Ee, Teni Shippai? Seikou?

In the residential district on the outskirts of the capital of the Republic of Nerexistas, the home of Ora Taghigo was located.

They are anti-social violence organisations, but sometimes their power is responsible for policing the suburbs of the capital, with some familiarity from the citizens.

From the Carlos, we're just holding back the police mechanism with force to do whatever we want, and in fact a few of them are crying over irrational violence, but the situation is that many citizens feel beneficent only.

He's a scary opponent if you defy him, but if you don't defy him, you can enjoy that much peace.

Because such sentiments similar to giving up are spreading to the citizens of the Republic, they could not escape the control of criminal organizations for long.

It is a common story in backward countries.

That being the case, the Suzano residence, home to Ora Taggigo, was treated like a little tourist attraction.

"Hmm... bad taste..."

Charlotte shrugged to throw up as she looked at the Susano Mansion from a short distance away.

At the entrance to the Susano mansion there was a large gate where large trucks could enter and exit sparingly, on which were decorated the objects of the plane.

This seems to be an imitation of the private residence of the drug king that Carlo admires.

Around the gate, people thought to be tourists visiting the region, or from abroad, were taking photos and videos with their smartphones in one hand.

Of course, if you try to get on the property, you can be stopped by a watchdog in front of the gate, and in the worst case, you could be shot to death, but I don't have a problem viewing or shooting from a little further away.

Some of the constituents were casual enough to respond to the shooting, and in some cases, Ora Taghigo was popular there in some neighborhoods.

No matter how many people are made unhappy by the drugs they scatter, and how many people have been put in Carlo's hands so far, it is often other personnel for the vast majority of them.

What a lot of people think it's more important to get a lot of 'likes' than the misfortunes of such a strange world.

With that in mind, Charlotte sighs.

(That's why work is easy to do)

Disputed by tourists surrounding the Susano mansion, they approach the gate.

I'm not wearing a hotel staff uniform or anything just because of how much magic equipment I have.

She was currently dressed as a little loose shirt on her denim leggings.

He raises a smaller waist pouch on his hips.

The watchdogs were much more conscious of being displayed in cameras directed at them than of being alert to the suspicious.

For this reason, no one noticed Charlotte wearing all sorts of cover-up magic props where she daunted the open gate.

(Damn, it's a good place to clap out)

Charlotte was walking leisurely through the grounds of the Susano Mansion.

A number of cameras installed on the premises, starting in front of the gate, fail to capture her wearing the [visual disguise] magic props.

Sometimes different constituents didn't even notice her presence due to the effects of "perception inhibition".

I used the passcode that Yangichi had taught me beforehand, and I was able to break into the mansion very well.

(All you have to do is go to the room where Fumiya is imprisoned)

The location of the room and the safe route there are also known.

Fortunately, Fumiya said she was not in custody.

Because they are worn out by harsh interrogations and cannot afford to just run away, they do not need to be purposefully locked up or connected to handcuffs, chains, etc.

(Sister, wait for me)

I think of the face of a plain but well-dressed woman whose glasses look great.

If Yaichi had peered into her head now, she would have seen such a woman, like Minori and somewhere different.

(A little more...)

When we get to the room, we look at Suki and let him hold the spare magic props and get out of the mansion.

All you have to do is go to the safe house you are securing and wait until Ed or Yaichi arrives. There should have been no fear of failure.

"So, you think I can drop that kid?

Until I heard that voice.

(Carlo Suzano......!

Never misheard, it was a voice.

"You're a shittier bastard than I thought. I offended him enough to bleed out of his ass and throat, but he didn't break it."

Carlo seemed to be talking to one of the executives.

"I don't know, the first guy who fucked me said the ass was more developed."

"Nihon's premier big company, Cao Su? I don't know what he thinks about being rich at all."

Apparently, he's talking about Fumiya.

The voice was heard from the corner of the hallway.

"What do you want me to do? Thinking about the future, I can't stop noticeably scratching my body, can I?

"Keep it as much as you want, okay? When you're out of use, you're in trouble."

My voice, one by one, approaches me.

"Heh. By the way, I'm talking about your daughter."

- Bam, bam, bam, bam...!

