Entering a Company From Another World!?

"Let's go, Jiro."

Copy that.

The countdown at the beginning of the year was only a few hours ago, and now the countdown to the start of the operation resonates with your ears.

I smiled bitterly at the different counts, but the words were hidden in my chest, and I threw my body into the air to match the countdown that I could hear from the ear microphone worn in my right ear.

As soon as I threw myself out of the helicopter, I learned to float, and my body fell in line with gravity.

Naturally, it doesn't slow down as it is, but it accelerates rapidly, and if it stays this way, it storms into the bright square, leaving a cruel result.

There is no falling device on the back, such as a parachute.

This is the result of having minimal equipment to be lightweight and to be able to act quickly afterwards.

That's why it doesn't keep falling without doing anything.

"Power Cut"

While visually measuring the distance to the ground, audio streamed from the ear microphone, and the bright sights that had just taken place were suddenly darkened to make a sound.

Looks like we lost power on the lights as planned.

There's a lot of noise downstairs, so there's no turning back now.

And from here on out, it's better than feeling.

"Operation Started"

At the same time, I can hear voices from the ear microphone again.

In the meantime, I was about to come into contact with the ground, but I counted the time to land on the ground in my heart, and the timing was perfect.

Kill the impact of the landing as it flows.

Successfully landed by spreading the impact through your feet, knees, and shoulders while covering your head.

There's no practice, there's no shit, it's a bump.

However, last year's experience of how to move the body enabled the technique.

It was a moment when I thought humans quit.

Well, I wonder if it's a technique that my mom can do if she experiences it around doing it fine, but right now.

……

Think about extra things later and focus on what you need to do.

The landing noise went to its limit, but it didn't go off.

Looking around, there must have been someone who noticed something.

Beyond the Night Vision scope is a group of criminals who are worried about whether to push or not to push the switch with the wandering general public.

As I watched the sight, I felt my feet reacting to the acceleration that it couldn't be helped if I stayed still. At the same time, I rushed out with all my strength.

Instead of cutting the wind, he penetrated the wind and ran through it like a burst of wind and ran straight to one of the killer groups.

That said, their spacing is narrow.

There are others two meters away.

Get rid of it before it gets dark quickly and before you get directions from the main culprit.

Ugh

Defeat as many as the opponent is worried about.

And how to defeat them.

In this case, there are many ways to lose consciousness and incapacitate, but the fastest is a quick-death technique that stops the roots of your breath.

But I can't use it this time.

Mr. Kiroe also told me to avoid NG as a last resort.

Then the armor that uses electricity such as stun guns is also raised, but since electronic devices are used in the bomb, it cannot be used because it may affect the detonation part.

It's unfortunate that I can't use a movie trick like slapping my neck and fainting.

To be precise, it can be done in a way that crushes the spinal cord without killing it and leaving a sequelae, but that's terrible.

However, it takes time to carefully tighten each and every one of them with a tightening technique.

Then tell me what to do.

Twaaa

This is a fantasy organization.

There is no need to rely solely on physical moves.

Oh, needless to say, there is something unexpectedly convenient.

Speaking of which, members who can use magic such as Suela and Memoria will use magic to induce sleep or lose consciousness through hypnosis.

There were similar substitutes in Japan.

I can still hear one person falling asleep.

There is a tag on his face.

Bill.

It is a consumable that depicts the technique used by Yin Yang Master.

Different specifications are drawn depending on the application, but this time we have prepared lower-level substitutes among them.

It is a product with excellent mass productivity and high frequency of use.

I have the same substitute in my hand.

If you are involved in Yin Yang Road, a sleeping card prepared by Mr. Kimoe, it seems that the preliminary card is not very effective for the talented opponent, but the amateur opponent can have such an effect.

That's why it's so powerful that you can't wake up, even if you slap your face with a slight stretcher.

When I heard that people with insomnia occasionally used it, I laughed inside me as if it was for medical use.

This makes it a little rough, but it helps me stick the tag to my face like a jiangshi.

Approach at high speed and turn around in one shot.

Even if I show you how it's done, I'll be fine if I shoot you in the hole.

That way, you can force him to sleep later.

It's that simple.

