Ippanjin Enpou Yori Kaeru. Mata Hatara Kaneba!

Even though there was a faint pale light, it was still night.

If the distance is clear, it is clear that it is difficult to see things without staring at them, and darkness can be felt to a certain extent.

The Far Beauty Multipurpose Culture Hall was packed for an additional Paradise Pixie Princess performance on this day, and some of the enthusiastic fans of the draw gathered outside the venue in search of a sound leak while watching the performance on their smartphones.

In other words, there were more than 10,000 people in and around this venue alone.

That's for sure.

After all, in an attempt to capture the enthusiasm, the press saw live broadcasts reporting around the venue before the event.

(In any case, there is too little sign of people....... at least, where did the fans go?)

After sneaking in, check the surrounding conditions.

It was observed crushingly to see if there was anything that would be a threat to the surrounding environment.

In the process, there was also a question in the corner of my head of what to do with the general public who would become "all hands and feet".

(It seems to be the right thing to move it somewhere. But with this kind of feeling, it doesn't seem like Hutu's mental state.....)

Even though it was hidden in a slightly taller implant, the clown mask seemed to float slightly.

During an investigation of the surrounding area, we found a number of obviously strange forgotten items.

(Backpack on smartphone, bag on bag...) You don't have to drop it on purpose.....)

It doesn't matter if you move around like that. It's easier to manage than to retrieve it, and if it's left unattended, the victim can just stick it in his pocket or carry a backpack. It's weird to leave them there on purpose. Even the bags may fall if one or two of them are in a hurry, but many of them have fallen across one side.

If you've been forcibly moved, there may be one or more traces of the mishap.

I am fortunate that I have not seen any traces of that so far. Many people are reluctant to be forced to do that.

Those who resist, those who run away looking at the gap. The higher the number of mothers, the more natural the number of molecules.

Then what is the most efficient way to do it?

A blow to show off. I'll hit you with one shot.

By properly knowing the relationship between up and down, you can understand the risk when it is right for you.

This is an easy way to do it in the past, now, and anywhere, and it's a proven way to do it in a fantasy place on the other side of the world.

I've seen some of these scenes, so I had the strange impression that there was no sign of such violence.

Worst of all, "about one or two victims" were even woven into the possibility of being left without being recovered.

There's not a single bloodstain on the ground.

Did everyone follow the instructions? No, that's not true.

(In other words, are you stuck in the concert hall? There is no sign of "human" in the vicinity since before.)

As a clown who sneaked into a sneaking mission, the most important thing to do is to check the position of the opponent.

Naturally, I used "Signal Sensing: Small" to get rough location information about the surrounding area.

Then, there is no one as brilliant as you.

In various places, although there are rattlesnakes on the main road, there is no one hostage to be rescued.

It wasn't hiding somewhere, hiding in a castle.

There really is no one "clean and clean" left.

While moving the location, I confirmed that no one would lick the outer edge of the hall by activating "Signal Sensing: Small" several times.

Is that possible?

It's only natural that someone is hiding to keep themselves safe.

You might think you're hiding out in the back with your keys on the door, looking around like a clown.

(Besides, the vigilance is too thin. even if you scrape them off from the ends or even if you take care of these guys who are just moving solo.....)

When I turned my gaze down a little, something was spreading there.

Although it is hidden from sight by the planted trees, it is the end of the starfish. I don't know if the word "corpse" is correct, but it is a testament to our control.

Whatever it is, keep an eye on it.

I hunted for a place that seemed to have a lot of blind spots.

A stealth skill from a completely hidden state, transporting the remains to this implant from the moment they are defeated to the point where they begin to collapse.

The point that this starfish originally guarded looks good from this location.

And I waited for a while, but nothing changed. The security routine doesn't change or increase in density.

I can also see the human rattlesnake a little further away, but the routine hasn't changed.

(The second one has disappeared, but there is no addition so far. "Are there any other rattles that seem to be moving..." It is impossible to fish when it is too late. It takes time to hunt one by one.)

It makes sense to think that the hummingbirds are gathering in that hall.

At once, I pushed in from the front and the plan of getting around came to me, but I was alone.

That stops me from thinking.

As expected, there was a lot of fighting going on. It's also scary when you think about the fatigue that you don't feel much about, but it comes at once at some timing.

Even if you're trying to calm down, you're sure to get some adrenaline just by being here in a sore spot. I don't want to be in a situation where my body suddenly comes out with a red card.

(Also, Akitoshi and Kensho...) I wonder if he's in the hall.)

Achitosi Surfis Garcia, Kenshaw Garcia in the group battle.

I'm not kidding.

I don't have the crazy idea of betting my life on such a losing game. At a minimum, it is too risky to penetrate it alone.

"Shit... I thought I could do it a little more."

It's fine to go in, but there's no one to protect so brilliantly, and there's only a few things you can do if you tell me that the enemy has nothing to do with it.

I tried to take it down, but if you ask me if anything happens from there, it won't happen.

(Do you move a little more boldly?... I'm scared, just a little. I feel like I'm pulling my hand and waiting for a trap. I am also concerned that there is no one around. Ghost Town, what a horror category)

There is no sign of resistance from the humans who may have been taken away.

