I don't remember how many years ago that was, the Evening Moon, but only then.
(Let's go watch that movie after this job)
Shortly after I thought so, I spilled a laugh of self-derision.
What a funny thing to think about the future when you're supposed to be throwing yourself into battle for a place to die.
Sometimes the day's work was harder than I imagined. There is no hope of a sunset moon today, as much as I hoped I could lose my life in battle.
The request was the end of the boss and executives of the information organization Whiplash. In conclusion, the work itself ends in failure.
Whiplash is an organization that only operates news sites, even if it is an information organization. Never buy information from an individual, but never sell it. Freelance informants also frequently bring information to whiplash.
Institutional paper sites for residents of back streets also operate other information organizations, but only specialize in boulders, whiplash sites are large, and information sites that are freely viewable by residents of back streets have the largest amount of information and boast the most visits.
And it is not uncommon for scoops that are not convenient for individuals or organizations to be posted. As a result, people in the organization may be targeted. This is the right time.
The client was an executive of the President pickled in formalin. Many executives of a formalin-pickled president wear apparent work and two bunches of grass shoes. The top executives of the organization choose those who want to become executives from among the members and entrust them with the planning and management of the event, but it is difficult to dare to choose those who also have considerable standing on the street.
The client was a businessman on the front street, so even if he was featured on a site that only the residents of the back street saw, he felt a sense of crisis and hostility that his evil deeds had been exposed, and requested the killing of a whipping boss and an executive in the rainbow forest evening moon, a starter known as one of the legends that lived even in the back street.
Personally, it was a job I didn't like the evening moon, but I only took it once.
Sunset Moon poked their whereabouts and boarded them, but only the information organization was on the boulder, and they knew from somewhere that Sunset Moon had been hired, and for a short period of time they hired the backstreet handlers to gather them as escorts to Aegis.
"Mantaro Tanaka, Thunder Cider, Ryuichiro Zazake, Kamewasaki, Kabadiman, you look like that."
Eleven o'clock at night. The sunset moon had an invincible grin in front of the rough shops on the back street, who welcomed him in front of Azit. There are quite a few people who know each other. Some have worked together, some have drunk. Some did not know, but others knew their faces and names because they were known as handymen, even if they did not know them directly.
It was a sunset moon that made me so happy with the fact that they were collected only for me.
"It's not just this, it's in there."
"Right. Then let's wait for him to come out."
"Is it not enough for us? Don't get overwhelmed. The person in charge is separated outside and inside."
That's what a familiar beginner says and laughs intimately.
"Right. Then let's see if it makes you feel better."
Drop your hips and put your hands on the sword pattern as the sunset moon grins invincibly. Tension runs to the pros at the Ajito entrance.
Faster than the sunset moon rushed out, some pulled out their guns and shot them.
Even today, in the eyes of the Evening Moon, many bands of pale and radiant light can be seen stretched out.
Just follow the belt of light and dance to your senses. That makes it all enough, but it's never without thrills. Sometimes the band of light breaks while you're dancing. Sometimes you get hurt when you do that.
Sewing as you dance between bullets that get shot from all over the place, the Evening Moon approaches one of the men who shoots a gun.
The man with the first eye on him tried to retreat with a drawn face, but it was faster for the evening moon to wave the sword as he lowered himself. He is slashed in the knees on both legs and falls to a depression.
The man nearby, daring not to try a melee, poked him with a knife, aiming shortly after he waved his sword, but was cut up in reverse with a knife to return. The knife man fell more and more as he bled out of his chest and upper arm.
"Cydaaaaaaah!
Wrapped around his whole body in protective clothing, the man with his head softly covered in a mask screams, pointing his just mouth towards the sunset moon. From just behind, the hose stretches, leading to a giant can carried by the man.
This man is a killer by the name of Thunder Cider. The name is known because the method of killing is unique.
