There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World’s Darkness so I Made One (In Exasperation)

When Sanjing told me the truth, Shigeji nodded and let the tension seep in.

"Call the police, is there radio jamming? Escape and warn..."

So I heard gunshots and screams coming from not so far from the school building. The terrorists seem to be well on their way to suppression.

"- But it might be too late. Besides, the police also think terrorists are fakes for training. I can't wait to be dealt with in the same way as the teachers. Hmm. Are we the only ones who know the truth?"

That's right. You're the only ones who can save the school. Because I induced it to be so.

Only two people can save everyone's crisis! Your fate has been entrusted to you!

"If this plan says so, there's a real terrorist being replaced with someone who's a terrorist. There are fifteen people in the terrorist role, so are fifteen real people who have been replaced. Fifteen enemies. Defeat one and fourteen more. If it's about fourteen of us, we can handle it... we can handle it... I wonder if it will?

Sanjing-chan's analysis went butt shuddered.

Shigeji said in a weighty voice that made him feel at war as he violently rattled the plum kombucha water drink he carried into his mouth.

"Phew, the blood rolls. I once fought a battalion on the battlefield of Saigon."

"Because that's fine now. Actually, what do you think?

"If Noon and Hinoshi-kun join forces, no enemy is an enemy, is it not? Why don't we help an innocent people out of the shadows like a secret society here? Students, you and your teachers should know that this is becoming the real deal. Have them think it's training until the end. It is our mission to destroy the darkness that threatens the world without knowledge."

Say something nice!

Yes, that's what I'm trying to say throughout this event. That's what I'm going to do.

San-jing showered cold water on a shigeji who made a kime face and sifted a hot valve.

"Iki is fine, but if you lose and die, I'll kill you."

"... it's not a bad thing to ask for help though. Have you tried contacting Tianzhao?

You're not a chicken in an instant, Jizzy!

Well it is important to consider safety measures before tough measures!?

The two tried to contact the smartphone again and also tried landlines and exts, but they were all out of touch.

It is also difficult to seek rescue on foot.

First of all, Shota-kun and Langhua attend reed nohara school as well as San-jing, but the grounds in the middle and higher areas are in a remote section, so it is not easy to get there.

It is also necessary to go through a fairly open area along the way. It is difficult for Shigejiri to travel from blind spot to blind spot on a space transfer and spy on terrorists.

I'm usually in Tianyado, but there's a distance between the school and it, and if the two of them come for rescue, I dare to stay merciless.

Mr. Bear was begged by a courteous martial arts museum to travel to Hokkaido as an instructor.

Mr. Tsuki is always busy moving around, so I can't find his location.

In fact, he's in the hidden monitor room just above the staff room, monitoring the entire school.

In the event of an emergency, Mr. Kichigi is scheduled to handle the scene. In the unlikely event that any one hundred million terrorists try to kill their students or expose the facts, I will stop them.

It is also possible for me to deal with emergencies, but you will find out that I left them unattended while I monitored the boulders. My stock crash is inevitable.

It is better than that that Mr. Tsuki perceived the situation and rushed to make it to critical time.

In short, the two of us have to work hard!

Because that's the kind of event we dined at!

The two left the clerk's office trying to be rushed by gunshots that sounded sporadic.

The goal is the gym. As far as the corridors and classroom windows are concerned, there are few classrooms with people, and the vast majority are gathered in the gym. You can also hear gunshots and screams from there.

Whatever the heart, it was a siege that was leading the way and increasing its majesty, but I just ran into a threesome of terrorists who were sneaking footsteps as well as the two of us in the corner.

Whoa, that's bad luck!

As a result of my leaking information to Mr. Tsuki and Mr. Tsuki instructing the terrorists to act!

"Oops!?

Shigeji, with three guns pointed simultaneously, raised (held up) his hands reflexively. But Sanjing looked up at me with her white eyes, slowly taking my raised hand to the back of my head and scratching my face.

No, I'm not deluding anyone. You were freaking out no matter what you saw.

Seeing the terrorists make a proper noise while removing their safety devices and entering the shooting position, San-jing unfolded a shadow to create a wall in front of her, blocking her vision. Run and hide in the shadow of the cleaning equipment locker.

"Captain Huh!?

"Calm down! It's psychic! Back off!"

"Roger!"

"Smoke!"

The terrorists are just confused for a moment and try to retreat calmly.

but when I threw the smoked grenade and looked back, my grandfather in the cleaner's blue clothes stood with a natural look on his face.

"Ha!?

"Stupid! Around..."

Strangled by the shadows, Shigeji stretched out his black moya and spun around behind him on instant travel swallowed the startling terrorists into a whole subspace. Three cloves of guns that have lost their owner make a metal noise and fall into the hallway.

Follow me!

It's an instant kill!

Besides, I exclude only guns and subspace them. Do something plain and clever!

"... Huh? In the meantime, kill………?

San-jing is frightened as she releases the shadow and peeks into her face from her dreaded locker.

When Shigeji clasped his shoulders, three terrorist heads grew in the hallway. You didn't kill him, did you?

"- Rarely! Shoot me, shoot me!............ hmm?