I have also examined such sites.

Of course, there are many victims who take the form of obeying without futile resistance, but even so, there are still some traces left. There is a human trail that moves irresistibly.

There are no such marks left at this scene, and in the whole area examined.

(If there is one, the line is that it moved spontaneously.... is it possible to hypnotize something?)

I dropped my phone and bag and my belongings nicely. I have also been driven by the capture of sorcerers who committed such troublesome crimes during training. From the experience at that time, I don't feel that it is similar as a feature if I was consciously taken to follow simple instructions.

(But hypnosis, which acts so extensively, in modern society? And there's a lot of them. At least if you add the people in the hall, it's worth more than ten thousand. Even if the Japanese are normal, it is not a number that can be suppressed if it becomes a riot. Is there a level of surgeon here who can control that number?)

To the best of clowns' knowledge, hypnotic skills are still there. A technique that takes away a certain degree of free will and manipulates it as it pleases. The powerful user was considered a threat. In this society, there is also the concept of hypnosis as a discipline that ranges from entertainment to chirping.

That being said, both of them remain in a small group of individuals or limited groups.

"I don't think you can do anything like that individually..."

(... ah? Huh? Wait, wait, wait!?)

Hmm, I remember as I thought about it. In order of recent events.

This large-scale magic ceremony was deliberately laid in the heart of Yuanmei City. The pesto mask child said that it should be difficult to deploy even if it was interfered with by various things.

But it was solved by the interference of that damn cursed stone. From the results, it seems that there are multiple cursed stones arranged radially from the center point of Yuanmei City. I thought it was just to use it to maintain this big stupid birdcage.

Do you bother to prepare it in advance and use it only to "maintain" the "barrier"? Even though "Knight" used to play with his power skills, and the government also had a countermeasure for that when I was at Ginkaku Academy?

On top of that, I could see the involvement of Nemo Loess and True Blue. The material that Ishima and the others showed us as their contacts. A list of disgusting people called the Oracle Power of Emerging Religions. And the actual report and feelings from Aine Kellogg, who was called Kero-chan.

Among them, Melanie Kellogg, my sister, said that she was religiously insane to the extent that her faith and heart seemed to be renewed. Various events at the scene of the alleged serial hunting murders.

(...... Melanie Kellogg talking about onee-san. Sure, she's beautiful, and if she's a man, she might go for a walk.... hey, he's not doing anything, but he's suddenly getting hot. At least it was a long boat. How does he know her? That's not what I'm talking about, is it? How could she possibly be that hard to communicate with? It's not like she's a country beauty sooner or later.)

I'm not saying that the longboat is not attractive.

Whatever his contents, he is purely money. Some people may have a disgusting face here, but I can affirm that economic power is one of the attractions. Whether people like it or not.

Small, tall, macho, slim, gentle, with leadership, smart, wild, it would be different, and the economic power is in the ranking of attractiveness. There are people who don't care about this, and there are people who think that it is important, but there are people who definitely think that having assets is an element of attraction.

In other words, there is a reason why the longboat side falls in love with Melanie.

It was a comic-barrier guy who didn't do well with his family, not to mention his ex-colleagues. It was Melanie who came in contact with me.

However, the beauty who had suddenly appeared to the Japanese in a very distant world asked me if I could believe it so easily.

Yes, the main point of the story is whether such a suspicious beauty suddenly appeared and did not suspect that it was not for money.

The right to choose The right to be chosen is not only on the side of Melanie, the beauty of the world. Generally, the same amount is found on the long ship side of the judgment that the ship is not fit for society.

For the record, I don't think many of the presumed victims would believe in such a suspicious human being as a long ship.

Unless there was some kind of urine.

It does not belong to the individual preference of beauty's coloring incense. Because there are individual likes and dislikes.

She has “something” that makes her a zombie without any questions.

(That's the last one....... Shit, that's why!)

Grinding, gnashing my teeth.

That high-rise apartment at the scene of the second incident. Lost technology in this world: the magic reproduction plan, a magic tool that began operation from what happened at the scene.

A civic auction venue that reminds me of takoyaki.

At that time, it wasn't the wooden bracelet-type magic tool that was left in the semi-complete product.

At that time, even if it was evil that stood out, it was that broken bookcase-type magic tool that should have gone to get it. And more than that, it was a crazy textbook for missionary purposes of the old religious organization that contained it. That's when I thought it was good to get what we needed.

That was the time to divide our destinies.

"That bookcover...!" I thought it was a book that looked like shit, but it was shit in a different way. "

Gently, I hit my fist at a nearby tree.

Now I know. No, guesses have finally caught up with reality.

Whether or not you need such a strange bookcase for a good book that you can't bother to use. I thought the longboat was a collector of old rare books, but it wasn't a long boat I needed. Melanie Kellogg, Oracle Power, and the True Blue connected to it.

They were probably right to think that the bookcase itself was broken.

It was true that the surgical circuit was broken.

However, with the help of the "Demon King", it was proved that circuit repair was actually possible.

