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either way, this is a tiny bit longer than usual, and i hope you all enjoy!

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Woaaahhh!

I never expected to do anything like this!

Even for me, i think i went a bit overboard....

But i need to keep face!

Damn, my eyes were clouded, and a beautiful woman appeared infront of me...

Covered in armor of course.

She seemed pissed about something and talking with Than, but i couldn’t get my head around it, thinking why would a woman get here in an armor and not naked.....all women should be naked in the park of nudity!

Isn’t that common sense?!

....Than?

Nah, she’s a child, doing that is just child abuse, and i won’t be able to live with myself with the cops after me.

As for me? i don’t wanna show off my guns, even if i’m proud of ‘em.

All men in this park should just die!

Now then, i thought of some ways of getting the girl out of the armor.

The armor looked a bit too heavy, so i thought of breaking it open....but that was a very bad idea.

As i approached, Than was also preparing to do something, but I’d hate for her to slice up a beautiful woman; not that I’ve seen her myself, but that sexy figure can say a lot about a person’s appearance......so its a gamble i’d take.

The girl in the armor by no means appeared as a girl to begin with, since the armor covered her body, and looked so heavy that most men wouldn’t be even able to take a single step within it, but her voice was sweet.

There’s still the option of it being a girly guy, but I’d like to not think of it anymore....yes, i’m over thinking here.

T-there’s no way its a trap!

With that being said, i quickly approached the figure.

Of course, i didn’t say anything at all.

I thought i’d scare the figure away......and armors are probably in fashion here in hell.

Well, why would i doubt such a thing?

I mean, the fad here is being stark naked, right?

Then someone might become over conscious and go over board and wear something that would cover their whole body, such as a full body armor...and that soon would turn to the norm...right? like, those who either like it naked or fully dressed....

Either way, i must make sure to see the face, make sure its not a guy inside!

If its a guy, i’ll take all of my bottled up anger on you!

That being said, i reached before her--or him, and somehow it became a staring contest.

The figure made a sudden move, and swung something.

Of course, i could have easily dodged it, but his hands were empty, so i didn’t think much about it at all.

I quickly got hold of the armor with my left hand, in order to keep her in her place and remove the helmet without hurting her face, and at this point, i made the decision of throwing a grenade as soon as a guy turns about--so my hand is also ready to get the grenade as soon as possible; but that’s something to think about if it was a guy.

There was another thing that caught my attention when i grabbed a hold of the armor, and that is, the chest area is quite large, which would normally abstract combat.....and this further implied that a girl was inside of the armor.

The girl must have had a full bosom!

And by full, i mean its filled with the dreams of men!!

Heh, i’ve also taken account that her bosom might be small!

This is also all within my calculation to prove that it was a girl!

If it was a girl with a small bosom, she might have a complex for large breasts and ordered an armor to have a huge Bosom at of her pride, or perhaps she even said “I-i’m in my growth period...” while secretly going back home and drinking milk before going to bed!

My imagination went wild.

This is only to prove that the one inside the armor is nothing but a girl.

No traps.

Traps are the enemy of humankind.

No, of mankind!

Unless you’re homo that is, but i’m no homo.

With the bag centered near my right leg, opened, i lifted the helmet.

Also, i casually threw it to the side, probably.

I take a good look at the face, and its certainly that of a beauty.

Her blue hair was short, which went great with my tastes.

She had similar colored eyes, which looked full of determination, but open in shock as well.

To put it simply, she looked like a tomboy.

But, my best friend is not reacting at all.

Even though i have a thing for tomboys, my manly parts are not reacting at all.

I mean, they shouldn’t even react now that i’m a ghost, probably.

All the virgin cells in my body screamed in agony, not that i have any now that i’m a ghost.

This.....is a guy.

No matter how he actually looked, the fact that every sensor within me, my so called virgin sensor that can track every woman in a radius of 10 kilometers, have said that this person, no matter how much he looked like a girl, is a guy.

A trap.

I mean, armors are stuff worn by mostly guys, so it shouldn’t be that surprising, but the fact that he had such a beautiful face pissed me off.

He was by no means more beautiful than Acil, but he could easily be one level bellow her.

No!

It could just means that my sensors simply had an error!

Everything has an error margin, right?!

Alright!

I quickly reach inside the bag, and take out a grenade that scatters metals fragments and uses some kind of air pressure to do that rather than make an explosion using gun powder.

I quickly take off the safety pin and throw it in between the gap of the chest piece and step to the side.

I give out a sigh after remembering that everyone in hell and heaven are immortal, because i don’t want to kill anyone and add them to my guilt list. not that i’ll feel anything even if he died.

With that, the armor should be blown away, and he should be in his birthday suit...and i’ll be able to make sure whether its a guy or a girl.

The trap simply didn’t move because he was simply dumbfounded, and didn’t know how to react.

