Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

"Totally, it's like being a character in a B-rated movie."

While Emily and the others were discussing it, Kimberly, staring at her smartphone as it leaned onto the hallway wall, gave her a laugh in such a way that she couldn't bear it. Apparently, something on my smartphone made me feel terrible.

Kimberly slipped her fingers several more times. The display then displays Kimberly's own bank account. Looking at the amount shown there, he is a rather dangerous person from the side. The fact that the look is so greedy that I don't think of it as a sheriff's department agent also applauds the atmosphere.

"Just play a little play as an agent. This is it. Really, don't be ridiculous that you're crossing with criminals for risking your life."

Kimberly talks to herself that way while she pockets her smartphone. At the same time, I developed an upcoming schedule in my head. - At the request of my real (...) employer, I scratched Emily-Grant and, furthermore, I risked my life getting out of the sheriff's department on a schedule.

As Kimberly waited outside the room where Emily and the others were picking up the body of the escort, confirming the fruit, betrayal and criminal activity against her companions, Ki and I made a small noise and the door of the room opened.

It was Dennis and Rod who came out of it.

"Hmm? What's up? There's still time to pick him up, isn't there?

"I thought I'd make a final confirmation of what I'm taking"

"Didn't you check again and again?

"I have a personality. How many times do I have to inspect for confirmation?"

Kimberly nodded "... yeah," to Dennis, who flaunted her shoulder as she quickly-pressed her glasses up, glancing at Rod next door, "What about you?" Ask.

"I'll do this."

"A cigarette... Well, fine. But don't move too casually, okay? You're protected, too."

"No."

While bluffing the cigarette he picked at his fingertips, Rod saluted the joke back. That's how he disappears behind the hallway with Dennis as he receives Kimberly's gaze.

Of course, Dennis and Rod's words against Kimberly are lies. We're going to make a scene so Emily and Professor Down can get away easily. Specifically, I intend to make a noise of "accidental bulking" of other harmful chemicals near the lab where [Berserk] is stored.

Of course, sprinkling bulk is harmless medicine, but it's life-threatening if you don't inoculate them immediately! And if you make a scene, the sheriff's department escorts who can't determine its veracity should panic. Multiply the gap and exit the research facility.

No way, you wouldn't think of the security guards, such as asking for protection yourself and darkening yourself. In the meantime, the research building is like a garden in the house for the researchers who don't spend much of the day there. There seemed to be a good chance I could escape.

and, at that time, the door of the room opened again. It was Jessica and Sam who came out. Jessica is clinging to Sam's arms and presses her busty body at all costs peeking from heavily exposed clothes.

"You guys too...... what business?

Kimberly talks to the wall.

"Eh, you'll see when you see it ~? It's going to be just the two of us ~. It's going to be a lot of trouble - and while you're at it -"

"Oh, yeah, I am. Agent, a little bit, okay?

Jessica gets more and more stuck with Sam as she talks prolonged. Sam has his eyes swimming around, but somehow answers to Kimberly.

As a matter of fact, Jessica and Sam are just friends, not lovers or anything, and just left the room to yang like Dennis and the others. I decided to be a lover, and I want to do something beautiful to the right investigator.

It's just that Jessica's acting is incandescent (?) What I am doing is, samly unexpected. Severe agitation over a completely different tone than usual or the soft feeling transmitted to the arm.

"... Yes, sir. Do as you please."

"Yes, I like it. Rather, it's Sam's favorite ~ su"

……

Jessica waves, laughing at Nico, to Kimberly, who affirms with a frightened look. Sam nodded silently as he learned a little fear of Jessica's acting.

That's how Jessica and Sam turned around the corner of the hallway and became invisible.

Kimberly waits quietly for the time to come, not breaking the position of hitting the wall with her arms together.

How long have you been doing that? As Kimberly began to crave one of her cups of coffee, the anomaly occurred.

Big, Big, Big, Big!!

