Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Grant. I'm Sharon-Magdanes, who keeps the director's chair at the National Security Agency. I'll keep you safe. Come on, come here."

As if it were natural to do so, Commissioner Magdanes urged. The back seat of the black-painted car opens as the headlights of the two cars crash against each other, from where analyst Allen-Parker and the other, a male agent, descend.

Allen said, "Come on, you were scared, weren't you? Jump in my chest. Come on!" He spreads his hands wide open with a tremendous trick. Most importantly, for some reason, he had a big gauze on his nose head, and what a pain, he looked dumb.

"What?" Protect! Kidnap my family, how soggy. "

Emily's boiling point breaks through in an instant to an attitude that is not too bad. I would have cared about the safety of my family and gone badly, but now, I have a boy's arm to trust in that hand. Emily, herself, was amazingly honest enough to raise her voice of anger.

Director Magdanes gives Emily such a troubled bitter laugh.

"Dr. Grant, you're apparently making a big mistake. Kidnapping, etc., and there's no way we at the Sheriff's Department would do that. We protect the Grants."

To Emily, who tried to refute reflexively, Director Magdanes spoke in a tone and attitude that seemed to teach a child to squeeze waste.

That is, he protected the Grant family as soon as possible to protect Hughes and all the agents of the Sheriff's Department from the organization that wiped them out. I left the tablet to react only to Vanessa's fingerprints and not to be able to grab information without her. It must be reasonable to be beside the Grant family to make contact with Vanessa and the others who have been out of the news. Approval for the application of the protection program was down in the first place, and it was planned to move for protection from scratch, etc.

"So, but..."

After a well-reasoned explanation, Emily gets wrapped up in words. On her behalf like that, Vanessa advanced a step forward.

"Director, may I ask you a question?

"Refrain, Agent Paradise. You deserve credit for protecting Dr. Grant on your own, but it's too arbitrary. Even if Warren and the others had raided, we would have been able to keep in touch more closely."

As usual, words like Director Magdanes' knife that just cuts and throws away. Its light is also compelling with the usual multiplication. But Vanessa, who would normally be frightened inside, rather took another step and showed her will by acting.

"... do you know what you're doing?

"Yes. More than that. I will never put this gun down until you answer my question."

Yes, Vanessa pointed a gun at Director Magdanes. That gaze is sharp, and I won't even take a pull from Director Magdanes. The will of immortality was emanating from all over the body. Behind Director Magdanes, Allen whistles "Hiu ~" to give praise. The other agent is also breathtaking.

"I'm not going to be discharged from discipline."

"I'm ready."

Director Magdanes took a small sigh of sigh after staring at Vanessa jizzily for a while. What does that sigh mean...... Director-General Magdanes urged the continuation with his gaze as he caught a glimpse of the complex expression for only a moment.

Vanessa opened her mouth, keeping her gun in place without alarm.

"Why are you, the director of the bureau, in a place like this?

"We lost five agents we sent to run the protection program, and one of them is that fuse. And if that killer leaks to the same sheriff's department agent... the sawdust media would be ecstatic, wouldn't it? Moreover, even more so if it concerns [the Berserk case], which is now causing a great deal of public disturbance. This is already the biggest case in the Sheriff's Department right now."

"So you think it's not strange for you to leave yourself?

"Naturally. Well, it would be the best solution for me to move on my own, beyond knowing how much of Warren's, more importantly, tissue breathed behind it."

Tsujitsu fits. After an internal offender comes out, it can be said that it is more of an affair to move with a few trusted subordinates at the top than there is time to perform tissue washouts.

Director Magdanes said, "Is that enough?" while being sent a chilled gaze, "Vanessa, however, still does not stray from the gunpoint.

"Okay, one more thing. The reason Berserk was sprinkled in the research building was because someone fought with Kimberly over [Berserk]. According to Kimberly himself, even he was so skilled that he couldn't stand his teeth."

"... is that it?

"He has enough skill in the Sheriff's Department to teach Kimberly how to fight, he knows [Berserk] exists, and he puts it in stealing at that time. And, naturally, a different organization than Kimberly belongs to. I only know one thing."

"Are you telling me that I instructed [Berserk] to take it?

"Is it not? Kimberly, who actually raided, suggested to me the possibility."

