Kimama ni Tokyo Survive

When you open the door, a clean and large room awaits.

There were more than a dozen people there, and the white board on the wall was filled with words and symbols that I didn't understand. Looking back, I said, "I'm not asleep."

Hello woosu

So I raised my hand like an idiot and tried to speak up. Uh, you didn't hear back from me?

Everyone looked at each other as if it were this person, but they were all the same to you who came late. [M]

"Wakabayashi-kun, I can't believe this guy!

"Yes, I just told you on the phone, 'A, my ally'."

Oops, they spit out a moaning voice, and then they feel relieved. When I saw that face, I felt pink. I can't believe people like me are happy to be here. There's no research going on.

After the so-called Shibuya accident, it was good until the emergency headquarters was installed early. But they said, "Find out more so you can announce it to the citizens! That's why they're shaking it up.

The upper ones look away, the lower ones look at hell. Along with making pyramids, I think it's a sight everywhere. I honestly feel like I don't want to be near these people even if I'm wrong. I just touched it.

My hand was squeezed.

"Mr. A, thank you for coming! I'm the director here. No, I'm surprised. I apologize for not noticing immediately that the atmosphere is different from the video. Sit down, sit down. Here."

Oh, I see. I've disabled the Swordsman, so I've changed my stature. In that sense, it would also be a good disguise. I don't think it's the same person just by wearing such a cheap wig.

But how did the college kids I met know it was me? I even wore a Met.... well, no.

The man I was referring to had thin hair, but in the past few days he had killed more roots. The waist is soft, but it only seems like you're inviting me to take you somewhat forcefully to the table, "Come into the Death Martch with me."

It's very dangerous, but I'm going to do an important mission here. It's a very ecological maneuver where you don't have to struggle and only taste good. Ah, ecology has nothing to do with it.

As soon as I sat in the indicated chair, coffee and so on came out. It was a little cold today, so I'd like to thank you.

We are still gathering a lot of attention from researchers, and we look around and ask questions.

"Oh, you guys look terrible. So, what do you know about the monster?

Before answering, he looks at you lightly. [M] He's not a great guy or anything, but nodding back gives him a relief. Probably meant not divulging information to the mass trash. I'm not leaking it. I don't want you to get any closer.

"I don't know what to do with... the wreckage. However, as far as the tissue body is concerned, it is very unbelievable that it moves, let alone attacks people. I can't even see a trace of intelligence."

"Hmm. You're not taking any live samples?

"Um, please don't be so rude. We deal with the crime scene at our own risk, but we can't capture it easily."

Loosely you came in and denied it, but as far as I'm concerned, it's just "asshole." There is no way that foreign countries are not involved in this situation. They must be demanding the same.

But only on the surface, I said, "Really? - It's hard, isn't it?"

They are researchers and prefer to be honest with each other like animals and harmless mice. That's why I wear a cat so loose you can pull your cheek. [M]

"Yes, I might be able to help you. The wreckage that was said to be useless, it has only one power."

He talks like that while drinking zuzu and coffee.

The proposal was dramatic. They in the lab slowly stop arguing and the silence fills the room. The gaze gathered is full of curiosity, and I am the only one who can tell you the answer so far.

Let's sit back and teach them like teachers. I smiled at them with plenty of room.

There are three "nest" wreckages on the table.

There seems to be more, but is it enough for a demonstration? I didn't think I could be rooted out from the beginning. There are other laboratories, so let's gradually take them away. Wait, superior armor. We're almost there. Heh heh.

With a quiet face on the surface, I move the square case with my heart dripping. Then I'll explain what it looks like to them in line.

"I fought a monster in the Shibuya accident. Why I confronted so many victims is because I gained special power."

Yes, yes, several hands go up. I turn my hand to a tall, skinny man and say, "Please."

"What exactly is that power? Is it abstract, or is it something we can see right away?"

"I think you'll see soon enough. The weapons in the footage, the armor and so on."

Turning a blink of an eye, the LCD monitor shows Gizmo's best friend fighting his death. I've never seen a shield deployed instantly, a black sword that shoots at it, or anything like that in this world.

Rather, it was a source of trouble.

I didn't know, but the stationary camera in front of Shibuya station is running for 24 hours, so everyone can watch it. That's a famous sightseeing spot in the city.

Thanks to this, not only in Japan, but also abroad, the bang was shown, and "A" quickly became the person of the time.

However, it is also aided by the low camera accuracy and, as I mentioned earlier, the atmosphere changes due to the invalidity of the swordsman. I found out my face again, but I can't replace my stomach. My appetite sensors are sometimes big.

Mr. A, what is a monster? Is this a living thing?

At that time, another person asked me. He had a pale face and was about to fall. I'd rather go home and take a bath than ask such a question.

But I can't answer that question. Because I still don't know, and they're the ones who have to look into it.

Instead, I smiled back. Turn your hands to the material in a dimly lit room and speak to them with a childish look.

"Monsters are monsters. He hasn't been on Earth before, and you mustn't think with common sense. Find out who you are with a flexible mind. This is how you collect materials."

They stopped at once. I drew a blue line and gathered the material in my hands from a remote "nest." Instead, the wreckage fell into ruins and sand at once.