Gunshots sound in the mansion.

The moment he saw Carlo bent over the corner of the hallway, Charlotte was reflexively pulling out the gun and pulling the trigger.

"Guuuuuu..."

"Boss - ghhh...!

- Bam, bam, bam, bam...!

Carlos surprised by the sudden raid.

In that case, Charlotte kept pulling the trigger.

"Ha... ha..."

Ten bullets released from an easy-to-carry subcompact type of 9mm pistol all hit Carlo and the man in the executive who tried to protect him.

However, it was not recognisable until whether they caused fatal injuries.

If she were her regular girlfriend, she wouldn't have been in the outrage of hitting all the bullets at once, etc.

After taking his opponent's combat power in a few rounds, he must have definitely stabbed him in the stomach.

Prior to that, it was not possible to infiltrate a hostage rescue facility and use a pistol.

"Ugh... Guh..."

Groaning.

I can't tell if it belongs to Carlo or to another man.

"Carlo......!

A small voice leaks out of Charlotte's mouth as she whispers.

She had two options for staring down at Carlo.

Quickly rescue Fumiya, or will this place escape anyway?

The continuation of rescue work over this period must be reckless, but still, with Charlotte's abilities and the effect of the magic equipment, it would be critical.

However, if Charlotte's purpose has not been exposed to the enemy, it is safe to say that once we have re-divided it, there will be no danger to Fumiya.

But she couldn't choose either.

I couldn't help but check Carlo's life and death.

"Hey, isn't it this way!?

The constituents who heard the gunshots approached.

"Bo, bosu......!?

And not so much, a few guys rush in to where Charlotte is.

"Woman...?

Several of the constituents who were alert to the emergency that gunfire sounded in the mansion captured Charlotte by breaking through the cover of the magic props.

"Ku......!

Charlotte rushed toward the men who appeared.

"Nah......!?

Charlotte rushes through as she sews between the amazing constituents.

Charlotte barely got out of her predicament due to her body technique, which specializes in eliminating spare and extra movements and deceiving the eyes of the enemy, and the effect of the magic prop, which was never deactivated.

"She's a blonde! Find a blonde, white woman!!

From behind, I hear constituents screaming.

When perceived physical characteristics, escape can be harsh.

Although the capital of the Republic is visited there by tourists, the majority of them are domestic travellers or people from neighbouring countries.

With Hispanics in most of this town, the Anglo-Saxon Charlotte stands out no matter what.

Often you can survive with the cover-up effect of demonic props, but if they raid the top of the de facto country, you'll get more vigilant throughout town.

If a white blonde is searched on the condition that the cover-up is extremely low.

"Ha... ha..."

Run through town avoiding people, letting them out of breath. As long as we get to the safe house, we should be able to re-compartmentalize it.

I can't use a taxi. You should consider the whole town an enemy.

That's how Charlotte kept moving, with the utmost vigilance.

But by encountering Carlo and shooting him, you must have lost your normal mind.

The moment she saw the two sets of uniformed cops, she was slightly relieved of the tension.

One cop and I got eyes on him.

The policeman reaches for his hip-pistol shortly after issuing the warning, and the other imitates it.

"Don't kill me!

"Ooh."

- Bam, bam, bam, bam!

"Kuh......!

It was Charlotte, who rushed to hide in the shadows, but the bullet blurred her arms and legs.

The arm had a scratch, but the leg assumed a deep hand there, and the bleeding twitched and stained the denim leggings.

"It's no use hiding. Give it up and come out."

Charlotte was hiding behind a small container.

Temporarily escaped the cops' gaze, but it was a place where they could neither hide nor escape any more if they were approached.

(In this place......)

If they get caught, will they do the same thing again?

(If that's the case, go ahead......!

The choice of self-determination turns my head.

There are no bullets left in the pistol, but there are as many ways as she can if she cares about it.

(Sister......)

But in the end she couldn't put on a stomp, all she could do was grab a necklace wrapped around her neck and pray.

Footsteps gradually approach.

One remained on the spot and remained vigilant, and only one seemed to approach.

"Hey, why don't you give up and come out? There's no escape anyway."

