Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

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"Phew..."

I exhale loudly when I put the paperwork I was looking through.

When it comes to captains and the like, it will always seem like work in the field, but in fact, a lot of paperwork will inevitably be included in the job with something like a branch manager who runs a branch called a single ship. It's like a middle-management position with a lot of authority and a lot of rewards but no involvement in the overall operation of the company.

And there's no escape anywhere.

Because you will always be in the boat during your voyage.

Especially this time, when it was said to be a port of call in a secure developed country in the corner, the instructions from above led to the opening of more than half of the berthing period to the public for the local people, and the vacation that should normally take place for a few days was gone.

Fortunately, unlike during my usual voyage, there was no turn for me except on the first day, but it is no different that it is an extra burden.

It would be in the mood to throw even stones, especially for the sailors who must always be careful during the voyage. I want to beat the crap out of my own people once.

Nevertheless, today is also the last day for that extra work.

In a few hours the general opening will be over, and tomorrow the ship will have to be serviced and replenished and checked, and the day after tomorrow the passengers disembarking and staying in hotels on the ground will also have to resume their return voyages.

If I could, I would have liked to take a few days off and take a stroll through the city of Tokyo, but I wouldn't mind telling you.

While I feel unexplained, I set aside my paperwork and take a seat.

The deputy captain will be working hard on it, but I shall keep it on patrol on board, too. It would be somewhat distracting.

I thought so and tried to walk out, I heard someone yelling from across the door and followed by a dry burst.

Shots fired! What happened?!

The tension ran, and the door opened abusively, regardless of me.

From there emerged an armed pair. One has an automatic small gun and the other has a pistol.

"What are you guys!

"Don't move! You're in charge of this ship, aren't you?

Who do I do, but I don't answer it, stick a gun in me, and a man demands it in English without a clue? There is no way to fight me when this happens.

When I raise my hands up and show no resistance, it's better to have a pistol around behind me and poke me in the back. Now there is nothing more to follow than adultery.

Leave the captain's office and enter the steering room as prompted.

There stood similarly armed men with small guns and pistols, and the sailors held their hands up against the wall.

Six or two sailors on the wall are missing.

Rob is bleeding and falling as he circles his gaze without moving his face.

"Hurrah......!

I almost screamed. The man who was behind me controls me by poking me in the back with a pistol.

Rob is groaning and holding his lower belly down. I still seem to have breath but it may not last long as it is.

Where did the other one go, that's what made me look even more glanced at was the sailor who was among the armed men and was exchanging words about something.

"Chief Sailor Zeed!

Jeed just shrugged his shoulder gently at me for raising his voice unexpectedly.

So I could imagine what had happened.

The steering room is locked so that no one without permission can enter.

To keep them safe, of course, but I'm guessing Jeed unlocked them and pulled them in.

"……… what is the purpose"

"Let them sail. Right away!

"! I can't do it right away. This ship is moored."

You can't move a ship this size right away. It's moored in a rope at the harbor, and it doesn't run like a car to get it running right away.

"The rope has already been removed. Hurry up!!

The men poke their guns at each other in a frustrating manner.

Decided I couldn't get any more excited. I decided to move the ship.

"Okay. Put the sailors in position. And Rob's hand."

"No allowance. Sailors go outside."

I want to prioritize treatment if I can, but won't that happen too?

Split down between the door and the opposite wall with the men holding their guns.

"Prepare to sail! Start the engine. Anchor up."

When I give the instructions, the sailors follow the voice and begin the operation.

But we don't have enough men to sail this Tokyo Bay.

Because I'm letting half the sailors take a vacation to match the port of call.

It's also a small boat, and it seems like there's no room for compromise for the men, even though it's too much to force the seven of us to sail, including me. We'll have to let them sail as slowly as we can.

Little by little, fifteen minutes after giving the instructions, the boat will disembark from the wharf.

"Hurry up!!

"Don't be impotent. It's not a small ship."

Speak as calmly as you can so as not to irritate them.

A call from the harbor has been ringing on the radio since earlier. I can't possibly be allowed to sail abruptly without notification, but I hate it. I can't afford to respond to it.

Generally, Jeed takes the radio, starts interacting somehow, and gives Mike to the man who's ordering me from earlier.

The man who received the microphone seems to be communicating their demands over the radio. And further ordered the passengers not to move on the onboard broadcast.

I think desperately.

What can you do as captain? What should we do?

I heard what they were after. But I don't even know how many people.

How do we get the passengers and sailors to shore safely?

There is no guarantee that we will be safe where promises have been made. No, considering they're terrorists, it wouldn't be surprising if all these ships blew themselves up.

What the hell can I do...

The thoughts while operating the ship are not complicated and never entangled.

There are many small ships as well as large ships in the Tokyo Gulf, where many ships come and go at night. The door of the steering room blew away with a roar as he turned his gaze slightly toward the men in a situation that he couldn't help but notice for a moment.

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I ran over the roof of the promenade with Saito in my arms and stepped down to the external aisle on the floor with the steering room at once using 'flying magic'.

"And I thought I was going to die..."