Director Magdanes shrugged his shoulders with a freaking expression that he was not going to talk about.

"I wonder if you've truly taken the word of a traitor? Because I'm going to have to question your qualities as an agent."

"Regardless of my qualities, there is no difference in suspected raid instructions to the director. Please answer: Was it the Director who gave you instructions to steal [Berserk]?

Vanessa's gaze pierces Director Magdanes over the rear site. Vanessa and I don't expect you to answer honestly from the start. Therefore, over the years, he concentrated on trying to see through the authenticity of it with the desire to challenge his boss, who should also be the monster who has carried one of the UK stations.

But after all, the woman in charge of national security, which should also be called a living legend, seemed unusual. I don't change one complexion to Vanessa's glance, to the muzzle and fact that she was poked at. It was only natural, and he opened his mouth, rather even making him feel frightened to deal with a deafening problem child.

The answer is, "No."

"... is that true"

"Proof of what you didn't do is proof of the devil. If you want me to show you that, you no longer deserve to be named a bureau member. In the first place, why should I give such instructions?

Indeed, it was a certainty that Emily and the others would be on hand as a sheriff's department that did not know the information that Emily and the others were going to make them disappear. Even if I hadn't bothered to steal it, the Sheriff's Department would have been able to get [Berserk], Emily, the birth parent, and all the antidotes Emily would have created.

I could therefore say that Director Magdanes did not need to have [Berserk] secured at that time.

All of Vanessa's sources of suspicion are circumstantial evidence, and again due to her own enquiries. As for Vanessa, who has that awareness, in the end, I could only take the method of poking and shaking those facts and spotting them with my own eyes.

Vanessa stuck in words. I gaze at him to see the authenticity, but Director Magdanes has no dust to shake either. Or, really, was the first raid a completely different organization... Vanessa began to doubt her own account.

"Is the question over? Then, Vanessa-Paradi, I'll have you in custody. You don't think you can keep your gunpoint at me and continue with the mission, do you?

"It's..."

Director Magdanes, one hand up. One of the agents, who was holding back beside the black painted car, entered silently. I guess you're going to detain Vanessa.

Look at that, Emily raises her voice.

"Wait! Vanessa just did it for me! You've always protected me, even before! So..."

However, the appeal was forced to remain silent by the glance of Director Magdanes.

"... Dr. Grant. I hope your child's selfishness isn't too bad. How many sacrifices do you think have been made in this case against you?

"Oh, that's..."

"Is it a genius? Well, maybe that means only in certain areas... but I want you to have enough separation to give me when I should be able to. This one, as the one who made [Berserk], has the authority to detain you and make antidotes. It's a threat to national security. But that doesn't even include protecting your family there?

"That's it. 'Cause he said he'd protect you properly."

"Yeah, with our good intentions."

That means that if you intend to scratch this case any further, the Sheriff's Department will no longer protect the Grant family. And that he would detain Emily under the authority of the National Security Agency and force her to study antidotes. Probably just appealed to the judiciary, and they won't do the streets. Anyway, as Commissioner Magdanes put it, this is a matter of threatening national security, because Emily is not a third party, and that is precisely the beginning of it.

Vanessa put the gun down. Her suspicions and alarms about the Sheriff's Department are still ringing. But there's no hole in Director Magdanes' logic. I can't even sense how you're lying. And Emily, too, drops her shoulders, feeling like she's just being incredibly selfish, in the words of Director Magdanes. My anger shrivels when my family wasn't kidnapped or anything.

Director Magdanes tried to give back his heels when he sighed just saying how troublesome it was. Instead, an agent moves forward for Vanessa's custody and Emily's protection.

So, my voice went up unexpectedly.

"The word good intentions, shouldn't we go over it in the dictionary?

A floating voice, somewhere out of place. Even though I didn't stick it up much, it sounds clearer.

It was everyone on the spot who was hacked. Vanessa and Emily, who were lining up next to it with emotions, look back with momentum that sounds like a bah.

"... the reaction. It hurts. Why, 'Who!?' Are you giving me that kind of vibe? Emily, you just picked out my sleeve."

Kosuke bends his mouth to the letter to reveal his dissatisfaction. Vanessa and Emily missed their gaze at first sight. No way, I'm completely out of consciousness that there's Kosuke behind me, and I can't tell you how surprised I am with vegetables. Most importantly, the attitude of the two of us was clear to Kosuke.