Suddenly, a ringing alarm sounded. Kimberly sneered at her mouth, bringing the comms machine planted on her sleeve closer to her mouth.

"It's Warren. Members, Status Report"

There is no upset in Kimberly. Everything is on schedule. It was expected to be the thoughts of the students who left the room. Therefore, we knew that the reports of each of the arriving escorts were "no abnormalities" or "students ~".

Yes, everything was as planned - it should have been.

"? Hey, Clayton, Muller. Come in. Hey, what's up?

Each escort officer is coming up with a report of no abnormality. At least there was some disturbance from two places, and Kimberly, who thought the report would come, was surprised that only unusual reports would come from outside the last squad.

Moreover, the report itself does not come from the last, the two of us. From the comms, no matter how many calls, there's no response.

"... dude. I guess you didn't just put your back on the students."

Kimberly pulls her cheeks together and imagines just how it unfolds. but the second I realized that the place where the two of us had been staked out with interrupted communications was where [Berserk] was kept, I changed my complexion sassy.

"Oh, Dixon! Russell! Come here now! Put the lady under guard!

'Huh? Warren, what are you talking about? We just got two kids here, too. I'm surprised by the alarm.'

"Leave that alone! Maybe there's something else coming! [Berserk] will be taken away!

"Become, wait a minute! I'm planning on... '

"I don't have time for this! I'm going to see what's going on at the Clitons! Just in case, lady, don't let them take it away from you!

Kimberly raises her anger. Shortly afterwards, the door to the room was opened slightly, from which Professor Down appeared.

"What is it? We're..."

"Someone may have broken in. I'll put two guards on, so don't leave the room."

"No, but-"

To Professor Down, who tries to argue, Kimberly said with her heels back.

"[Berserk] is being targeted!

"!? What if Dennis and the others?"

"No! Those guys are confirmed elsewhere! That's why I'm in a hurry. All right, stay in the room!

"Wow, okay."

Professor Down returned to the room upset. Shortly afterwards, two guards, dressed as cleaners, rush in.

Kimberly rushed out the hallway with tremendous momentum when she entrusted the two of them with on-the-spot protection.

"Fuck you. Please make a mistake. Here, my life is on this plan!

Speaking ill, Kimberly runs up the emergency stairs. [Berserk] is put in a tightly controlled drug vault on four floors - the tenth floor - but if there was an intruder, it was more likely to use the emergency stairs and simply because they were closest to their current location.

The vault on the tenth floor shall open four keys using ID cards, fingerprint authentication, twelve-digit passwords and speech recognition. Besides surveillance cameras.

Therefore, I don't think it will be taken away in such a short time...

Even though he is not a trained (...) investigator (...), he may have been powerless without giving him a gap to call for rescue to a few armed and benign men.

If there's really an intruder, it's not a mistake.

Kimberly felt an unpleasant sweat, rushing up for the third floor at once and stepping into the dance floor on the ninth and tenth floors. At that moment,

"Oops."

"Ah? You..."

At the end of Kimberly's fiercely upset gaze, there was a man who was about to come down right now from the floor on the tenth floor. What a uniquely man he was. I look like I'm about twenty, I look like I'm about forty. For a cheeky look, medium meat middle back, brown hair not long or short. A suit with no luxury or cheap feel. And white.

Man, admitting Kimberly makes what a mild voice. Normally, I guess I'm a researcher here, passing by as I say "rude," and I won't recall it again.

But...

"You, what's in that suitcase?"

The lack of that characteristic, the affordable size of the suitcase, and Kimberly's feeling as an agent were turning his consciousness to the man.

"It's research material, though? Who are you? It's a face I don't see, and it's not like a researcher or anything... that could have anything to do with this alarm? Me, maybe a pinch?

A man walks up the stairs without looking back, one step as he shows his cramped face. From what I've said and done, at first glance, I seem to be just a researcher who ran into a suspicious person.

