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Did Haruka’s Pride-to-be send her? Was this retribution for shredding my friendship with her?
    I prepared to defend my position on the matter, but then I glanced at the unconscious girl on the ground.
    Was I going to end up like her?
    The flat-chested girl picked up her pace, then drew a menacing butterfly knife from her skirt pocket.
    My eyes grew wide and I began to panic in earnest. “Wait—wait! What the Hell are you doing? You can’t bring that into the school. Weapons aren’t allowed on school grounds.”
    “Please don’t run away,” she said.
    Are you serious? Don’t run away?
    As she raised the knife she added, “This is for your own good.”
    Gah—she really was serious. Crazily, insanely serious.
    Before I could run away she leapt toward me.
    I threw my body to the left, hoping the blade would only graze me at best.
    But then something odd happened.
    Her leap continued carrying her toward me albeit very slowly.
    It was like watching a holovid played back at a quarter speed.
    Very slow indeed.
    I had time to see the artificial sunlight glint off the blade.
    Time to see her lips part slightly as she exhaled.
    Time to see her body sail past me as I desperately threw myself out of the way.
    It was all so surreal.
    This had never happened before.
    Then I saw surprise spread across her face, before it slowly turned into elation.
    Her voice sounded funny, as though I was hearing it at a quarter pace as well.
    “Overclocking…excellent…you have…the trait….”
    I twisted my body to make use of the momentum I’d gained in order to land on my feet.
    Damn, every move I made felt unbearably slow. I realized my body wasn’t keeping up with my mind.
    Overclocking? Was this what she called overclocking?
    She landed lightly on her feet but it didn’t prevent her slashed skirt from billowing upwards.
    Okay, that had to be violet underwear I just saw.
    She charged at me again, but this time she pivoted on her left foot, and lashed at me with her right.
    Now I had clear view of what her skirt had been hiding.
    Yes—racy violet underwear. It was sheer and seamless with lacy ruffles along the edges.
    Holy Molly, this girl was going to be the death of me in more ways than one.
    I wonder if Haruka ever wore underwear like that?
    I tried throwing my body back, pushing off the ground with everything my legs could muster. Even though I had plenty of time to think through the move, my body failed to respond in time.
    But the blow she landed on my chest wasn’t as bad as it could have been. I was already moving away from her. Even so, the impact lifted me off my feet and I sailed in slow motion through the air until my back hit the ground.
    I felt the air expel from my lungs.
    That took a long time.
    Pain and shock raced through my body. What should have taken seconds felt like it lasted for a half minute.
    Damn, this phenomenon was too weird.
    Try as I might I couldn’t move in time to stop my assailant from landing on my midriff. She straddled my waist, and I felt the heat from her smooth thighs penetrate my body.
    Maybe dying in slow motion wouldn’t be so bad.
    I looked up into her pretty face and saw the elation on her features.
    She looked genuinely happy as she raised the blade over her head.
    “Sorry…this…will hurt…a little….”
    I reached up as fast as I could but my arms moved unbearably slowly.
    She brought the blade down and I felt it pierce my chest, but not my heart.
    Blood spurted onto her hands. My blood.
    A few droplets landed on her cheeks.
    Great – I marred her pretty features.
    Then I realized I was probably going to die if my body was spouting so much blood into the air.
    The weird time phenomena started to fade and I sensed my surroundings begin to move at a normal pace.
    She pulled the knife out of my chest.
    If it hurt going in, it hurt twice as much going out.
    I struggled to breathe and convulsed on the rooftop while she sat on my midriff.
    “Don’t worry. This is sure to work.