"... who are you? Looks like he was hiding in the car, though?

"No, no, you came down here with Emily! Normally, even when you're asking questions, you were behind Mr. Vanessa!

……

Director Magdanes' surprised look! Kosuke was even more hurt! But I'm used to it, so I'm fine!

Answer the question.

Unfortunately, Director Magdanes repeated the question through Kosuke's scratch. Kosuke returns the words with a "good smile" when he ignores her orders slightly.

"You don't care who I am, do you? Besides, I don't want you lined up. Just get Emily's family here. What do you want to talk about, all of it?

"Who the hell is a foreign boy talking to?"

Director Magdanes knocks cold air like never before. However, Kosuke blew the wind to Willow when he accidentally made Vanessa sweat cold. What is the heavy town of a country? Compared to the intimidation of the Apostle of God painted on inorganic killings and the Demon King without shards of forgiveness, it's like a puppy intimidation.

"I can't trust the words of the guy who imitated crap and fueled anxiety, no matter how well he fits in."

"Incites anxiety?

Director Magdanes, who tilts his neck at what, Kosuke switched his expression to a chilled one.

"Right? What the hell, that message. No way, stop being such an idiot excuse for keeping secrets from other humans. I don't know how much I can get Mr. Vanessa to contact me."

Really, you can leave your phone with just one contact. There are as many ways as possible to get people to contact you. If the person you called wasn't Vanessa, that would also help them explore who they were. You don't have to send me footage of the family you shot on purpose.

Still, I took such a means to engrave it into Emily's unconscious. That you can do whatever you want with her family. That you're still (...) safe now. To make it easier to tilt your mind's balance when you pressed for a choice, as it was before the building that you protected it. To imprint up and down relationships.

Because I can see that, because I know how worried Emily was about her family, and I never want to lose another one of her loved ones.

So Kosuke's angry voltage goes up without stopping.

"It still is. It's like Emily's making an atmosphere of everything. You made the first case, and after that, it's all because of all the idiots blinded by greed. I didn't even make it to make it. It was some idiot who put it together and involved this kid's important people. You're not wearing it wrong. This child is the victim, not the perpetrator."

Of course, [Berserk] is responsible as a biological parent. That's why Emily's here. There would have been a choice holding my head and getting smaller and waiting for everything to end as it were. But I'm here, determined that I had to do what I was entrusted to do.

"You're only sixteen, right? Yet my family lost their loved ones, and I couldn't even let them see my blood-connected family... and I would never trust someone like that to incite anxiety or guilt."

……

Anger mixes with Kosuke's floating voice. Until just now, something seeped out that could never be ignored, not even by Vanessa or Emily, who seemed like a forgotten man. Remaining silent, however, the attitude of Director Magdanes, who turns his body completely back to Kosuke, attests to the existence of that unidentified pressure.

Kosuke stepped forward passing Vanessa and Emily. And just as he stopped at a position around the middle between Director Magdanes and Vanessa and the others, he asked without looking back.

"Hey, Mr. Vanessa, what are you talking about? I don't care about logic. So far, no matter what they say, no matter what the circumstances, how did your mind see that woman, who has wholeheartedly protected Emily?

Vanessa's gaze swam. But it's also for a moment. I answered with a riddled look so as to cut off the stray.

"Black," he says.

"Right. Neither do I."

Kosuke's gaze reflects behind it, softly departing from Director Magdanes.

"In the first place, you know, when I ran away from the hotel, I kept a motherfucker with a gun to Vanessa as my subordinate, and now what are you saying?

Kosuke's gaze flowed to Allen.

"Oh, wow, is that me? All of a sudden, what are you saying... I'm a stubborn analyst..."

"Don't be silly, gauze man. Is that the face of the vegan? You've always been a good disguise. But how can my ashtray attack scar be straight?

"I don't know, it's refreshing to me..."

"This is neither haphazard nor speculative. I remember if it was any sign of you. So at that time, the stuck dick is definitely you."

Nasal gauze analyst, Allen-Parker, wanders his gaze as he wandered. "Hey, really, just refreshed about something..." he mutters, but Kosuke took his gaze off whether he had lost interest already. Behind Kosuke, Vanessa believes Kosuke's words and exposes her to doubt as to why just an analyst was at that scene.

