kokoro leaped backwards as the two almost identical girls with flower hairpins came charging, almost flying at her. she salvaged her momentum with a backflip, to land in a stance for attacking. there was no apparent opportunity to try talking to them; they must be martial artists, though their expressions were completely different from the girlfriends she knew. the vacation she won form the folk dance competition was obviously ruined.
\"they are here to either kill or kidnap me.\"
there was no one else on the beach and only a few staffs in the resort. she clenched her teeth as the girl in the red sling piece was about to enter an arm\u0027s reach. kokoro already has the resolve needed; she was simply focusing her strength. the other girl also saw this in her eyes and gasped.
kokoro\u0027s left hand switched from a fist to an open palm and pushed forward, hitting the attacking girl above her navel. the girl\u0027s breasts, only slightly smaller than hers, quaked even more violently than the rest of her body at the impact.
the red swimsuit\u0027s slings ripped to pieces as the girl gave out a short yelp of pain. she flew backwards with almost the same momentum as she charged, her heart stopping at the same instance she landed on the sand. kokoro had no intent to kill, but it seems her surprise counterattack is too powerful for someone not trained as extensively as the martial artists she knew.
\"sorry, all the hakyokuken fighting moves i have been practicing can kill.\"
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