Entering a Company From Another World!?

When I left the dorm and went to the park, where my mother told me to meet me, three black cars stopped in the parking lot, surrounded by black clothes.

Obviously heterogeneous, there was time and there was no shadow on the street, but there was still enough sight there to smell something from the perspective of you.

……

The feeling of wanting to look back and look silently emerges.

But I couldn't do that, so I got a little tempered to get closer, convinced myself that it was better than fighting the instructors.

As a precaution, he approached me carefully to avoid being attacked suddenly while exploring the surrounding signs.

Then I saw one of the black clothes watching the surroundings noticing me and holding my hand in my pocket.

"Stop! What are you doing here?

I try to stop my feet as warned and tell you what to do, but before I open my mouth, other black clothes react and smell danger.

Being vigilant means that this is definitely my mother's designated meeting place.

Ha.

Exhale to make it too obvious to hear small, slowly gaze at the other person at night.

I decided that what I took out of my pocket was not a stick, but an L-shaped, pistol, and I quickly fell down and reached into my pocket.

I can handle pistols under magic, but I can't do it in the real world.

She is worried about whether it is time to use the pendant quickly and what to do with her posture.

"Please wait."

Sagami

"He's the one I called."

Ha

However, the worry became worrisome.

Before the black clothes moved, there was a car window, shaded by street lights, and I couldn't see my face, but the clear voice echoed well and controlled the movement of the black clothes.

When the other black clothes approach the rear seat door and open the door, a woman in a witch costume comes down from the inside.

The woman walks slowly towards me in black.

Long time no see, Jiro.

"We're out of time. Mr. Kimoe."

"Yeah, really. You used to have such a small child."

And he called me by my name.

I haven't seen the woman in front of me since... at least not since I was an adult.

Is it about three meters from where we can see each other's faces?

So I caught the woman, my aunt and mother's sister, Sagami Mikie.

It looks like the late twenties, even if it's quoted above, the actual age should be higher than it looks.....

Neither does my mother, but I wonder why the women of my relatives look so young.

Dressed in a witch costume, it was a technique to say that Yamato stroked her black straight hair and walked loosely.

However, from my point of view, the dress, manners, atmosphere, and black clothes were the factors, and I was convinced that my mother's parents' home was such a family home.

In the meantime, it's been a long time, so I'll bow and exchange greetings.

"Now, in the corner, try Takamatsu."

Ha

Yes!

The dialogue will not end peacefully.

I have something to say, but it's time for work.

A word that Mr. Kimoe said strictly without changing his expression.

Without asking any questions, Mr. Kimoe gave instructions to the black clothes that he kept beside him and made me attack him.

Was it a hand or another intention to hold a baton instead of a pistol?

But it doesn't change the threat.

The two black clothes with a forged body approached me in an instant, relentless, and attacked me with all their strength.

Huh

If an amateur receives a bone fracture, he or she will not die but will be seriously injured.

A way to collaborate that those who have been trained can do it.

Too much response to face to face.

Willingness to overpower the opponent.

I switched my mind to combat mode in an instant against that behavior, and consciously manipulated the body that became heavier due to being outside the company.

The eye procures information from time to time and examines the opponent's abilities.

The movements of the two in black clothes were sophisticated, and it seemed unusual to be in the militia.

Ha.

"Nha!?

Gah

As you are dealing with the instructors, you have to say that the movement is slow.

Does this mean that we don't have to do everything we can?

I feel like I'm moving as fast as I can from the other party, but I feel slow enough to deal with the movement under the same area.

And since it is not under magic, the visual acuity of the motor is also affected and its ability is reduced, but the standard is only that in the space where the magic is present.

Even in a space without magic elements, my dynamic vision has been enhanced even more than usual.

Naturally, the reflex nerve that follows the motor vision has also been strengthened.

Securely captures the movement of the opponent, grabs the wrist and gently throws it with one hand.

The first one tries to take possession, but that is ingenious.

Hit the ground and stop moving with a throw that only causes pain so you can't take your body and not get hurt.

And even if they get hit, they don't get upset, and then they aim for the gap after throwing it.

Hmph!

Quickly release the wrist you were grabbing and intercept it while lifting the ground.

Pigeon feet.

He jumped out of the ground, twisted his body at high speed, and his right foot kicked the baton, the first target.

After the second shot of the chase, he was playing his right hand and getting empty, aggressively trying to consolidate his defenses with his left hand.

But it's too late.

Slightly kicking your jaw with your left foot to sew through the defense gap causes you to fall off your knees after a few steps.

She tried to get up after that, but she couldn't get up well.

Apparently, I was able to add or subtract it and disable it.

It was less than ten seconds ago.

I suppressed two adults in an instant.

"... is your sister right, it seems more powerful than you can imagine. I hate to say that, but it must be that guy's son. I'm sorry I tried."

"No, you're trying to use a young man who doesn't know what to do from there. It's not that bad."

I'm fine with fighting if I don't want to kill in the first place.

This level of battle doesn't bother me anymore.

Tell Mr. Kimoe, who seems to be sorry, to raise his head and tell him that there will be no time.

"That's right, we don't have much time. I've heard from your sister that you're a pretty good fighter. I will rely on you for this matter. I'll move on to talk more about it."

The greeting was also told to get in the car, and the black clothes that were rescued and raised by my companions were taken to another car, and I could be put in the same car as Mr. Kimoe under the leader of the other black clothes that were waiting.