Director Magdanes sighed again.

"... so what if I can't be trusted? Kimberly's organization will relentlessly pursue Dr. Grant. I don't care how many sacrifices there are around me."

So, in the end, we'll have to follow the sheriff's department, I say it out of the blue. Normally, I would. Organizations can only be countered by organizations. That's why Vanessa also tried to ascertain the Director's sincerity.

Where bravely cut, to one agent and one foreign boy, what can you do?

I'll protect you.

"... what?

Director Magdanes listens back unexpectedly to words released too lightly. I can't help it. Though it is often said how peacefully bogged down is the Japanese boy, the big story is too real to be seen. There was so much to go around.

But Kosuke shows no shame, no drunkenness in the situation, no fine dust, and overlaps words pale.

"I said there's nothing wrong with that. Emily should do exactly as Emily herself decides, and get the full share. With my family. Of course, if the Sheriff's Department provides" total protection "and doesn't interfere with jokes, I've never been over it. Even if we don't get a shield behind you, no problem. I don't care, and I won't let anyone get in the way. Emily and her family, I'll do everything I can to protect them."

"... apparently experiencing Boy Meats Girl and rising a little. Things like watching too many movies?

Behind Kosuke, Director Magdanes gave a frightened look at the girl holding her chest like she had been shot through something. To her like that, Vanessa strongly disagrees.

"Director. He's not an ordinary boy, is he? At least, if he cares about it, he won't be dealing with one agent and an analyst or something. Well, he's good at intelligence warfare and can assassinate any opponent. Director, you're no exception."

"... for a long time, you seem to be buying him, Paradise. So, who are the dreamy boys who mistake themselves for the hero, no matter what you think?

Vanessa, with a small, but clearly discerning, invincible grin on her mouth, mouthed her own biggest trump card.

"He's the one on the Sheriff's Department blacklist, listed in just a few years of activity-- Mr. K."

So don't do anything bad. Properly, Emily and her family shall be protected and, if antidotes are created, all existing [Berserk] shall be destroyed. Tell him to confirm it. I don't know what thoughts the director has, but he only wants me to focus on solving the case.

To Vanessa, who returned to Director Magdanes' blackmailing words, similarly blackmailing words, Director Magdanes smiled at the next moment, although he gave a flash of expression saying that he had seen an unexpected side.

"... what's wrong with you?

Director Magdanes shudders his shoulders to Vanessa, who sharpens her gaze like a frustration.

"No, I thought there were a lot of tough actions on my own, going to the Grant family, pointing guns at me, but I can't believe the source was," Mr. K. "Well, sure, you've been in touch with Mr. K, so maybe you can't help but mistake that boy for him."

"What did you say?"

"He's not Mr. K."

The quote laughed at his trump card, clearly asserted, Vanessa excuses herself. Reflectively try to argue with what is based on.

Director Magdanes replied with a pitiful glance after showing for a moment a bare gesture to think of something.

"Paradise, Mr. K is a sheriff."

"... Huh?

I don't know what that means, Vanessa dots her eyes. To such Vanessa, Director Magdanes slowly and politely overlapped words, as if to crush hope.

"There's no point in not knowing. I'm an illegal officer. - [J-D (John Du) Institution]. It is a non-existent institution (...) that exists across our country's two largest organizations against intelligence and security agencies, disturbing elements, dangerous persons and organizations at home and abroad. All constituents are called without alphabets and with numbers."

"But Mr. K is an assassin..."

"Yeah, that's why you're telling me, right? It's illegal, it doesn't exist."

"Eh."

Vanessa, who goes out of her life. That would be so. Because your organization is committing murder outside the law. It's just the movie world. To a giant organization, darkness would mean attachment.

And it was to break the hearts of Vanessa and Emily that we disclosed that information here, which was originally known only to the top executive class, outside the director. To communicate the decision not to let them get away with it, not to pull it off. To show off the strength of national organizations.

"I'm surprised you contacted Mr. K apart from HQ. Because even if you're still young and concerned about calm, it wasn't the way you thought you'd take it, which is twice as sensitive to justice and mission. I can't believe I sent you guys for backup, but they took you down with an ashtray passing by... Maybe I should reassess your power. Hey, Allen. - No, agent" K "?