... I wonder why they mistook me for a pioneer.

The backup of the Shiroishi group, which has gold, the knowledge of the "Demon King" Hiroshi Yanagi, and the technical fusion by Dr. White Run are all supported systems.

That's why I didn't think of it.

It's not strange that someone started before that.

The loess that connects with True Blue. I'm sure they can do it now. The stones were made by the humans on their side. Using it, it was restored by the nuisance loess who was familiar with the occult.... I can, I guess I can.

And the insane book of preaching of an old religious group. To spread their crazy faith to ordinary people who show no interest at all.

(I should have thought about why the contents were “that” before I said nonsense!)

That's probably a Triceratops. Isn't it the instruction manual?

In other words, the hypnotic magic tool that can collect faith with supernatural power, and its instruction manual. Even if it is written in a way that is difficult to understand, I should have had time to examine the content and try it out.

In the set of violent hypnosis (hypnosis) magic tools, a woman with hypnosis (hypnosis) ability to favor herself, and the construction of a large formation that can expand the effect range of the "barrier" in kilometers.

I can already imagine what the concert that is being held today in Todome will be like if it is loaded with super enthusiastic fans who are about to become a kind of trance.

The reasoning that connects us afterwards.

Most of them are motivated.

"This day, this place, this timing." I thought you were totally going to fuck me! "

The arrangement was completed. At this rate, some of the people who set up the papyrus concert here are associated with the terrorist group.

And a man of power or gold in a very high position.

Thinking of it that way, it's a bad idea.

"Shit, seriously. Are you sure you want to do something?! Honestly, where does this end?"

I can't move while brushing my teeth.

I don't think they'll be ready for a single break-in anymore.

But I really feel like I've lost time.

I could even hear the rest of the hourglass flowing through my ears.

In the midst of it all.

Hmm?

The sky looked up casually.

The sensation of being sharpened in the tense tension must have captured the subtle change.

Something that I thought was hallucinating might have been the sound.

(Something, something coming?)

Beyond the "barrier" membrane that covers the sky.

To see through it, another "barrier" gets in the way.

But is it because of the superhuman feeling of the clown that I noticed it?

Or is it because it was a way to fly too far?

".....!!"

"Eek!?"

There is a terrible sound of discharge once echoed.

The sound is the sound of something coming into contact with the "barrier" on the outside of the first photo.

And the sound is getting louder and louder.

Scatter, scatter, scatter!!!!

They're breaking through the first and second "barrier" and something's coming in.

Judging from the situation, it seems that it is not an official visit.

I mean, at least we're in a different position than True Blue.

The "barrier" that is forcibly pushed and spread is distorted.

Something in the form of a box is slowly sinking into contact with the "barrier". Is it about the size of a microbus?

Of course, in the meantime, the discharge sound never stops ringing.

(No, I thought you wanted something different!! What the hell is that?! You must be out of your mind!?)

Just now, a clown scratches his head when he sees something that forcefully pushes into the "barrier" while making a fierce assertion that "I'm coming".

The sound echoed around her, and the sound of her depositing her body on a standing tree was annihilated for a moment.

It is him who screams in his heart with accusation, but it is not the line of the human who, as a theory in the first place, has beaten the "barrier" directly from the front through the television camera of the national live broadcast.

Besides, you don't have the right to say that he was captured by a camera twice, not once.

I'm sure everyone but him will say no.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

I looked up at the sky in a daze and thought, "What the hell is that?"

Sacrifice! Sacrifice!

Damn, damn!

With the momentum of what stealth spray used to be, I jumped out of the hidden implant and rushed out at once without worrying about the sound of footsteps.

"This dumb-ass!" Hey, it's a blur, I'm ahhh!! "

Lightly tap your clown mask while you run.

I put a drink in my missing head.

What were you looking up at the sky for an instant and thinking about?

"Run, run, run!"

Drive through the prominent streets with all your strength. It doesn't matter if it was confirmed by camera or visual inspection or if it was hidden until a while ago.

Such a stunning, far more intelligible alarm system rang out at the gun.

There is no point in still hiding in this situation.

Then you should go all at once while that full-blown mirror ball shines. As our alertness increases, our peripheral alertness will continue to plunge into that easy-to-understand objective.

(Then we'll burst into it all at once! You found out anyway!? Why are you so flabbergasted? Oh, my God! I'm serious, I'm really dumb!!)

Gain enough distance before kicking the ground.

I leaped onto the guardrail and raised my hands toward the dot.

Blur, grabbing something with his hand in the black mantle.

"Ahh, it's over!! If it doesn't, it's not going to happen!"

With a firm grip on his waved hand, Oga Zanbar "Rock Crushing is Sky".

And at the falling point of the high jumping clown, I sneaked up to the spot where I had just observed it.

With a frustrated and distracted scream, I waved it down.

"Come on!! Let's go, let's go!!"

Gradually...!!

Lands on a beautifully split human rattlesnake, or a flying kick, and lands on it.

And he ran as he stepped on what was a rattlesnake.

The destination is the entrance dedicated to the concert hall personnel.

The clown rushed through without even looking back at the trampled human rattles.