After a couple of seconds, the trap that stood still like an idiot, flew backward.

The armor itself was flung toward Than, but she should be alright.

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I focused on the guy who was sent flying, with metal shards digging into his flesh.

“I must make sure its a girl........!”

I quickly mutter in a voice only i could hear, and strain my eyes in order to catch a glimpse of his naked body.

Although...he seemed to be wearing some clothes under his armor....

Ahh! who would even wear an armor without clothes in between?!

I’m such an idiot!

But luckily, the clothes themselves were cut to shreds.

This is what happens when you take that type of grenade at point blank!

I gave myself a thumbs up mentally and focused on the guy’s lower body who just hit the floor, and squirt my eyes even more because of the dust......and its a guy.

AHHHHH!!!

WHYYYYYYYY

Alright!

I, for once, will break lose and do stuff i never did, and that is, i’ll make this fucking fake regret tricking me!

I’ll make him wish he was born with a manlier face!!

Just as i thought of having my revenge, Than calls out to me while panting.

“A-ahh~ M-Master.....c-could you u-use this on me n-next....?”

seeing that she was the same, i gave a quick smile, a self deprived one, and answered “Maybe next time...” [A/N: Yup, what Than saw was nothing but her own brain making everything look better, the so called contacts of love! pink vision @w@]

The beautiful guy was at least as tall as i am, who was 1.7m.....

After taking a while to regenerate, then stood up.

He then looked on to me surprised, looked back to his body--probably making sure everything was fine, and then looked back at me.

And then, wings appeared all of a sudden.

No, appeared might have been a bit wrong....its more like, the wings were already there from the start.

Its just that, i failed to preserve them.

They looked crimson red, which made the guy’s beauty escalate even more, to the point where a normal man would think

“I don’t care if its a guy!” and chase after him.

But unlike them, i’m a true virgin!

I will not be seduced by a guy!!

His wings were about half his size, considerably smaller than Than’s wings.

“You.....what have you done?”

Unlike my thought that he was angry for blowing him apart, he was curious....

Really, are all the people here like this?

We got a pervert, and idiot and now what it seems to be a military idiot.

Well, this is based on my assumptions though...

But do you really ask “what have you done?” toward someone who just blew you to smithereens a few moments ago?!

This was so surprising i had to repeat myself twice!

I didn’t respond to him at all, since men should all die.

Especially this guy, who’s the disease of all men. he should be killed first and foremost....before even more male victims fall.

I take out a pistol from the bag, and Than falls to the ground panting even more, and the guy’s eyes glitter and shine in curiosity.

So as you might have thought, it is indeed S&W model 10.

Its the prided Japanese police force’s official gun!

“Ohhh! what is that metallic object?!”

Screams the guy in a different excitement than Than’s

“You’ll find out soon enough....!”

I exclaimed in a hurry.

I’m really bad at talking with the same sex...

Well, no matter.

I took aim, and shot.

The guy fell to the ground as soon as the shot was heard, probably hitting his chest, where i have aimed.

But, he soon gets up with the help of his wings, and is levitating.

His eyes have yet to lose any glitter at all, more so, they shined even more.

And before i knew it, i used all the bullets i have for the S&W, M16 and an RPG that i brought with me in the wonder bag of the fourth dimension.

The park was in a state of chaos--nay, the state of chaos was over a long time ago, and at the moment, all that was left was a state that cannot even be recognized as a park.

The guy has yet to submit just like Than did in the past, and it makes me regret the fact that i didn’t bring with me the shotgun i used to train her.

But then, an idea occurred to me.

No, this idea came to mind a long time ago, but i simply did not want to execute it.

But, this guy might know where to find the God of Ranks...

“Hey...you. how about we strike a deal....?”

I asked in a forced tone.

I really, really don’t want to talk to him!

Traps should all just burn in hell!

.........This is hell, isn’t it?

Either way, the guy --i refuse to call him a man-- opened his mouth and said “Sure!”

He said it with so much energy, it would make you forget the fact that he’s been shot at, blown to bits and burned many times in a matter of hours.

For once, i cursed immortality.

I reaaaally don’t want to do this...

“You....do you know of the God of Ranks...?”

The guy took a few minutes to think about it, and then answered “If you mean Master, then yes!”

Alright!

This guy knows where that damn God is at!

“Then, if i give you a few of my weapons, would you tell me his location?”

The guy looked very troubled, but i emptied my bag immediately, and a few dozens of grenades, flash bangs, pistols and RPG heads fell down.

I planned on using these on that dammed God, but whatever.

The guy quickly nodded and his wings turned black from crimson red.

“Okay~!”

And just like a child, he jumped into the pile of weapons that could easily blow up a town.

And with that, i have gained the worst kind of ally, a trap.

No...even worse, a Naked Trap.

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