"I'm a Sheriff's Department agent. There is a risk that important drugs have been stolen. I'm sorry, but let me check the contents of that case."

"No, no, he said it's impossible to expose research materials to the outside world. Suspicious, are you really from the Sheriff's Department?

If Kimberly packed a step, the man took a step back, too. Kimberly, narrowing her eyes slightly to the man's words and actions, said, "Well, I'll show you the badge," as she tried to get out of her nostalgia of an NSA agent's ID...

I pulled out a gun and tried to shoot him.

"Ahhh, this guy is beautiful. He suddenly tries to shoot me or something."

"... it's not normal, is it? Who's who?

Kimberly's muzzle is poked at the temple of a man at close range (...). At the same time, a knife accompanied Kimberly's neck muscle, which was packed in an instant (...).

Yes, the man in white packed his time faster than Kimberly would have pulled out and shot him in a precarious place called the stairs. Plus, surprisingly, the knife was popping out of a man's sleeve and I found it to be a planting knife, obviously.

Kimberly feels a cold sweat gushing out of her. Anyway, I was going to be an interrogator on this one, so if it was enough to rob me of an important golden tree, I never cared about ending one or two researchers who might be irrelevant. but if you open the lid, it's far more hand-cooked than you are relative.

My instincts keep ringing the alarm.

momentarily,

"Warren!"

Kimberly.

And a voice and a gunshot rang calling Kimberly's name. The escorts gathered from downstairs. Fired, "oops," etc. I knew I could play a slightly further wall of a man who pulled himself away in an instant with a light word or action. I didn't mean to hit you from the start, it seemed like a shooting to pull you away from Kimberly.

The man tried to go upstairs, giving up going downstairs as it were.

"Let it be!

Kimberly pulled the trigger continuously. The popped bullet puts a hole in the wall through the side of the man who twisted himself tightly.

"Are you insane!? There's a case of theater in it. Fire at the target!

"He doesn't get air infection! Even if it's a splash infection, there's no secondary infection if it's a small amount! If it's enough to take it away, it's still better to break it!

Indeed, [Berserk] will not be infected without inoculation or contact, and even in secondary infections from those [Berserked], if the original intake is small (...), even if they have been inoculated with their body fluids, they will not be infected.

Still, the man finally took the gun out of his nose and went back to fight, with a slightly convulsive look on Kimberly, who dared to risk a splash of too dangerous chemicals. Two escorts coming up from downstairs collapse after being shot through the leg as Kimberly flies.

Kimberly pointed the muzzle at the man while spitting evil, but shortly afterwards, his eyes were wide open.

"Are you really Ninja!?

How dare the man jump down the stairs, kick the railings and jump even further, over Kimberly's head. Besides, he kicked and flipped the wall as it was and hit Kimberly.

Kimberly points back at the muzzle, but a man's flying kick hit Kimberly in the chest faster than that. "Gaha," he blows with groans, to the illusory shock that his ribs were crushed and the forced air.

Aya, I thought I'd blow it up and be knocked down the stairs behind me and disabled... but there, Kimberly and I are ex-military masters of military martial arts. When he dumped his gun in his lap and grabbed his kick leg, he caught his opponent in the momentum of being blown away.

"Guh."

"What!?

The man falls flashy out of balance, although he avoids being knocked down the stairs somehow by stepping on Kimberly.

Still, Kimberly was bigger in terms of the amount of damage, and unlike the man who got up immediately, Kimberly couldn't move because of the shock.

The man tries to walk away as he flaunts his shoulder like he told him to.

It was then. What overlapped with what could only be described as satanic, leading to tragedy.

"Agent Warren!

"You bastard! That's Emily's! Give it back!

Dennis and Rod showed up. He's gone somewhere. The police officer and the alarm he hears. [Berserk] came to see how he was, worried that he would be stolen again, and came to the tenth floor in the elevator, where he heard gunshots coming from the stairs. And, acknowledging the man's appearance, the two men who perceived the situation saw Kimberly and the escort officer fall down, giving them a sense of justice. I let it out.

