanted to try hitting a cop.

"What was tha-?"

SMASH!

Before the detective could turn to face him. Hachiman had slammed his first at the side of the detectives face hard enough that he won't be waking up for a while. Not to mention the large bruise it will leave.

"Huh? Feels the same as hitting any other person." Not that he does that regularly. Gently placing the down cop to the ground. He proceeds to walk to the dead troll, head full of holes from the bullets piercing its skull.

Well, it was most certainly dead.

[Mountain Troll]

A species of troll that commonly dwells in mountains. Known for their large bodies in contrast to their tiny head, these creatures are known for their remarkable arm strength and tendency to go into a berserker like a state. Lower-upper tier monster.

[Runes]

A Known way to place spells on magical items. By engraving the ancient language of Amarein with magic a simple tool could become a fearsome weapon. Of course, the quality of the tool maters in its creation. Placing too much magic into an unworthy vessel would result in its destruction. Whether explosive and how dangerous it differs in the amount of mana one puts in.

[Alchemy]

Popular magical art in Amarein. Known for its versatile use and powerful effects with the right methods. The magic was popularized due to the creations of various magical tools and weapons of a well-known Otherworlder called Shadow Lord. It was said that he created the supplied the magical tool which created a city-wide barrier, shielding a city that was under siege of a thousand demons long enough for help to arrive.

[Silent steps], [Light Cloak], [Deodorize]

A combination of an intermediate spell used commonly by rogues. Although there is more powerful spell out there. This combination allows sustainability due to its low consumption of mana and easy casting. Though higher tier monsters would be able to detect you, due to their far keener senses both in a physical and magical sense.

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