"I need to tell you about the history of my Phantom family before I can tell you how it happened, but I don't have enough time, so would you like to skip it?

"Yes, please."

Even if I talk about my mother's parents' house, I won't understand it, so I'll just listen to the main points now.

Mr. Mizue nodded in my reply and began explaining after putting aside his words.

"I don't know where they are, but it's a fact that they did it systematically. We are trying to achieve results in the form of bomb terrorism. There are a few problems, but the biggest problem is that many people die there and their souls mix up. So this time, I'm going to ask you to prevent this."

"A mixture of souls?

"To put it plainly, would it be easier to say that when many people die in that place, the spirit of the earth is overflowing?

"Yeah, well, somehow, so what's the problem? It's certainly a problem that many people die, but I don't think that's what Mr. Kiroe is talking about."

"Yeah, that's right. In this case, it is a matter of caution that the deceased remains. My Sagami family has protected several special seals for generations. This time, one of the seals is the road to the Land of the Yellow Spring."

"Is the path to the land of the Yellow Spring the way to hell?

"Yes, this is the country of the yellow spring. That said, it is not a main road like the Yellow Spring Hirazaka, but a route such as a way out or a side road. The road is narrow and rough. But it is true that it leads to the land of the Yellow Spring."

Speaking of yellow springs, it appears in Japanese mythology.

Hell.

The famous story is that Isanagi followed his dead wife Isanami to the Land of the Yellow Spring.

That is, the place where even God is said to go when he dies.

I had just finished this conversation with a smile if it was a brow saliva, but I can see from the recent situation that it is not funny joke.

Well, when I heard that the road to hell would open, one or two of them would be cold and sweaty.

"Our ancestors have a role to play in preventing and monitoring the catastrophes that come out of it, and that's what we do today."

I didn't think such a neighborhood was lurking everyday, but now I can't laugh at it.

In fact, we are talking to immortals, demons, and people close to Japanese monsters.

Unfortunately, the nerve that can make you laugh if what Mr. Kimoe is talking about is a lie is removed.

"If this incident takes its worst form, Japan will have the effect of spreading disaster. So to prevent the path that should not be opened in this world, we are also challenging ourselves fully, but there are fewer people who can use Yin and Yang paths and neurological powers due to the circumstances of yesterday, so I had no choice but to call even my sister who really had to run away."

And I can tell that the arm I put on my lap is tightly gripped, and it is so important that I can summon my sister who doesn't want to get involved in this case.

"Oh, so? What am I supposed to do? Whatever you say, I'm confident in my strength, but I don't have the strength to rely on such powers.

The expression is not distorted, but I feel a tingling when I am pregnant with anger.

Therefore, we need to correct the route before the story derails.

"Don't worry, I'm not expecting that. What I need this time is what you call a brace. We will be ready to seal in case something happens. So Jiro, along with his sister, has the artifact that we have prepared here, so I will hold it and ask you to suppress the killers."

If that's the case...

Then he gently grabbed the old wooden box placed beside the seat and loosened the lid of some glorious decorative string and offered it to me.

"What is this? Footbags?"

"Yes, this is the footbag of Waita Tenjin."

"... is it real?

"I'd like to say it's real, but this is a replica. But the effect is less authentic origami. This will allow you to run many times faster than your senses."

"No, then why don't you just use this to suppress someone other than me?

"If anyone could use it, I would have let them."

"What do you mean?

"As I said earlier, the decline in surgeons today is remarkable. To be honest, even that sister is understaffed to ignore her personality and let go."

My mother has much to say, but that free-spirited mother is passing by, and I listen silently thinking that one or two complaints will come out.

"There are only a few of us who can use this. However, those few people were also dispatched to other sites and could not be used. This is a shortage."

That's where the white arrow stood?

It's not divine to see, but it's a dish that makes you feel the clean atmosphere.

I heard it was a imitation, but it is still a dish related to God?

"I would have let my sister use it, but Jiro can use it without any problems, so I'll leave it to you."

Shut up and I'll take it seriously.

"I will give you other equipment locally. Please review this document now."

"This is..."

"Information from the police and formulas, the composition of the killer, the placement, and the structure of the bomb using God."

Afterwards, it was normal in modern times, but Mr. Kimoe dressed as a witch had a slightly uncomfortable item, and the information on the scene was listed when he was given a tablet and slided.

The more you read it silently, the less likely it is that the bomb will be sealed by normal means.

That's why it's called a cheat.

The material also describes the effects of foot pockets by people who used them in the past.

They estimate at least ten times faster, and at higher rates nearly thirty times faster.

However, the force applied to this footbag seems to be battery powered, and the effect time is limited.

You must be mindful of that.

That's how they brought me here.

"Is this where you left off?

"Yes, I'll meet you with the police from here. That's where the operation... came before it."

If a square with a heliport is the destination, the transfer from here would be a helicopter.

While feeling a slight unpleasant feeling, I was being explained, but Mr. Kimoe's expression that got out of the car became sharp and he looked up at the sky and told me that someone had come.

One helicopter approached and landed on the heliport before I knew who it was.

"Misty River! How are you, son? Hey, Ichiro, how long have you been here?"

"No, wait, I feel a little sick."

It was my parents who came out of it.

I see, you did come.

And I'm sure Mr. Kimoe's mood got worse.

Instead of being unable to read the air, my mother, who could not read the air, approached my mother, who was getting off the helicopter while dragging my father, thinking that it was definitely incompatible.

One word today.

Now, what's going to happen, right, only God knows?