Looking back over his shoulder, it was Allen-Parker analyst who was slapped in the eye that even felt like killing him.

Yes, Kosuke was right, when he escaped from the hotel, the man who was made to faint by the throw of an ashtray and was further stamped in the groin by Vanessa was Allen in disguise. At the same time, he was Mr. K, whom Vanessa asked for help with. This is why Mr. K, the assassin, took the job of escorting Emily.

"Well, here's the thing..."

Next to Vanessa, who glimpses and glimpses the darkness of the organization, Emily squeaks with shaky eyes.

Allen walks over with a tablet and freaked out by Director Magdanes' gaze. I've been manipulating Kosuke for a long time since I recognized his existence, but the result was, apparently, Emily's answer to the question.

"Hey, Chief? Sure, I've been losing my temper for the past few days, but I'm an assassin, otherwise I'm out of expertise or something... so do you want me not to get too angry..."

"Shut up, incompetent"

"No, ma'am"

Allen pulls the tablet and drops his shoulder. Director Magdanes lost sight of the information Allen had gathered. There were photographs of Kosuke's face and of Kosuke at the airport a few days ago when he took them. Then, from the passenger list, determine the age and nationality and find out who Kosuke is.

Speaking of assassination expertise, my arm as an analyst is still superb. He was named as a strong assassin in the intelligence war, but apparently that's not just because he's a person inside the security services.

"Kousuke Endow. Japanese, eighteen. I was born into a very normal family, a very normal high school student. Taking advantage of the winter break to travel abroad?... Oh, you're one of those" returnees "who made a scene before you. I see. So if you're going on a trip like this, you're sticking your neck in the case. Is that unsubstantiated confidence coming from the optimism that it's okay this time, because I could go home once?

Stunning Vanessa and Emily. Sometimes, I wonder, "Are you really an amazing assassin?" There were times when I wondered. I can't drive a car. He says he doesn't have a gun and, on the contrary, he can't shoot it properly. More importantly, the surrounding atmosphere was too light. That's the more you really say you're a Japanese student, the more you stick around.

Still, I thought Kosuke was "Mr. K" because he was able to cut through the raid at that hotel. And the occasional look, "I knew he made me expect it.

But he was, really, just a Japanese student.

"So I've told you many times. That I'm not Mr. K. You don't believe me at all..."

Kosuke, looking back over his shoulder, smiles bitterly. Director Magdanes told Kosuke that.

"Mr. Endow. If you're going home like this, I'll make sure you didn't."

"Heh. You don't think I'm, like, talking about J-D institutions or anything?

"Who the hell would believe a Japanese boy telling a story like that? Come on, stop distracting the hero of the story."

Shortly afterwards, a single gunshot sounded and a bullet wore Kosuke's foot. Allen said, "I'm sorry," but he fired without even showing his shooter. That was the last notice. If we don't wrap our tails around here and run away, a Japanese boy has been in an unfortunate accident at his destination.

It passes to Kosuke. But...

"I'm not going home."

"Still can't recognize reality?

"No, I recognize you. - Thirty-two armed men. He's lurking in buildings all over the place, and he knows we're surrounding this place completely."

Coming here, for the first time, Director Magdanes' expression changed. He opens his eyes wide and reveals his amazement for no reason and without even hiding it. Even in the meantime, Kosuke's gaze is swept around the windows of the building, behind the corners, behind the pillars, etc. - It was all a place where a special forces member of the Security Department Assault Division was lurking, placed by Director Magdanes.

"Because there was no one I could trust, I took only those two and moved myself. That's what you said, but you've brought a lot for it."

"Are you..."

Director Magdanes' words jam into the seemingly glaring eyes of a boy who's just supposed to be a student. In the unlikely event that the preparation became a vendetta. From the perimeter, slight signs of upset leaked, and Allen beside her faded slightly and narrowed her eyes softly.

The wind at night felt warm and warm. Kosuke says, with the spare attitude of breaking through the troop placement and keeping his hands in his pocket, he doesn't even show shards of agitation.

"Say it again. You don't trust me. And Mitsuya's feud. Then I can trust the enemy's reputation more than yours. Kimberly's suggestion must be true. The son of a bitch who went into the research building to steal and let this kid's precious people die is Mr. K there. Earlier, you said you were losing your temper."

