"Is this my karma for peeking at women bathing earlier?" Naoki muttered while raising one eyebrow, amidst a sudden rain of bullets showering him from various directions.
However, all those high-velocity bullets stopped instantly a few centimeters in front of his body, floating in the air as if time had frozen for them. None could penetrate; they just vibrated in place, losing momentum before finally falling to the ground with a rhythmic sound.
Clearly, his Infinity was working. His ability created infinite distance between himself and any object approaching with speed and dangerous intent.
Those bullets technically never "stopped"—they kept moving, but the distance they had to travel to reach Naoki increased faster than their own speed.
"Is that... telekinesis?!" One of the attackers shouted with a confused voice.
"Keep attacking! I don't believe that person can last forever!" Another voice commanded, sounding like their leader.
"Yes, leader!"
Not far in front of Naoki, about thirty meters away, were five women in simple green-brown combat uniforms, with faces that looked quite ordinary—not as beautiful as Anti-Demon Corps members like Tenka or Kyouka. They held assault rifles skillfully and fired them mercilessly.
How did this situation happen?
It all started a few minutes ago.
Naoki, who was casually strolling spending his free time before Tenka's plan was ready, was suddenly approached by a camouflage-colored military jeep. From it, these five armed women got out. Without preamble, without negotiation, without warning—they immediately raised their weapons and tried to kill him.
"That assault rifle..." Naoki narrowed his eyes, observing its design despite being surrounded. "I recognize it. If I'm not mistaken, that's an IWI Tavor X95."
In this world, it was indeed true that although many women possessed superpowers from Peaches, their biological bodies remained vulnerable to massive physical attacks like high-velocity bullets. Unless they had special defense-type abilities or extreme physical enhancement, a bullet to the head or heart could kill them. Even among Anti-Demon Corps unit commanders, many could still die if hit by accurate shots.
"As far as I know, the IWI Tavor X95 is a weapon historically and practically tied to Israeli special forces operations." Naoki said with a calm voice contrasting with the gunfire. "So... you're Mossad agents sent by Israel to infiltrate and steal Peaches in Mato, right?"
"...!!!"
The expressions of all five women changed instantly. Deeper ferocity and killing intent radiated from their eyes, confirming Naoki's guess.
"Although you don't answer, your facial expressions already say everything." Naoki said with a thin smile.
Indeed, although Japan distributed Peaches internationally, there were several strategic and political reasons that drove other countries to dare send infiltration teams to Mato to steal them. As a former State Intelligence Agency personnel of the Republic of Indonesia in his previous life, Naoki had at least five speculations.
First, Japan held full monopoly control over distribution. Other countries suspected that exported Peaches were low quality or gave "weak" Peach Blessings. They infiltrated to get Pure Peaches directly from trees in Mato, hoping to obtain high-level Peach Blessings that could create super soldiers at Unit Commander level.
Second, official distribution was usually accompanied by strict diplomatic agreements that were limiting. By stealing Peaches, other countries could build secret military units without Japan's or international organizations' knowledge, giving them strategic advantage in the super-powered arms race.
Third, many countries wanted to study the cellular structure of Peaches to try replicating them synthetically. If successful in producing "Artificial Peaches," they would no longer need to depend on supply from Japan, which would automatically shift the global power map.
Fourth, Peaches were the most valuable commodity in this world. Their price per fruit on the black market was surely fantastic. For countries with limited military budgets or under sanctions by Japan, stealing was the only way to still have ability users.
And fifth, sending small forces like this was a form of high-level espionage. Those countries wanted to map entry routes to Mato and study weaknesses of Japan's Anti-Demon Corps. If open conflict occurred someday, they would already know how to move inside this dimension.
In short, official distribution was considered "too little and too controlled," so other countries chose to take big risks to obtain raw power unfiltered by the Japanese government.
"Do you know why I just stood here letting you attack me like idiots?"
Unfortunately, the answer Naoki received was only an increasingly intense rain of bullets and shouted commands in Hebrew that he didn't understand.
