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Volume 2 Chapter 47 Yes, it's Omega.

Volume 2 Chapter 47 Yes, it's Omega.


 "Yes, I'm Omega."


 Skah...!


 '...Huh?'


 Prototype No. 100 Modified stood there, foot mid-kick, staring at the empty spot where Ochi had just been.


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 : Huh? Ochi-san... vanished?

 : Whoa... What?

 : Huh? Ochi-san's gone...

 : What the?! What's happening?!

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 ...

 ...

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 The chat was in total confusion.


 Then—


 "Wha!?"


 Prototype No. 100 Modified felt a presence. It whipped its head around.


 A man stood right in front of it.


 'Who are you?'


 As it demanded an answer, the Tsukkomi Squad's drone locked onto the figure.


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 : Huh? Huh?

 : W-Wait... is that...

 : N-No way...!!!

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 Then, with perfect timing—


 "Is it me? I am Omega."


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 : Eeeeeeeee!!!! (Confusion)

 : Eeeeeeeee!!!! (Astonishment)

 : Omega-sama, you're here!!!!!!

 : Whoa! No way... Really?!!

 : Omega-sama!!!!!

 : Aaaaa... God did not forsake us!!!!

 : Nuuoooo!!!!

 : The tide has turned!!!

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 ...

 ...

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 The chat, which had been drowning in despair, exploded into full-blown hysteria. Meanwhile, completely unaware of the madness unfolding on stream, Takeru continued speaking to Prototype No. 100 Modified.


 'You're Omega?'

 "Yes, I'm Omega."


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 : "Yeah, I'm Omega," lol.

 : It's not "Yeah, I'm Omega!" lol (teary-eyed with happiness, trembling)

 : Same old Omega style, huh? lol

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 'I see. Understood.'

 "Got it. You understand?"

 'Then... I'll kill you.'


 Prototype No. 100 Modified lunged, its blade-like arms slicing through the air.


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 : Huh?! Omega-sama isn't dodging!!!

 : Whoa!!

 : OMEGA-SAMA, MOVE!!!

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 Crack.


 'Wha...?! Aaahhhhhhhhh!!!!'


 Prototype No. 100 Modified, the same one that had been tormenting Ochi, Oikawa, and Rinne—just had both its arms shattered by Takeru's bare hands.


 The machine staggered back, stunned.


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 : HUUUUHHHHH?!?!?!

 : IT JUST BROKE???

 : Wait, aren't those supposed to be, like... super hard metal???

 : Yeah, remember? When it clashed with Ochi-san's 'Beheading Sword, Great Serpent,' it was all clank, clank, clank...?

 : So you're telling me Omega-sama just CRUSHED IT with grip strength???

 : NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, WHAT? SERIOUSLY?!

 : Also, how did he even grab those blade arms...?!

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 ...

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 "Oh? So you can feel pain? That's good to know..."


 Takeru grinned, and the entire chat lost it.


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 : Hyehh.

 : Hyehh.

 : That smile... must protect it.

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 'G-Ggghh... N-No way... Impossible...'


 Prototype No. 100 Modified trembled. For the first time, it felt... fear.


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 : H-Hey...! It just showed real emotion for the first time!

 : Wait. So it does have feelings?!

 : Hey, pitcher's nervous!

 : Well, can't blame it lolol

 : I mean, c'mon—its prized weapons, both arms, got wrecked by a dude without a weapon.

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 "Oh... Right, right."


Hmph.


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 : Eh?! He disappeared!!

 : Omega-sama just vanished!

 : Hah? What just happened?!

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 'D-Did he... vanish...?!'


 Prototype No. 100 Modified and the viewers were equally stunned—Takeru had disappeared in an instant, taking Ochi with him.


 Then—


 "Here, drink this. Also, try to get her to drink some too."


 Takeru's voice came from right behind Prototype No. 100 Modified.


 The machine and the drones all spun around at the same time.


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 : W-WAIT, WHAT?!

 : Behind Prototype No. 100 Modified?!

 : W-When did he—?!

 : I didn't see a thing.

 : Shh... look behind you...

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 'W-When did he move all the way over there...?!'


 Prototype No. 100 Modified and the entire chat were perfectly synced in their reaction.


 Meanwhile, completely ignoring the chaos, Takeru held out a small bottle filled with a glowing green liquid.


 "Ah, you're Omega?! W-Why are you here...?!"


 "That's also my line. Anyway, just drink this."


 Ochi blinked at the bottle.

...Is this a Potion?

Ah, I get it. A makeshift remedy.


 He took a swig.


 Then—


 Fwaaa...


 "W-What... what... wh-what?!"


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