Was there an average level 3? The material I had was slightly heavy. There was only one core magic stone, but only a bullet (barrette) of dark gravel fell to the floor without being grasped.

"This is...!!

"Material, I call it. Combine these to create special items and fight monsters... oh, excuse me."

I picked up the material that fell on the floor with my right hand and left hand on the opposite side put the material in a pocket. It's a magic application, but they don't even notice it when they're focused on talking. It would be superfluous if I had a dice-like material in my hand.

"This is heavy. Much heavier than lead. What do you say, how much money you got?

"That's about it. But I've never seen a metal of this weight in this color. Material... is this the material? Mr. A, what was the item you mentioned earlier?

I laugh at the smell as if it were a good question. But I was thinking of something completely different inside, and I was laughing like this.

Ufufu, they're stupid. I don't care if I use the materials I've collected from taxes to improve my skills. Ahhh, the party's starting.

Well, as a research institute, I guess I was happy to finally take a step forward. First, I will create a shield that will be most surprising, and actually let them touch me. In the meantime, assemble the parts to expand the shield, and in exchange, have them retrieve the "nest wreckage".

"Wow, wow! Wahaha, look, I don't know how it works!

"Next, let me touch you! Please!

Whoa, big grown-ups are like kids. No, but it's oyster! Shields that combine with are chaotic cupcakes. It will be as strong as the manhole lid when assembled.

They talk enthusiastically about the missing energy source or the floating principle. It was so enthusiastic as to blow away sleep shortages and so on, as long as I was happy to improve my machining skills smoothly. Yeah, it's great to be able to roll them on your hands as you like.

As he sat on a chair and successfully developed his material collection and processing skills, a man sat down next to him. It was you who laid me a new coffee. [M]

"If you push too hard, you won't get out of here."

"Hmm, it's your job to do something about it, right?

Leaving it for a while, he returned a bitter smile.

Their research has progressed, but only a man named Goto holds the key. It seems that he was worried that it was not a very good thing.

But for us, that's what worries him. There is also a thank you for asking, and when I pull his sleeve, I whisper as advice.

"Rather, do you really understand? How much you can surround a capable person like me will change the future."

"What does that mean...?"

You drank the word "meaning" loosely. [M] Then, he stood up in an unexpected manner. I told him because he seemed to have a long standing. What the future is expected to look like.

"Really, that's what I mean...!

"Sit down. I won't be able to do anything in a day."

A man named Goto was strong enough to sweat gently and sit on his chair. I've solved a big case, and now I'm becoming the man of the day. It's taken up on TV like a day in a row, but the identity of the woman is still unknown.

However, there will be dozens, or even hundreds, of people who will grow up as much as that. Think of the scene. It's easier to imagine a rather troublesome situation than killing Gizmo.

In that sense, he said at the coffee shop, "If I see a warm guy, I'll ask him if he can help me." And then I came through with him. I knew it was loose, that's what I thought.

Hu and he exhale deeply. Then I rubbed between my eyebrows and made a tired voice.

"Anyway, isn't there anyone better than Goto-san?

"That's not true, is it? Now we're taking advantage of our time and position, but there will be people who specialize in strength. But I think we need research institutes like these, and I'll be working with them in the future."

At least for now, it's a win-win relationship. I would like to be a blacksmith enough to make armor.

And the possibilities are still thin, but I want them to be active in terms of improving the items they have created.

While thinking about it, I crushed the paper cup.

Rain particles are still falling on the windows. I looked up blurrily at it wiping away from the wiper.

Attached to his hand was a new piece of equipment, a dark gravel gauntlet, which was secretly given to him by the station chief on his way home.

Of course, it would have meant that we would like you to continue to cooperate in the future, but I think it is unusual for people like him to be serious.

Because the material was acquired by throwing taxes and is naturally the property of the country.

Thank you for today. This will help us in the battle ahead.

I can't forget the look on his face when he gave me the bag.

Even the small hands worn looked metallic, but the feeling of touching the skin was as organic as bone. It's tight, but not that uncomfortable. It's okay to stretch and bend your fingers.

"I got it."

"That's good. The director over there is a fan of Goto. I've seen the battle for the Shibuya accident, and I've heard before that I can't forget it."

Yeah, some guys are weird. You fought like a gorilla back then. But I'm honestly glad to have something useful.

I'm a little worried about the groove on the back of my hand. There is a square block around the wrist that extends straight from it.

Hmm? While thinking about it, move your wrist so that the groove is straight. Then he made a small noise with the chin, and the groove became straight.

I wonder what this is. It feels like it gets caught in my fingers...

The moment I pulled my finger, the windshield turned pure white. Of course, my head and your head have turned pure white. What's left in my ear is an ejection sound called Zudong, and there's a big fist hole in front of me...

"Wow, ahhhh!

A sudden brake was applied, and the car stopped just before it collided with the pole.

It is a small hand of dark rubble (Barrett Gauntlet). On your right hand is a gimmick that fires bullets.

Well, well, well, well, well, well, well! Like that, I'm going to slap my mouth.

Why don't these guys give us a report before it's too late? Report, Contact, Consult! Never forget that!

After this, I lowered my head many times to you who stood still in the rain. [M] He said the loan was still there.

I'm so sorry! I kept apologizing as I got wet.

Heh heh heh heh!