"Ah? Huh?

"Captain! I can't move!

They spit it out of the subspace in a way that buried underneath from the neck. When they blocked the three mouths with gum tape they could only summon, they moved on.

This isn't going to be a bit of a battle. Hey. Shigeji is too strong.

For now, if I swallow it into subspace, I'll mostly figure it out.

But that's not the case in the gym.

Arriving at the gym, the two climbed upstairs on the emergency stairs, diving into the blackout curtain in the audience upstairs and watching.

Students and teachers are gathered in the middle of the gym, and the terrorists who have placed it on all sides stand guard with guns. I thought you were still in an easy-going mood, and some students and teachers have stiff expressions and can clearly see fright.

The building was quiet. Highlight the gunshots and screams that its quietness occasionally hears from somewhere. I'm just using a dozen pre-recorded sounds around, but I don't know that.

This is a thin "This is serious, isn't it?" Some people are beginning to suspect it.

I'm five or six minutes past my original training schedule. Many teachers care about watches.

The remaining number of terrorists is eleven, three of whom roam the school building and eight are in the gym. All eight of them are sufficiently spaced and all are in a position to be able to see what they all look like.

In other words, if one person turns it off, the other seven will immediately notice an abnormality, and a siege with a range of only 5 m cannot be exhausted.

The lighting in the gym has been dropped and the light of the day plugged in through the window is weak. Even San-jing, who is less skilled, can't do his best. I have the ability of the dark system. It's sad to weaken it when it's dark on the scum.

While the two of them were checking the situation, one student was forced by terrorists to pull him off and disappear into the gym.

After the door of the instrument library was closed for a little while, gunshots and screams were heard and it became quiet.

I just put him to sleep with drugs, shot an empty cannon, and played the screaming audio in high volume, but from the outside, it looks like every single one of them has been taken to a separate room and killed.

"Just help, we need to help!

"Wait, wait."

Shigejitsu grabbed Sanjing's hand and stopped trying to change his blood phase and pop out.

"Don't go, they'll make you a hive. We should do something about it."

"Ha!? What a long story! People's lives are at stake! I'll kill you!?

Sanjing cleverly whispered. Shigeji is smiling bitterly.

Really, this girl has a beautiful heart, but her mouth is dirty.

"Use simple and effective measures. That is, Yang Dynamics. The placement where everyone can monitor everyone also means that if you make a positive move, you can gather everyone's eyes at once. One looks first and attracts attention, the other later continues to dominate."

"…… Mmm. No, but is it dangerous? In the end, whoever goes first will be made a hive."

"Don't worry, Non will go"

"Why is Shigeji going to make me feel safe?

Shige smiled at the irritating Sanjing.

If Shigeji takes the lead and takes on dangerous Yang Dynamics, Sanjing will take on a safe aftermath. It is self-evident. San-jing, who can't say 'I don't want you to go because I'm worried about Shigeji', is really not honest.

"What, it's up to the old soldier to disappear forever. If you die giving hope to a young man, no matter what happens, it's not a bad life."

He said it was cool, but I thought he was shaking his leg again anyway, but surprisingly, he was looking straight at Sanjing without stretching his spine and shaking.

Seriously, you.

Are you serious?

I say that with all my heart!?

Awesome grandpa!

I go around and I get sorry. I'm sorry it's all a match pump. I'm really sorry that I'm prepared to be honest, but I'm sure it's safe.

San-jing, who had received the words that abandoned the spectacle of a stunning siege, deceived slightly and stared back and said.

"……… Shigeji, you always say that."

"Hmm?"

"This kind of thing,"

Step away from the siege and laugh like a prank.

"Lady first."

Not long before stopping, Sanjing shouted and jumped out of the shade of the blackout curtain. Terrorists' sights concentrate on intruders.

Shigejiji, who was poked in the void, followed a beat late, releasing the smoked grenade that remained stored. We developed a smokescreen to hide ourselves. However, it looks watermarked by a smokescreen when it comes to building up mental surveillance.

Sanjing grabbed the railing in the audience and jumped. Apparently, he's going to jump from upstairs to the ground floor.

"Ah."

But he didn't have enough jumping power, and he caught his foot in the trunk and fell upside down from his head.

Ahhh!

Sort of!

You're a motor tone freak!

If you try to act stylish, you'll fail!

"I'm moving."

At that moment, communications entered briefly over the incense from Mr. Tsuki, who had always been quiet.

I think I've decided it's an emergency.

Match pumps are important indeed. I can't let you find out.

But you can't even let a dead man out with a match pump. Even from upstairs, if you fall upside down from your head, you could die.

Sanjing is already starting to fall. We don't have time to crash into the floor.

But the word 'no time' is irrelevant only to Mr. Tsuki. If you don't have time, you just have to make it. Mr. Tachigi's staff room is located directly above the gym, but if the time is suspended continuously, it will be sufficient in time.

Shigeji, unaware of the presence of an absolute rescue woman moving behind him, reached out in haste.

It was a disaster that Sanjing was popping out of her unexpected, and she couldn't reach it. Skulking a few more centimeters, Sanjing sticks her amazement all over her face and falls.

