Street Combat

Rin just obeyed when Mika pulled her hair somewhere. The hair had been released, Rin held the sore spot. "What's wrong, Miss?" she asked.

"Don't call me Miss. Now, I'm your older sister. You have to join this mission," Mika insisted.

"I? Is there anything else? I'm just a non-combat system user.” Rin turned around but couldn't go any further because Mika held her hand.

"I'm also a non-combat system user like you. Don't run away from this mission." Mika pulled Rin's hand.

The girl was forced to follow her adoptive sister. A large bag is placed on the back. Rin walked over to Mika.

"Why don't you wear stockings or long clothes?" Mika looked at Rin's legs, which were only covered by a miniskirt.

"Do I need that?"

“Yes, my sister. Females like us have to wear pants or stockings so that homo crocodillus doesn't peek at them during the war."

"But I'm not going to war."

"You must come with me." Mika dragged her sister again and again.

Several small alleys passed by the two girls. They stoppe

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