I don't think anybody can do this, so I don't have to be.

But I also have a feeling about my mother.

I can't be alarmed.

"What, what's going on!?

A middle-aged salesman looks around, but his hand is holding the bomb switch.

You just said you wouldn't explode because it doesn't explode around you.

"No!?

However, there is an atmosphere where the trembling appearance is likely to be pushed by some kind of clap.

That should be avoided.

I quickly picked up the pebble and threw it at his hand.

Make sure the switch is off on the back of your hand and stick the tag on your face.

This is the fourth person.

If we keep this up, we'll be able to contain it in less than ten seconds.

There is no one who can see us.

Then continue to suppress quickly.

No gunshots or blows were heard, and even if it sounded, it ran faster than that sound and ran faster than anyone else to suppress it one after the other.

"Comrade!!

But it seems that there was one person who understood what to do in this darkness.

"Light up the darkness! The Holy Flame, given to my comrades, makes this earth...."

Everyone here understands what this means.

And I understand that what was held in the man's hand is the switch to detonate this bomb.

But I waited for this timing.

The man who gave this speech should undoubtedly be the first to suppress this incident.

But even if we know the approximate position of this darkness, once we're out of sight, it's a little troublesome to find.

We landed nearby so we wouldn't lose sight of it.

And it was stuck at the edge of my vision.

Well, I suppose we should have suppressed it first, but that wasn't enough.

"This commotion was not planned by the man who appeared to be the main culprit."

Mr. Kimoe may be honest with that fanatical speech, but he didn't think he was ready for this plan or material.

The more I looked into it, the more I found out that the people I could confirm were not very different from the general public, and the man who was the main offender making the speech was only in a suspicious religious group, otherwise he was just a man who ran his own business.

The management does not seem to handle suspicious things either.

Then there should be a thread pulled from the back, and if possible, Mr. Kimoe says he wants you to swim a little and explore the back.

So I suppressed a group of criminals in an easy-to-understand position.

Suddenly in trouble, let the killer swim in the disturbance, the surveillance waiting over the sky will look behind it, and I or my mother will go to suppression.

If there is a technique that looks like the main offender contacts someone or confirms something.

It was only a few dozen seconds, but it must have been a chance.

However, the opportunity ended in vain.

Whether the opponent is better, or if there is no one who planned this disturbance, the time limit has come.

The opponent is filled with the desire to detonate the bomb, but it can't be helped.

"Suppress"

Simply say one word to the destination and activate the power of the artifact to the maximum.

If you want to think about the rest, you should leave room, but the opponent is always pushing the switch, and the moment is likely to kill you every second.

I can't afford it.

So I rushed out with all my might.

Repeated melee battles slowed down the flow of time and gave me the feeling of accelerating my consciousness.

Again, as you focus and sharpen your senses, the sight in front of me begins to flow slowly.

I guess you're in the zone that the athletes say you're in.

I decided to do it.

With that alone, the feeling that the flow of time has slowed down wears your body, and the mouth of the man making the speech slowly slows down.

"Ghoa, mi, ko, sa, ma"

And it's only too late in me, just for a moment from the other party.

Accelerated by the instruments of God, my shadowed fist transforms the expression of the man with a trance smile into a face of anguish in that instant.

The cockroach and my left hand break the wrist of the main character, and the right hand is stuck in the belly of the man.

These are just two events.

After grasping the zero drop switch from the left hand, and checking that it collapsed and stopped moving, the next time it hit the surrounding.

The main character suddenly became incapable of resurgence.

A fanatic loses his head.

That's because nobody thinks about it.

He is right, so long as he obeys his words.

Obedience, blindness and delusion, these three elements make people abandon the act of thinking.

So you don't know what to do on your own.

Neither will they succeed in their will nor push the detonator switch to accomplish this disturbance.

Such an opponent is no different from a wooden boy.

Not if the command was interrupted by taking the attitude of giving instructions and listening to them.

He rushes to his stunned opponent, basically aiming at his wrist, presses around with care not to push the switch, folds the wrist of the last person, sticks a tag on his face, and finally finishes the work.

And look around.

This is the stage for the event.

My mother waved her hand from afar and told her that the men who had landed elsewhere had been successfully suppressed.