"... I told you earlier. I need to do that."

"Are we talking about motive? That's not a big deal. I can imagine any reason. Weapon diversion, profit pursuit, national judgment, or your personal greed..."

Director Magdanes often looked at Kosuke in a jittery manner. And, most importantly, he put up his hands softly.

Shortly afterwards, the Special Forces crew who show up at the same time. Aim for Kosuke at the muzzle of a full-automatic machine gun. At the same time, Director Magdanes gave orders to the radio on the collar. The content is to bring the Grant family.

"Sometimes we need evil to protect a big ship called the State. We must do something to protect our opponents, whether by law or by trade, but still a large ship called the State. Such a manifestation of necessary evil is the J-D institution, Mr. K. [Berserk] Again."

Director Magdanes' gaze captured Emily.

"In the fight against terrorists, during the year, do you know how many personnel, soldiers, are dead? If instead of the honored ones, you can throw in the terrorists you capture as crazy monsters...... how useful. Can we save the honorable life of our country or not have to make sacrifices? But I'm sure Dr. Grant won't understand."

"So, just complete the antidote, and [Berserk] himself tried to steal it?

"Right. Dr. Grant seemed to dislike [Berserk], so in the course of his anti-drug research, he also feared being planted with some sort of bug in the data. It was necessary to secure the original product. You need to have the antidote she made from her heart and the [Berserk] before she can put her hands on it. All she has to do is let herself destroy [Berserk] and proceed with the improvement on our part based on the stolen data."

But that's it, too. I guess I'll let Emily, for the sake of the state, make improvements to [Berserk]. Should the antidote be more of a [Berserk] controlled drug? And Emily's motivation is the family that took her hostage.

Emily blues her face. I guess [Berserk] imagined a future in which weapons were converted. And I imagined it at the same time. For the reason that Director Magdanes started talking like that.

As proof of that, Director Magdanes' gaze returned to Kosuke.

"I need this, too. Evil. You knew too much about this one. National institutions that do not exist are not translated as gossip. It's a bit of a hassle for the heating media to talk about Berserk. The price you paid for floating on Boy Meats Girl was high. Now you can't go back, can you?

"Run, this way! I'm sorry! I'm sorry I got involved! Get out of here!

"Mr. Kouske... I'm sorry"

Emily screams. While I know it's impossible anymore, still, I can't help but scream. Vanessa tries to pop out aggressively, but stops moving unexpectedly when she sees the red light on the laser pointer pour down on her body. And when he saw Kosuke, equally covered in red death dots, he uttered an apology with a look that seeped regret and guilt.

By those two, Kosuke, who was stuck in death,

"Don't worry. I told you, I'm not Mr. K... but the right arm of the Demon King."

I can't see my face. Kosuke's expression, slightly overturned, is hidden with his forehead. Together, he also looks like he's about to collapse, fearful of his destiny, which is about to happen. But in such a way, the voice returned to Emily and the others sounded comfortable as if it were a blowing wind.

And throughout this period, Director Magdanes tried to send a sign of execution with a sigh of sigh that he was a pathetic boy living only in a delusional world, to Kosuke, who said, "The right arm of the demon king," etc.

"Hey, Mr. Director."

Kosuke's call distracted me for a moment. And at some point, I realize that I have goosebumps on my arms. The words were delivered softly to Director Magdanes, who questioned his condition.

- Emily's dads aren't here yet, are they?

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'We're relinquishing our mission right now. The director for you, after the outgoing sound of Pea, don't start over with your life. "

I can tell even over communication. That voice, indeed, is the voice of the person you've been talking to so far. Impossible. Why can you hear the boy on this occasion from the personnel radio that was sending him to the surveillance of the Grant family?

I don't know why. It's like a cold bug crawling through your spine. Suddenly, Director Magdanes slowly raised his gaze toward the radio on his collar - and looked.

The hidden expression on his forehead remained intact, and only Kosuke's mouth ripped open. It's like the three moons shining in the sky tonight.

"Both the dogs of the necessary evil nation. You ready to go? Are you ready? If you haven't done it, you should hurry. The abyss is already here."

Director Magdanes shook his arm off half unconsciously, remembering the fear of getting his consciousness smeared by black ink.

"It was at the same time that he appeared.

"Come on, it's showtime"