"Won't communicate, huh? Hmm... No problem." Naoki shook his head, as if slightly disappointed. "Consider this me talking to myself. But one-way conversation can also be useful for organizing thoughts."
He stood upright in the middle of the metal storm that never touched him, his dark red eyes looking at those five women with a cold gaze.
"My purpose while you were shooting earlier was to analyze what kind of Peach Blessings you have. After observing, I roughly already know the mechanism. Too bad, not one is worthy for me to copy."
Naoki began walking slowly among thousands of bullets suspended in the air. He raised his finger, pointing at each woman one by one with a judging gaze.
"You in the middle." He pointed at the leader who looked oldest. "Your Peach Blessing is extreme accelerated time perception type—like super slow motion for yourself. To you, even fast-moving targets appear stationary, right? That allows you to shoot vital points with 100% accuracy from long range. But the weakness is clear: your body doesn't move fast, only your visual and mental perception. If an enemy can suddenly appear at very close range before you react physically, you're still in great danger."
The woman who was pointed at turned pale, her eyes widening.
"You on her left." Naoki pointed at the next one. "Your ability relates to precision and high-level ballistic calculation. Your brain automatically calculates wind resistance, gravity, and target movement to adjust shots. But it's purely cognitive ability—doesn't increase movement speed or durability."
"You next, infrared vision and thin object penetration. Useful for reconnaissance, but not for close combat."
"And you two." Naoki pointed at the last two women, "Subconscious level team coordination and synchronization abilities. That's what made your attacks so coordinated without verbal communication. But again, that's support ability, not combat."
After his explanation finished, all five women showed expressions of horror and deep shock.
How could this person in a matter of minutes describe their secret abilities even down to specific weaknesses?
That was terrifying!
"Confidence is a good thing, but if you have too much of it, it becomes an undeniable weakness."
"Isn't that right?"
"Oh, Israel... the country that unilaterally proclaimed itself~"
Naoki's provocation ignited their anger, the eyes of those five women widened even larger, followed by an explosion of burning rage and insult. Their identity wasn't just guessed—but mocked.
"Let's see if you can still smile after this!"
One of them, with a distorted vicious expression, released her assault rifle and grabbed an RPG launcher from her back.
*BOOM!*
That rocket launched with spouting fire, but when reaching Naoki's Infinity zone, it stopped completely, trapped in infinite distance without ever being able to explode.
"A killer must be prepared to be killed. This is the simplest truth in the world, something even a child understands."
As his sentence ended, Naoki released consecutive Reality Slash waves shooting at invisible speed.
*PU-CHI!* *PU-CHI!* *PU-CHI!*
The sound of clean cutting through flesh and bone.
Deadly silence once again enveloped that area. All five women opened their mouths, trying to utter last words, but their throats were no longer connected.
The next second, their bodies were all split vertically with perfect and horrifying cuts, from head to toe. Those body parts separated, then collapsed to the ground, spilling intestines and blood immediately absorbed by Mato's barren ground.
*DING!*
At almost the same time, a gentle notification sound was heard from the special phone in Naoki's pocket. He took it out. A message from Tenka:
[Everything is ready. You can come now.]
"Perfect timing!" Naoki turned off his phone screen.
He then walked toward the jeep left by those Mossad agents. Quickly, he checked the interior and trunk.
Nothing.
No Peaches at all.
"Disappointing. Seems they hadn't succeeded in picking Peaches before meeting me. Really unlucky—they came looking for trouble before completing their own main mission."
He turned, staring at the five already-split corpses with clear disgust expression.
"But yeah, what else can be expected from Zionists like you?"
*BUZZ!*
Without wasting more time in this slaughter site, a black portal opened in the air beside him. With one final firm step, Naoki stepped inside, leaving the bloody scene, jeep, and corpses of Mossad agents whose fate ended because they challenged someone they shouldn't have challenged.
The portal closed behind him, leaving only deathly silence in the middle of the Mato desert.
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