Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

On that day, Vanessa-Paradi, an agent in the Dangerous Drugs Division of the Sheriff's Department, was grumpy. She has a scarce expression from time to time, but now she walks down the hallway of the station with a disgusting look the sooner the seer sees it.

"You seem very grumpy, Paradise."

If Vanessa turned her gaze to the accidental voice, there was a man there with sharp air in his early forties or so who stored his jaw.

"Mr. Hughes. No, nothing, I'm not grumpy..."

"Don't delude me. I spent six months inside, and it was about time they pulled me off the team. I can't help being in a bad mood. I would definitely be upset."

"That's... that"

Vanessa let her gaze swim stuck in words about what to say.

Davy-Hughes. He's the same lead agent in the Dangerous Drugs Division as Vanessa, and he's a senior in the big veteran who's been around for twenty years. Despite his numerous accomplishments, he is also a variant of kicking the section chief's chair until he sticks to the field chief.

"Well, I'm the one who pulled it out"

……

Vanessa became silent this time about Hughes exposing her work without looking bad. Then I get jito eyes.

To such Vanessa's appearance, Hughes, with a bitter laugh, prompted Vanessa's way to her destination, the Bureau Chief's Office, and began her illustration as she walked next door.

"Don't stare. My team really needed you. I had him give in to a bad storm from Sergeant Ahmed."

"... sure, wasn't Mr. Hughes supposed to lead the [Berserk case] investigation team? It shouldn't be two days since it was launched yet...... are you saying that there has been any progress yet?

"Well. Things are a lot confusing. It's unrealistic from the beginning of the case, so we can say we have no choice. A report came from the big book. You'll probably be using a protection program... but you're still sixteen girls under protection"

"I see. You needed a same-sex agent."

"Oh. Let's turn in the director for more information. I'm on my way, too. I'm sorry I couldn't, but there are no more female agents on escort duty than Paradise, please."

"If Mr. Hughes buys you that far, you can't even pinch it for nothing. Best regards,"

To Vanessa's words, Hughes returns "It's a pleasure to meet you" with a giggle. Despite the veterans, one of the reasons Hughes has done so many accomplishments may be that he also takes a casual attitude towards Vanessa, who still hasn't left the rookie range. It is important to treat your subordinates in a chief class investigator who leads a team.

Vanessa's mood, which was in a downward mood, to the esteemed veteran agent's high praise and words, GUIN! and made a noise and soared. It was surprisingly easy to handle Vanessa.

In the sharp glance of National Security Director Sharon-Magdanes, Vanessa was experiencing tension as if she was also being made to cross with the heart of something whose expression was the one that would not change.

Director Magdanes is already a woman of sixty years of age, but the hegemony that relentlessly plunges those who oppose him into the crucible of tension, while keeping the chair of the Director of National Security long before Vanessa entered the Bureau, seemed increasingly polished rather than diminished.

"Agent Paradise, that's the current situation in [the Berserk case]. You got it, didn't you?

"Yes."

"You got it?" Not "You got it?" You did, didn't you? I won't make you say you didn't. Vanessa replies with the thought that if she returns an answer other than "yes," she will be decapitated.

In contrast, Director Magdanes, who even nodded naturally "OK," shifts his gaze to Hughes.

"Chief Agent Hughes."

"Ha."

"We approve the application of the protection program to Emily Grant and her close relatives, as well as to those involved in the development of [H3-alpha4], headed by Professor Reginaldo-Down. However, the highest priority protected person shall be Emily-Grant. All right?

"Got it. Do you want to head right over? As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to have a team meeting in advance."

"... I don't mind. It stands out when a number of Sheriff's Department agents visit within one day. Late at night. I'll keep you posted. As a precaution, if Kimberly is here, it won't be a problem, but just in case you're confused by security guards, janitors, etc. on the university side, deploy agents."

"Understood."

There is no indication that I have been distracted by Hughes returning a reply as if it sounded if I hit him. While Vanessa was silent, Director Magdanes and Hughes exchanged two or three more times, and finally Director Magdanes asked me, "Any questions?".

Vanessa nods one thing when she realizes that the gaze is right for her too.

"Director, if you encounter a common name [Berserk] who took that [H3-alpha4], how do you deal with it and what are your priorities?

"Silence the subject. Whatever the means."

It was a quick answer. Vanessa who unintentionally asks questions is more stuck in words. Silence by any means means means means means that "you don't mind killing".

"... help save the user..."

"Agent Paradise."

"Oh, yes."