A bloody rod jumps on a man, Dennis throws the harmless but odorous drug he had in place.

Naturally, the man kicks Rod in a light kick, but the medicine bottle smashed and scattered against the ceiling, aimlessly, smashing its odorous contents. Naturally, I go down like a shower to the guys downstairs, Kimberly and the escorts.

The man aggressively tried to protect himself from unidentified drugs by putting his suitcase overhead.

In a moment, with a single gunshot, the suitcase is bounced off its hand. It was the escort who had been shot and fallen. He crawled a little bit to pick up the gun that was being bounced off, and finally took it in his hand, aiming at the head of a man who was distracted by Rod and his men.

It was therefore a coincidence that it hit the suitcase. Instead, he aimed at his head because he had his suitcase in his hand. However, a man made an unexpected move due to the exact event of throwing the drug into the ceiling.

And there's another satanic coincidence. The bullet hit the key part of the suitcase with a pinpoint.

As a result, the suitcase that was destroyed bounced off the man's hand and opened the lid by crashing into the wall.

Yes, I exposed the contents of [Berserk] 's medicine bottle.

Those on the spot who follow the falling suitcase with their gaze, as if in slow motion. Follow gravity, from a suitcase that fell to the ground, flying out [Berserk]. There were two bottles in it.

One, he jumped out with a shock and smashed it in the middle of the dance floor. The contents are scattered.

"Don't take a bath!

"Eh."

Kimberly raises her anger. At the end of that gaze is the figure of another escort who remains down.

The escort covers his face with his arms aggressively... but it was too late.

"Ah, huh? Gi no!? aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

A splash of [Berserk] pops into the guard's eyes and mouth, and after a beat, the guard blows a scream. A dokun pulse sounds and the transformation begins with the vivid sound of bekibba kiggo kicking.

"If this happens, there's no choice, hey"

A man pointed a gunshot at the head of an escort who grew enlarged with a look like he had chewed up a bitter bug. And shoot without hesitation, blowing your head off. As long as you've inoculated the splash in small quantities, it's fine if you kill it before the transformation.

A lightly collapsed escort.

People died in front of me and it was Rod and Dennis who couldn't hide the upset, but still, like Kimberly and the man, they stop Berserkenization and feel at ease.

At that moment,

- Ahhhhh!!!!

Production rose from downstairs. Berserk's voice.

"What's the other one!?

"No... Damn, you fell! I was too distracted by this one!

Yes, there was no other bottle of medicine anywhere.

Another bottle of medicine, indeed, fell downstairs from a gap in the railing fence. And then crashed into the railing along the way and smashed the contents. If that's all, it's still good. But, unfortunately, no, in a way, inevitably, there were a lot of people downstairs looking upstairs, peeking at their faces from the railings.

Alarm sounds and gunshots heard from upstairs. Students, professors, guards, etc. left in the research building can't be bothered.

So I bathed in the birth meds of the Mad Warrior that poured down from the upper floors, without excess. It's not a level of splash or anything. One bottle, the whole thing. Even when it was [the Berserk case], it was actually less than a single injection.

"Oh, too. It's a total lapse. My luck today must suck!

The man goes downstairs trying to fly with such evil spitting.

"Goddamn it. Wait for me!

As Kimberly distorts her face to her still damaged body, she manages to get up and chases him down the stairs after the man.

"Rod! We're going back!

"Huh? Ah, Dennis? But this..."

"Hold on! We need to let everyone know! Besides, that guy could be going to Emily's!

"Oh, yeah."

Dennis scolds and stands up Rod, who is highly upset.

Then, at the end of the accomplishment of the escort who was hit in the head, he gave a sad look and the two ran out to Emily and the others' waiting room.

Sounds from downstairs, with countless (...) growls and a continuous firing sound in my ear.