Saito can't move while he's stuck on the floor.

It's a nasty one. I guess I just jumped a little bit about 20 meters and ran at about 50 km/h and jumped up about 20 meters as well.

"Because I'm going to die! Because normally you die!!

"Shh! They're gonna find us."

Shut up Saito, who also tries to complain, and explore the signs around him.

Apparently, the steering room is on the other side of the hallway, which is just inside from the outside aisle.

There's a pair in the hallway, and in the steering room, hi-humi... heh, nineteen? You just don't know who's a sailor and who's not.

A gentle peek into the hallway through the window attached to the door of the external passage.

A pair of guys, a pistol? holding it in my hand. I'm looking at the other side. Maybe it's the stairs or the elevator. You don't seem to be paying any attention to this one.

Yeah. I guess I'm a terrorist from the atmosphere. I'd be surprised if that was the sailor.

"I'll go first, Saito will come later. Oh, and don't call me names."

"Wow, okay. Kashiwagi-san, be careful."

Take the lever of the door while being sent to Saito's words.

Apparently, it's not locked or anything. Well, is there no problem because there doesn't seem to be a staircase or anything in the external aisle?

Gently open the door so as not to make any noise.

I haven't noticed this one yet.

And I jump inside at full speed.

"Huh?! Gu!!"

In an instant, he packs the distance and blocks each mouth with one hand, knocking 'Thunder Strike' in.

He stiffened Bikun and his body before speaking out and then collapsed.

"Awesome. In an instant... Ko, did you kill him?

Saito comes over scared as he gives in and asks.

"No, you die... you don't. Yeah."

The heart is moving. Good.

I'll take it with me when I go to another world and use the extra tie band to restrain the men's hands and feet.

Exploring the signs inside the steering room is no different. Apparently they haven't noticed.

Well, what do we do?

The number of people was small, and I accidentally touched it directly and struck a thunderstorm, but there are many people in the steering room.

Thunder strikes can be used remotely, but ships are mostly made of iron. There are machines and so on. Can't we use them too much? If I break it, I may not be able to go back to shore.

Then it would be better to make contact and thunderbolt, but it would seem faster to smash it directly.

Check the placement of the person through the window of the door.

The people in the white uniform are probably sailors. That's pretty cool.

The little gun I saw in the back. Looks like it's the terrorists who have the pistol, and they're on the other side of the door. Clothes and stuff are falling apart.

Should we keep the sailors isolated by 'barriers' at the same time as we open the door and enter?

As far as I can see, there are nine sailors, including those who are down. The rest are ten good people in Kiri. Don't fix it.

I set up a big mess in my head and then I put my hands on the steering room door.

"... you won't open it."

"I think it's locked up to prevent outsiders from breaking in."

You think you're an outsider? Hazardous people are breaking in.

I can't help it. Let's open it up by force as an emergency evacuation measure.

... they won't say damages or anything later, will they?

"What are we going to do?

Saito asks me, having prepared the magic of "Barrier" and then slightly lowered the door in front.

What do you want me to do?

"That's what you decide!!

Kick the door almost at all costs as you answer. The door to the ship seems sturdy. If you don't decide in one go, it could be a hassle, and maybe it's the terrorists over there. I don't even fly to weird places.

Doggone!

The door blows with an awesome noise, which strikes directly at the terrorists who were right in front of the door.

"Huh?! Gah!!"

Jump in all at once as the rustle sounds and hang magic around the sailors.

Tata, tata, tata!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A small gun or pistol that would be reflexive is fired. But sooner than that, a pale, glowing wall appears in front of the sailors, and the bullet that hits it falls on the spot without bouncing.

I turn the sight sideways to the three men who were around the door first.

He grabs the head of the man who stands still and throws it at the other. Kick and crush the other leg in the gap being sandwiched by the wall and the flying man.

Stunning him with a thunderbolt while stepping on the face of a fallen man. Hit your head against the wall and don't move. Leave one alone and step on the other foot and both hands and shatter your bones.

The magic 'water polo' that I was preparing as I moved, as many as a person's head. There are three of them. Fly it to the man who was in the back.

The water polo hit each of the three men directly in the face and covered their heads softly with water.

I let go of the gun I had and desperately try to rip the water off my mouth, but it's no use. Let's get him drowned for a while.

I look around as I step on the two hip bones that were first blown away by the door.

There are two more people standing besides the sailors.

Throw while gripping the pistol dropped by a drowned man on one of them.

That's the man who raids and falls on his abdomen. Is there one person left?

Finally, I can afford a little.

"Hey, who is it?! Japanese police!

A man who was near a man who came in fine sailor's clothes at the moment shouts.

Bread your stomach to keep you quiet, then twist your arms up and keep your shoulders off. I have a lot to ask you later.

"Ki, what the hell..."

"Talk to you later. Now take these guys."

Rudder, steering wheel? sailor asks with his hand in his hand.

You're the captain, aren't you?

I "cure magic" to the extent that I don't die while restraining the men who are falling or being behind in my response.

"Oh, dangerous!!

Shortly after Saito's scream.

Bread! Bread!

A gunshot sounded.