"Dr. Emily-Grant said that, as things stand, there is no medicine to undo the Berserked. I don't know how I want to keep them tied up in prayer that the cure will soon be developed. But that's the role of the Enforcement Division, not your job at least. I don't know, I'm not gonna let you say that, am I?

"Of course, Director. Excuse me."

Vanessa lowered her head slightly as she felt signs of Hughes laughing bitterly next door, mouthing another question.

"Earlier, there was an explanation that the perpetrators of the data spill were unknown, but to what extent is the analysis progressing?

"Right. Parker, explain."

"Yes, Director"

In response to Vanessa's question, Director Magdanes called on a man who was still in his twenties or so who had refrained beside him. He is a seemingly weak-minded young man wearing thin eyeglasses with thin lines, and for some reason he is constantly falling down to the eight letters as if his eyebrows were in trouble. That gives the impression that it is unfortunate and weak.

Recently, Allen-Parker analyst, who had been bought that excellence for about three years and became the director's direct report, began his explanation while manipulating the laptop at hand.

"First of all, if I say no, we have not yet obtained enough information to analyse the current situation. Anyway, two days after [the Berserk case], a call from the university was made hours ago... Think of it as something closer to speculation than analysis so far."

Allen made sure Vanessa and Hughes nodded and manipulated the laptop to show the contents to a large display. There were profiles showing Emily, Professor Down and Hedrick with pictures of where the hell they pulled it from.

From there, it is informed that Emily's history is briefly explained and that [H3-alpha4] - commonly known as [Berserk] (named after the media referred to the earlier incident as the [Berserk case]) was kept secret until the incident.

"Based on the current situation, it would most likely be someone in the down class who leaked the data. I don't know what the motive is. You know, resentment, self-expression, desire for ruin, stress, or... tea, right?

Vanessa's extremely cold gaze pierces Allen as she winks about whether she's going to joke or not. From behind, Director Magdanes' tundra's gaze pierces. Only Hughes has a praiseworthy face that has changed his rating of "You, the Brave One".

"Eh, eh, hon. Uh, yeah, next, if an outside person, or organization, is involved, but in order that we're likely to know [Berserk] 's existence in fragments, we've washed out their relationship with the surrounding people - for example, friends, family, lab officials, destination shops, academia, part-time places, etosetra - and we can bring it out even more unnoticed by anyone, well, we've added a lot of conditions, and we've always tried to get the suspect out like this."

Approximately ten companies, people, organizations, etc. were each displayed on the switched display along with possible motives and speculations such as how to steal them.

I see. That gesture of work, indeed, seems to mean the level at which Director Magdanes puts it aside. He says himself, "Analysis is not a level," or "too little time," but an analyst in line wouldn't be able to logically guess and show the likelihood of being here so far.

"... I see. Easy to understand explanation, thank you. Parker Analyst"

"Haha. So, analyzing (...) is not a level. Weirdly, don't take preconceptions or anything, will you? But if you'd like to thank me, I'd like to say," Allen. "

"Mr. Hughes. As far as this is concerned, applying a protection program isn't going to keep them together?

"... oh, right. There's plenty of potential for an inside offense, and I don't think it's a sane shack to unleash Berserk all over the city. At least, only Dr. Grant, should do otherwise. That being the case, I'm increasingly worried about her mental burden. Paradise, I asked for it."

"I'll take care of it"

Allen analyst who is normally throughed and has a cramped face. With Hughes sideways, "What a guy..." I knew I was sending a look at the brave guy. Director Magdanes has covered his eyes.

Director Magdanes glanced sideways at Allen and asked Hughes and Vanessa if they had any other questions and ordered them to leave because they shook their heads. After lowering his head gently, he drops off the two of them exiting the office and turns his gaze toward Allen, who is plain dented.

"Allen (...)"

"Ha, how can this be, I don't have an edge on women? What can I do for you? I think that's where your face is, and you said you cared about humor and friendliness - you know, Director, can I come indulge in an analysis of how to be a little hottie to women?

"... Fine. Starting tomorrow, you don't have to come."

"That!? Why are you suddenly talking about firing me!?

I knew I might have missed the nomination - and while I reconsidered what I had been thinking for three years, Director Magdanes said, "Oh no... Director. If you take it from me to merit, how can I be hot!?," he orders, suppressing his desire to punch a bullet in Allen, who is fiercely protesting.

"That's about it for the joke. You know that, don't you?

"No, I'm not kidding...... no, it's nothing. I'm aware of that."

Director Magdanes with objection. A genuine glance pierces him, and Allen hurries to salute Bicilli. Director Magdanes sighed at Allen like that.