(This guy's a pain in the ass)
That's what Sunset Moon decides. Because I know this man's M.O.
Liquid is sprayed from the ground up. It's a special strong acid. It is difficult to challenge melee fights because it not only takes as a liquid, but also fogs and descends.
"Fool, don't point it at me. It's gonna take."
Shoot the gun in the evening moon while the other killers pull.
The troublesome Thunder Cider decided to put it behind him. Fighting this man and the others at the same time is a bone breaking in the boulder.
But...
"kabadi kabadi kabadi kabadi kabadi kabadi kabadi"
A doomsday cabadiman who only spoke to Cabadi and made the movement of Cabadi itself inhibited the movement of the Evening Moon.
The feet of the sunset moon stopped for a moment. There are multiple shots fired and acid sprays showered.
The band of light is largely invisible, but uninterrupted. But multiple bands of light are each stretching toward the other side. You have to choose.
Select the light stretched toward the gunshooters and run along the light. Skew along the light. Turn yourself along the light. Bullets push through the space I've been in. Wave your sword along the light. Slash the meat without even the feeling of slashing the meat.
One, another, and the strong men in the back streets are cut down. Not all of them were killed. If you don't have to kill me, you don't either.
A seemingly unrivalled evening moon, but couldn't afford it as much as usual. The belt of light finally broke. I can't say it's safe from here on out. But if you don't move, you just die.
"Thunder!
Thunder Cider screams and pounds something like a baton to the ground.
The sunset moon jumped. Thunder Cider is a constant means of electrically shocking acid scattered on the ground. Acids containing a large amount of electrolytes. Therefore, the conductivity is extremely high.
"Kakakakakabaddie, no, no, no!
Kabadyman accidentally eats an electric shock, screams and falls. Since it was night, the special acid scattered over the asphalt did not appear to be well visible.
The sunset moon sees Thunder Cider, but not the light. Getting close is dangerous. But still approaching. How many times have we been able to cut through the living without relying on the belt of light? In the first place, I didn't see anything like it. It is only said that as we go around the training ground we can see it and it has become easier for our understated opponents.
"Saida aahhh!
Spray of acid spreading widely forward. But the Evening Moon leans low and rushes through all at once.
Acid was scattered in the air, faster than descending into the evening moon, which was running by Thunder Cider's side. Naturally, he is waving his sword at the wrong side.
(It was remarkable...)
Evening moon remembers the fear and excitement of death long forgotten as Thunder Cider, slashed in the abdomen in the rear, hears the sound of falling. I was the most powerful enemy to go with myself, but I didn't get to kill myself.
Even as the last remaining killer shoots the gun, the Evening Moon approaches him along the belt of light, cutting the gun with a sword.
"I wish I'd called the guy inside."
Sounds like it.
A sunset moon says with a smile, dressed with a sword stuck to the throat of a familiar beginner. The doorman gently raised his hands to indicate a surrender pose, laughing and admitting.
When the sunset moon kicks open enemies outside Azit, it enters Azit. Even though the straw and the enemy boil and shoot the gun, the evening and moon easily swoop between the bullets and run by their sides, slashing and throwing them away.
The sunset moon stops my leg. My hair on my neck is standing.
(Both of you today? I didn't know anyone would show up to make me feel scared)
Seeing a woman blocking herself in front of the aisle, the evening moon exhales loudly, ready to breathe.
The enemy is not alone. I found another lurking around the corner of the aisle.
"It's an honor. I can't believe it's possible to do it with a doomsday shop that has become a living legend."
A beautiful but slightly oblique cat-backed woman smiles and calls out. She also had a face-to-face experience with the Evening Moon. We've worked together before. It was a challenging job then too, but this woman I put together as a partner was too dependable to get what the Evening Moon wanted.
"Limei the Summer Gun - you can give me that legendary name."
"Ha ha, that's a generous story. Then I'll take one."