Well, I can't help sighing in relief.

Even though I switched to working consciousness, I'm not nervous.

It's not relaxing, it's a feeling that lightly calms your breath.

And in the meantime, I'll be vigilant, but it looks like we got it under control.

Did the atmosphere spread to the surroundings, or did the general public shrink and keep quiet?

It's about time the electricity was restored.

Then we don't need to stay long, so let's remove the main man's gear and drag him out of here.

"Ah, that cop?

I thought so, but I'm afraid I can hear you talking to me.

When I looked at you, I saw a group of people on the stage.

There was a television crew and a group of celebrities I had seen before.

Could it be one of the announcers?

Someone I knew looked at me.

I thought the battle had suddenly gone quiet, and I heard a groan in the dark.

It's normal to think something happened.

He must have held his hand on his chest and shouted out his courage.

"That's right. We've got the killer. The lights will be restored in a little while. Rest assured."

It's really different, but it creates extra confusion when it comes to saying it's different here.

In order to reassure you, I made a loud noise over the mask, but let me do such a thing.

"Good."

"We're saved."

Do you know I'm a police official, or do you know that the killer has been suppressed?

The voices of the women who first heard it began to echo, thinking that the case had been solved first.

The terrorists attacked us, so there's nothing we can do about it.

"Stay still for a while for safety. The killer may still be lurking."

I wonder if I can add water to the feeling of security, but if I keep going, there is an atmosphere that seems to be walking around, so I will keep the nails closed for now.

It's also a problem to see me.

Everyone, please begin to evacuate. Power will be restored in three minutes. Move to the designated point until then. The killer should seal the movement with a tag. The police will arrest you. "

Roger that.

Follow the instructions from your ear microphone.

I will respond after the other members have replied.

Phew, I exhaled a sigh of relief, and I thought maybe my mother's hunch had come off after all.

"Haha"

That's when it happened.

I heard the laughter in my ear when I was instructed to put a tag on the main character who was still moaning.

The laughter was faint enough to sound empty, but the alarm to not miss the laughter inside me rang.

Was it a coincidence or was it because you were training?

Either way, looking at the direction of the laughter in order to explore the sound source, I saw a sparkling light on the other side of the group of celebrities that were relieved and rejoicing in each other's safety, just between them.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You"

It was stubborn to move aggressively.

It moved smoothly and broke into the body of sparkling light.

I looked at the back of my hand and the impact I felt over the protector with the iron plate, distorting my face.

Eyes shining brightly in the darkness, and a smile like the moon.

Yeah, I know.

I tried, but I didn't expect it.

Normally, I wouldn't do that kind of thing with Guillotine, but I think it would be better to look at the way my face was captured by the movement of my eyes and not even expect a conversation.

Jiro! Be careful! Something strange is mixed up. "

"Yeah, I'm on my way to the front right now."

While listening to my mother's warning, I gently spread my gaze around.

Like the presence in front of you, you're standing loosely like a ghost, with crazy eyes like the ratio of the fanatics you just saw.

Such a presence appears here and there, and the screams echo over it.

"Ahhh!

I went down with my left hand and there was no increase or decrease to the small dagger that was still trying to push in.

There is no sign of letting go of the murder weapon just by making a clicking sound.

If I hadn't protected him, the announcer in the back would have sunk in blood.

I can feel such a mixed madness.

Damn it, if the bomb doesn't work, then we'll do our best next.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice in this land."

The man in front of me is saying something with bumps, but I don't think that word makes sense in itself.

But why did these guys show up at this time?

If you had a bomb anyway, you'd be more efficient if you hid and exploded.

"No, are these guys stirring up fear?

I think you're better, and we might have been surprised, but soon I realized that the other party's purpose was different.

And while I was thinking about it, one person and one person stood up, and the murder weapon was held in one hand.

"Damn it!"

It is more obvious than looking at fire where it will swing down.

Suppressing the bomb would have been the end of the battle, and now I'm going to throw myself into the battle while sheltering this hostage.

And then...

"Did you get my mom's guess?"

I realized that this disturbance was quite deep-rooted.

One word today.

Don't do things you're not used to.