There was severe air in one of the rooms of the Percival University Research Building. Leaning down, Emily shaking her eyes with a blue face and Professor Down squeezing her hand carefully like that, Lissy stroking Emily's head from the other side.

Now, in addition to Hedrick and Dennis and Rod, there are Jessica-Cubit and Sam-Redman and Milo-Yeney, members of the rest of the down class.

Jessica and others are Nori female students who are lighter these days than research to focus on fashion, but the usual light atmosphere has a rugged look that lurks the ringing.

Both Sam, who is often more than a hundred and ninety centimetres tall and pointed out by Dennis and Rod that "you, the researcher, not the absolute fighter, are better suited," and Milo, a black student from the United States, are usually young people with a cheerful atmosphere, but now, they have a serious look.

A mild voice echoes the air as if caught in such a mud by them that they do not read at all or may dare to ignore it.

"Well, that's why. Lady, you have nothing to worry about, and you need to indulge in (...) antidote research on your own. The facility and security will be in place."

The voice lord is the agent of the National Security Agency's Dangerous Drugs Division - Kimberly-Warren.

Kimberly, who came with Hughes during the day to interview him after a call from Professor Down, stayed to protect Emily and the others until Hughes came along to lead the team after reporting and preparing.

And while meeting with the dispatched disguised policemen, I waited until I decided on a specific policy for the future, and Hughes contacted me earlier.

That is, that the application of the protection programme is approved and that the pick-up takes place waiting for the middle of the night. In the protection program, considering the possibility of someone inside the Down Classroom targeting Emily's research, protecting Emily in a different place only, having an environment where she can study and work to develop antidotes, until the antidotes are completed, members of the Down Classroom will of course not be able to meet with their parents, etc.

"Agent Warren. Can't I, or just one of my students, be with Emily?

Professor Down tells Kimberly that he's not as attached to Emily's condition either. But Kimberly said, "Huh?," he dismissed as if he had a deafening child in front of him, without being bitter.

"You'll have trouble telling me what a fool you are, professor. In this situation of unsub, you must be aware that even you are among the suspects, right? You can't be with the Doctor, my dearest lady."

"Then at least, just her parents..."

"Give me a break. There's nothing I can do about it."

Kimberly turns around and cuts Professor Down's words, looking troublesome.

"Why not? Emily's parents will have nothing to do with this! I see..."

"Doctor, that's enough. I would be fine! I'll try to make it as soon as I can with the antidote!

Emily stops Professor Down on the sword curtain, who is likely to get up and still grasp it. As the saying goes, I grin with a "huff" in my chest to tell him I'm okay, but from the members of the down class who have been with my family, it was obvious that I couldn't do it.

Emily's lonely hours at the beginning of school have been a little traumatic. A young girl was being hunted down in an environment where no one knew her, and on the contrary, everyone around her was much older.

So if you were told that in such a pressing situation, instead of being separated from the relying father's substitute, brother's, or sister's substitute, you could not even get in touch with your parents, it was impossible for your mind to be tightened, even if you knew that was a limited time until you could have an antidote.

"Well, how much we've discussed here, the decision is a decision. Give up cleanly and make some antidotes. You're a genius, aren't you? Then we'll meet again soon."

"Did a guy named you... say a little more, Mr. Hughes? Shouldn't I be apprenticing your boss?

Professor Down sighs as he shakes his head at a light Kimberly statement as if to properly flush Emily's healthy vanity. Kimberly looked ridiculously niggardly, and the gaze of Giroli and the professor flushed over her shoulders.

However, not only Professor Down, but Hedrick and all the members of Lissie and the rest of the Down class stared at me, and I seemed uncomfortable with the boulder, and when I raised my hands like you did, I shivered and left the room.

"State agents today may be losing a lot of quality."

Professor Down whines in sigh.

"But, Doctor. Wasn't Mr. Hughes, who was here with that guy, someone who seemed honest? She said she'd put on a female agent for me too."

"But, Emily. Agent Warren would have said that, wouldn't he?" It's up to you. "It was that agent Hughes who made the decision to leave Emily alone. Or you're the one up there, aren't you?

"It's..."

I put up a vanity and said, "It's okay!" The expression on Emily's face, in the words of Professor Down, seems to have raised anxiety on the boulder and is slightly cloudy.

With even Hedrick and Lissy's dark expressions, Professor Down meditated troubledly before turning his gaze to Emily with a resolute expression.

"Emily. I have a bad feeling about this. It doesn't matter what you think about how far away your parents seem from you. Maybe the Sheriff's Department has a different purpose than to protect Emily and make her anti-drug."