Shortly after Limei Taguchi said it, two gunshots sounded. Li Mei didn't shoot him. Someone lurking around the corner shot at me.
for a moment, but the Evening Moon did see the figure. A woman in a suit in sunglasses. It's the informant Yunzuka Apricot. I hear that Li Mei and I work well together.
Sunset Moon doesn't try to avoid bullets. I don't move, because I was reading that it was a feint to aim after dodging and even connect to Li Mei's attack.
(What a guy...)
Seeing the sunset moon nestled gently without any movement, the apricots peel.
The precautions of the Evening Moon are poured on Li Mei, but vigilance is also broken in the movement of the apricots. Apricots kept hesitating without firing a gun.
(The movement at hand of the mouth was almost invisible)
Reminds me of when I put together and worked. The name of the Xia Gun was not Dada. But I didn't see it at all.
What you can't see at all is a belt of light. This became a complete serious battle. It's not strange which one wins. Earlier Thunder Cider was also a strong enemy, but Li Mei is more than that, no matter how he sees it.
It was the sunset moon that moved ahead.
At the same time as the sunset moon moved, the apricot was going to fire, but it was about 0.3 seconds faster than that, and Li Mei was firing first.
The next apricot bullet was aimed at the evening moon itself, but the evening moon turns this around sparingly. However, I was able to react to the shooting of the apricot, the one who shot later, but I couldn't handle Li Mei, who shot earlier.
The bullet circles the left arm. For the first time in a long time, I remember fear and joy at the same time, and the Evening Moon runs with Limei in mind.
Even if he quickly packs his time, in the meantime Li Mei is shooting two more shots. One of those two shots took off, but one was shooting through the flank.
But while the impact of the bullet struck him, the Evening Moon did not stop the momentum for a moment, but stepped into the position where the sword reached Li Mei with an impatient shape.
A band of light that had disappeared stretches only one from close range. Stick out your sword according to it.
"Apricot, don't shoot me. I mean, put the gun away."
With his sword stuck to his throat, Li Mei was looking at the sunset moon in front of him with a cool face, dumping the gun at his feet and gently raising his hands like the face of the sunset moon earlier to pose as a surrender.
"Why don't you kill me? Were you in love with me or something?
"You are the one who deserves to live. I don't kill guys like that...... Besides... apart from that, it's a shame to kill. You... were definitely the strongest I've ever done."
To Li Mei, who jokes and tells, the Evening Moon is in a true face - but tells her as she flushes her fat sweat like a waterfall from her face.
When he was shot, Evening Moon was illusioned for a moment that he was dead. But still, the sunset moon didn't stop. Even if I were to die, if I were to move, I had decided to fight to the end and then die.
Sunset Moon admits that I didn't have to die now because I was lucky. If my movements had been slightly uneven, I would have eaten a bullet in the center of my belly and could have died intensely.
(The losing Li Mei looked cool and the winning Hong Mori was so sweaty...... I don't know, but you mean it was so much of a battle for Hong Mori)
Comparing Li Mei with the face of the Evening Moon, Apricot thinks.
"Oh, my God, my loss. But you failed, too."
Li Mei looks like a prank and makes you laugh at the garlic.
"Hmm... you mean that"
Draw a sword, understand the meaning of Limei's words and laughter, and the evening moon laughs lightly.
Outside of Azit, and inside, while he was fighting, the whiplash executive and the boss would have escaped from somewhere.
A few minutes later, Sunset Moon learns that his client is dead while he is on his way home in a dark taxi. While the sunset moon was attacking, the whiplash flank also released an assassin.
Some people still don't stop killing their clients even if they die, but the evening moon tells them to kill me even after they die. Unless it's a clear inheritance, the job is done once the client dies.
(Now don't worry about it tomorrow, don't go to the movies. We need to get out of the hospital)
The sunset moon was thinking about that and smiling comfortably as she brought it to the door dressed holding down where she had been shot, looking out the window at night.