I saw Mr. Kichigi appear neglected at the entrance to the gym.

Fast. I can afford this in time for San-jing's catch.

I have concerns that the timing of the appearance is too good to be suspicious, but it is about Mr. Tsuki, so he will mislead me well.

But I forgot.

Mr. Tachigi is also human.

There are mistakes, and unexpected.

Skilled psychics use their psychic powers as naturally as hands and feet.

I deploy a barrier all the time so that I can breathe, and Shota-kun almost cools down in the area of conditional reflexes when I drink a drink.

That works in mostly good directions in combat and emergencies, but this time it was revealed in the worst possible way.

"Ah."

Who would have leaked the word?

It could have been everyone who knew what was going on.

If you can't reach it with your hands, let it reach you with your psychic powers.

That must have been natural for Shigeji.

To save Sanjing from falling and dying, Shigejiji stretched out the black moya and sucked Sanjing into the subspace where she fell and went.

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit, shit!!!

Shigeji and Sanjing are too compatible.

During the subspace experiment, it was suggested that a fatal fusion accident would occur if Sanjing entered Shigeji's subspace.

When the PSI drive driven by Sanjing's blood entered the subspace, Shigeji and PSI drives fused into distortion and were dying.

That's why Sanjing was careful never to enter the subspace.

And yet...

A cold sweat erupted.

I smashed through the walls of Tianyado with my mind and went into the underground sewer. Expedite to Reenohara School. I don't miss surveillance as I pull the tail of a shockwave through a maze of sewers.

It's an accident. It's a big accident. Shit, shit!

What happens? What happened? Can you cure it with Ig's healing? I don't know. I don't know! What if it blows across different dimensions? It could be a messy chunk of meat with a mixed body for two.

You must have seen the moment of the critical accident. Mr. Hagiki is stunned at the entrance to the gym.

Even Mr. Tsuki can't rewind time.

I just have to pray now.

There's a falling sound, something coming out of the smoke.

It stood up and walked.

It was an elderly woman who appeared.

I'm dressed as a janitor, and I'm not tall.

White hair like shigeki. Unhealthy white skin like Sanjing.

The stretched spine is reminiscent of Shigeji, and more and more of his eyes resemble Sanjing.

The woman looked at her hands. Look up upstairs and look at the incredible.

Then I covered my eyes and started crying quietly.

There are no siggers or Sanjing around.

This means...

"Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Terrorists in the immediate vicinity pulled out the Combat Knife and hung up.

"What did I do wrong?

The woman groaned in tears and swallowed up the terrorists in a black shadow without even looking.

Bottomless darkness spreads from your feet.

"I didn't want this."

The gym was wrapped in a snort cry. Everyone screams and runs away.

The darkness spreads and explodes to dominate all space.

In seconds of things, the gym was wrapped in a pitch-black hemisphere.

At the same time, the screams disappear, as do the signs of people.

I can't see anything, I can't hear you. Even with your mind.

There was something inside it that seemed like an infinity that could not be bottomed out.

"- Oh, is Kiki here? But it was too late. I'm trying to help that kid, just as long as he stays alive... Huh!

The darkness swelled even more rapidly. An unusually incredible darkness fills the entire school during the day, and soon contracts and disappears.

Everything was back to normal as if nothing had happened, but only the terrorists roaming the school building had disappeared.

The darkness was swallowing only the enemy.

A glimpse of the faces left in the stadium, the woman, the two fusion, sadly walked out to the exit. I say it briefly as I pass Mr. Tsuki.

"It's over."

"Yeah, yeah... it's okay, is it?

"No. I am not a Hino Shadow Three View or a Narrow Space Sky Weight right now. If I'd just disappeared, I wouldn't have disappeared."

"Originally -"

"I can't go back. It's not just about the body. My soul is integrated. I can tell."

So finally, I smashed through the manhole and arrived at the scene.

The woman smiled weakly with her sobbing red eyes.

"Is the master here too? Sorry, she couldn't protect me."

"… No, I protected you."

"I don't need any comfort. I failed. She can't be alive or dead. Neither is he. Who am I? What's the point? Why are you alive? There is no point in trying to gain mighty power. I have two souls..."

"No, wait. That's enough. You don't want to build up any more black history. Come on."

I grabbed the fusion with my mind and peeled it back to the two of us.

The woman disappears, and Shigeji and Sanjing, with their butts on, look at each other in a pompous way. Terrorists who passed out from the void fell right beside the two of them and piled up.

Mr. Tsuki was taken aback for a moment and laughed.

A soul, huh?

There's no way that's happening!

I touched it with my mind and knew immediately.

The only two were supernatural groups (,,,,,,,) that were adhering.

It's just a psychic protogroup that you guys think you're souls.

There is no such thing as a soul in this world as an omosillo fantasy element.

And I can interfere with the psychic protogroup with my mind. Even if they stick together and merge, they peel them off.

- You scared the shit out of me!

Don't let the serial air out.

I thought there had been an irrevocable major accident.

"Are you both safe?"

"Huh? Ah, yes."

"Ugh, um"

"Okay."

Ok!

No problem!

Case solved!

Terrorist Event Ends!