"Sir…. But I've already called it in..."

Finally, Professor Down overlapped his words to Emily, who also peeled off the expression of her vanity and exposed her expression that confused anxiety and perplexity.

"You just have to refuse something like that. Still, if you're going to force Emily to protect herself, that means there's something wrong with them."

Once Professor Down cut off his words and put his arms together to meditate, he quietly opened his mouth after a period of silence.

"... Emily, there's someone I know who has a research facility"

"Research facility, is it?

"Oh. He has a social status, and he can be trusted. He'll do enough to lend us a research facility while we're hiding it until we make antidotes. What do you think? We can't all go to the boulder, but you can stay with me and your parents. Besides, Hedrick and the others can get in touch. So, before they pull you apart, before you get isolated, why don't we just evacuate there for a second?

Emily looked seriously at Professor Down, who made an unexpected suggestion with a serious look. Hedrick and the others are also turning their gaze to Professor Down in surprise.

"Suggest you call the sheriff's department, now, though. Anyway, the public sector doesn't seem to be trustworthy. Important, my daughter can't leave the same Emily in such a place. Well, I can't believe I'm alone..."

"Doctor..."

Emily let her gaze swim to get lost. I can stay with everyone - it sounds so sweet, with a fascinating suggestion... but I don't think the Sheriff's Department will miss it despite the pressing circumstances of reporting it to itself and developing counterdrugs for the unusual drugs that make people look like mad warriors.

Inevitably, concealing Emily threatens to cause a great deal of trouble to Professor Down and to that acquaintance who may actually conceal it. It could ruin all their status and honor.

But it seems that he read Emily's thoughts like that, Professor Down, when he squeezed Emily's trembling hands together, turned a gentle look like the first time he reached out to Emily.

"You don't have to worry about anything extra, Emily. You're a top researcher, but at the same time, you're only a sixteen-year-old. It's wrong for a good boy like you to carry everything in such an emergency. So you can count on it. No, I'd rather ask as a family substitute. Please, count on me."

Emily leaned over and hid her expression. It's not lost. Otherwise, the thought of getting in was going to spill out.

"Emily, let's sweeten the teacher's courtesy. Neither can we leave Emily alone."

"Right...... Emily would have made antidotes in no time. So let's get on with the teacher's suggestion here, shall we?

Starting with Hedrick and Lissie, the other members also spoke out in favour of Professor Down's proposal.

Everyone and he, without exception, worry about Emily and crush her heart to be the future that could be best for Emily.

I am blessed. Thinking so from the bottom of his heart, Emily nodded, taking one deep breath, looking firmly into Professor Down's eyes.

"All right, if you decide to, everyone, I'll get your help. Talking to Agent Warren will stop you. Then refusal to protect is an ex-post consent. Me and Emily are headed to someone we know as soon as possible, so will Hedrick and the others distract Agent Warren?

"Okay. It's for Emily. Let's do something about it."

If Hedrick nodded forcefully, the other members nodded as they were prepared.

"Ha, no way, I can't believe the time has come to think about getting out an active sheriff's department agent. It's like a movie, isn't it?

"Rod. Keep the weather as good as it gets. You have the best chance of falling asleep."

"Damn it, Dennis! Aren't you the one who's gonna freak out in the dirt?

"Usually, only the guy who exaggerates, actually, it's a promise to be bibibili. Rod, it's about you."

"OK, you're selling fights - I get it. Get on the table, Dennis. I'm going to make those glasses Vietnamese with finger oil."

"Fine. I'll suture you perfectly so you can never slack your chest again."

In the room, where the atmosphere was lightened by the curse of Dennis and Rod, there was a scream and a small laugh. While Dennis and Rod grabbed each other's chest bars, they said, "Oh?" If I tilted my neck and turned my gaze, there was Emily leaking a laugh in such a way that I couldn't stand it there.

Make sure they catch you, Hedrick, Lissie, Jessica, Sam, Milo, and Professor Down start laughing.

Emily smiled softly as she wept over the edge of her eyes. That's exactly with a blooming poor grin...

"Thank you, Brother Dennis (...), Brother Rodo (...)"

……

Usually a rarely used designation, Dennis and Rod, given the best gift, quietly fixed each other's breasts and coughed deliberately. And while dyeing my ears red, I knew I'd sit back quietly.

"Now, where Dennis and Rod got Emily's smile back, shall we pack the details of how to get out of the Sheriff's Department?

Professor Down's decree. As usual, the students who switched consciousness in an instant came up with opinions with a more serious look than usual studies and lectures for the future of their lovely little sister.