And the footsteps reached Charlotte's hidden container, and the man stood in front of Charlotte, who nodded in anticipation.

"Hehe, be mindful... hmm?

A cop who was supposed to be looking down at Charlotte raised a bewildered voice.

"Hey, that woman over there!?

And ask the other person waiting in the rear.

"Ah!? Aren't you supposed to be there?

"That's it. Nobody's here."

A man's footsteps go away.

(Huh...?

Charlotte was also confused.

"It's that wound. I don't think you've gone far."

"Shit... let's just flush this place down"

The sound of Battambatan and closing the car door is followed by an engine sound.

As Charlotte raised her face as she nodded, the patrol car in which the two earlier rode ran away.

(What do you mean...?

So she drops her eyes on the necklace she was gripping hard.

(No way, thanks to this?

It was a demonic prop of perception inhibition, given to me by Yaichi.

Some magic items increase their effectiveness by increasing the amount of magic they can contain.

Oddly enough, an earlier act of "prayer" led to the ability to bring magic through her body into the magic props.

And the necklace around her neck is a demonic prop made by celebrity Sam Smith.

Perhaps at that moment, even if you were touched, they wouldn't have noticed.

(Yoichi, thank you so much...)

While thanking Yaichi for giving him the magic props, Charlotte took the handkerchief out of her West Porch and tied her scratched thighs hard.

Blood keeps flowing, but not so much bleeding.

There will be nothing life-threatening.

Plus she took her smartphone out of the porch and sent it out to Ed.

"Charlotte, are you all right!?

When he responded with one call, Ed asked as if he had panicked.

Her location is constantly confirmed, so she probably decided it was an anomaly because she didn't go straight to the safe house, although she left the Suzano residence, and stayed in the alley.

"I'm sorry... I screwed up..."

'So I need Carlo to stay out of this... No, that's fine. Rescue immediately.'

"No. Wait for Yoichi..."

Mr. Fujido? Why!?

"He would, I'm sure..."

That's it, Charlotte hung up and turned off her smartphone.

This makes it impossible to trace the location information.

Even though they use secret lines from the Intelligence Agency, there is no zero risk of being supplemented.

(Yoichi will surely find me wherever I am)

Believe that, she stood up.

"Gu... uhh..."

And start walking the shortest route to the safehouse, dragging your painful feet.

(Please... no one will notice...)

Grab the necklace and keep walking in prayer. Believe that prayer will make sense.

In fact, many times along the way I was different from people, but nobody turned their attention to her as one.

Even though he's bleeding out of his thighs and walking with his legs dragged.

"Ha... Phew... and a little..."

My consciousness has become blurred. There is a feeling that something is getting out of me all the time.

That was never, she felt, just because of the bleeding.

(Consideration…… I guess…)

Demonic props that cover up their own existence.

She was somewhat aware that prayer to increase its effectiveness was consumed by the power of something in her - perhaps the magic of where Yaichi was.

At the same time, you are losing strength.

(more... a little...)

Nevertheless, there are still hundreds of meters of distance.

It was usually two to three minutes away, but for her, who couldn't walk properly and was draining all her strength, it felt endlessly long.

(No... no more...)

The magic hangs up.

Charlotte, who somehow felt that way, squeezed her last force and dived into the alley.

(I can't move anymore...)

If this is a different world, magic can be restored even slightly, but unfortunately not in this world, where magic does not exist.

If you run out of magic poured into Yangichi, you won't be able to replenish it.

(Ah...)

It felt like something that was protecting me disappeared so that the fog cleared.

The magic must have dried up.

Still remaining conscious was fortunate that the magic consumption was slow and that she was not as dependent on magic as the otherworlds.

(Sorry...... Ed)

He was barely conscious. His strength, his energy, he was on top of it.

(Yoichi...... sister......)

If someone finds you right now, you can't hide or run.

To her like that, the footsteps approach.

(It's over...)

Bitterness leaks.

The footsteps were unmistakably close to herself, but she didn't have the strength to look up at you either.

"Oh, there you are."

It was the voice of a young woman.

"Sister, do you want to jerk off?

Charlotte, who felt no hostility to that voice, lost consciousness before responding.