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

The secret society of darkness, Moon and Night, is an underground force that is home to illegal foreigners (Strangers) in Tokyo.

Originally, it was a mutual aid organization that provided housing and work to illegal foreigners (Strangers) who overflowed Tokyo with kick-ass super water polo cases and lived in solidarity. Based in the Tsukimoto mansion owned by the Shishi family and Tsukimoto Gang, illegal foreigners (Strangers) resisted the Yakuza Tanigoka group, which tried to feed on weaknesses that were not governed by Japanese law.

Where efforts are vain and about to be devoured by Yakuza, a powerful psychic with amnesia, the first and strongest use of mind, and the alias of the invisible giant Invisible Titan, a man whose entire world's investigative agency is blood-eyed and exploring his identity gets lost.

The man named Night Long (Yakuza) Night Long (Ryuhisa), awakened the psychic abilities of key figures in the Moon Watch Mansion, and formed Moon Night Watch, a secret society of darkness to beat the Yakuza Valley Oka group that cows through Tokyo in reverse.

Even if he achieves his goal, destroys the Tanigao group, takes in the remnants of the party and gains the hegemony of Tokyo's backward society, after a long bend, he leaves Moon and Night Watch at night. The moon guard, who is a great relative of the moon and night, also suffers after-effects and is forced to live in a wheelchair.

Later, Moon and Night saw a back-trade with the Japanese government, which began to creep into the dark areas of Japan.

The core members of the Moon and Night Vision are: Christina Nazine, daughter of Psychometry; Ringsuke Miyama, young head of acoustic capability; Shougang Moon, a large relative of wheelchair enhancement capability; and Ronalia Linaria Bavagnan, an engineer from different worlds.

However, there are 20,000 illegal foreigners (Strangers) and former Yakuza Tanigao. They follow the moon and night sights with benevolence, or fear or intention. Twenty thousand people move in the moonlight sight.

They are all shady, have no upbringing, can't speak Japanese or anything is stateless, but many have unusual stunts. Recently, he has even joined the umbrella of former terrorists who are good at handling firearms. And even with all the faults, 20,000 people are 20,000. Man power is enormous.

The moon and night view was led by the paranormal four, the only force that can fully master the Japanese society behind it.

Although the Moon and Night Watch is a secret society of darkness, the upper echelons of the Japanese government have found out who they are, and they are often entrusted with the task of working behind them using their superpowers. Instead of undertaking backwork, Moon and Night Watch is making various conveniences to feed the 20,000 protruders of society who are its subordinates. Because if you don't, you can't feed 20,000 people.

If it's just 20,000 people, we can do it, but 20,000 people under the moon and night watch have a criminal record. It's hard to work properly. That's why I have no choice but to scratch my mouth with dirty work.

The moon-night sinogi are diverse.

First of all, relatively frankly, they buy and farm abandoned farmland. Residents of registered land may be completely different from their actual residents, but they are also mattomos. He also dispatches men to elderly fishermen who suffer from a shortage of successors. Thanks to the ground around here, the food conditions on the moon and night are good.

When it becomes a slightly suspicious shinogi, it sells off detoxifying honey that can make you feel irritating when you lick it, or high-purity curry powder purified from smuggled unauthorized plants at high prices. He also brews hermitage liquors, which are extremely highly regarded in upscale restaurants and taverns near Tokyo. It is also bought in Tianyando.

Moving closer to the Black Zone, fraudsters steal a whole lot of the money they get from fraud, or drag politicians down with corruption stories and turn them into convenient people to watch the moon and night. And then you can make a request that the government can put to your mouth.

Moon and night sightings never do anything but murder. Nor do we fall into the good.

The prostitute aspect of controlling evil by evil is strong, but in the end he is only fattening his private belly by kicking the law and making illegal back deals. Definitely bad if you say good or bad.

But if the moon and night sights disappear, the more vicious ones will take hegemony of the back society, so we can also see that it is a kind of necessary evil.

If you put it together, Moon and Night is a Dark Hero, Ninja Yakuza, and other organizations in your system.

The foreground has grown long, but the Futurist event begins with the Moon Watch residence in Tokyo Metropolitan Station, home of such a dark secret society, Moon and Night Watch.

The moon guard mansion is a Japanese house surrounded by lacquered walls and has a stunning Japanese garden that can be seen to be well maintained by amateurs. There is also a large parking lot and visitors' luxury cars are often parked. This is a Yakuza mansion, something like that. I already suck at being able to secure this many premises in the city centre.

In the dim basement of the month-watchman's mansion, Baba worked suspiciously on the computer's display lights. I'm not sure about that machine in the microwave size. The meter is categorized and the wiring and substrate are peeled out. Green and red lamps flashing irregularly.

On the couch behind Baba, who was using tools to tighten screws, Chris in jeans slept on his back in a sweater, playing a smartphone game collecting ninjas. He likes blonde ponythe bigeye ninjas who look like him.

"Cook Cook...... finally done......! Kukukuku............! Ha-ha-ha!"

When Baba turns on the tightening switch on the last screw, the lamps all turn on green and start turning up the dull drive sound.

Mad Scientist With a high laugh Baba asked Chris in the sky staring at his smartphone.

"What's done?

"You should be surprised to hear it, it's a time machine!

"Hmmm...... time ma...... space-time ninja!?

Chris screamed, throwing out his smartphone and jumping up.

It's not space-time ninja, is it? What the hell is space-time ninja? Time?

Chris glances softly into the machine behind Baba, who is satisfied and wiping his oil-stained hands with a cloth.

"What, what, what, what, what, this? Is this a time machine? Huh? You started making this three days ago, right? Is it that easy?

"Mm-hmm. There's no point in knowing space-time theory. Even if it's a difficult theory to prove in the scientific power of Earth's civilization, it's the extent to which it's in textbooks in my homeland."

"Yes! Sarasu is from another world! Grandma's Wisdom Bag! Great! Cute! Genius!"

Chris is happy to lift Baba high.

It is still a lie. It wasn't the time machine that Baba built. It's just a crap that the lamp glows.

Apparently, there's a time machine in the SF world from Baba that's really based on space-time theory, but I don't know how to make it. It's the same way that Earthlings don't even know the ingredients when they tell them to make smartphones. Baba specializes in politics and the manufacture of Demon King annihilation weapons, and time machines are sappy.

But someone from SF from another world said, "I built a time machine. That's about as common sense in our world, huh? 'I wonder what it is to say. This is why the SF civilization mount is cheating.

"Bye! Bye! Can you go to the future and remember the lottery winning number and come back or something!?

"Uhm."

"Heh! You're invincible! But I guess the first one to go is the past! It's the past! Tell me how to use it! You can change the past so you don't have to lift your brother's arm, right?

What………

Chris is sweet...... you'll get a liking. But there's no more Sapporo pestle tactical routes. I'm sorry.

"Um, I can. I can, but there are rules for time travel, and I need a Time Force charge on my time machine as a big premise first. This has to wait for nature to fill."

"…… you mean?

"It'll be awhile before I can time slip"

"How long has it been?

"Twenty years."

Chris looked straight in the face and put Baba back in the chair, who was lifting him. I get sloppy and go back to the couch and pick up my smartphone and resume the game.

"Let me know after twenty years"

"Uhm. Let's just say he keeps it in storage until the right time."

Baba shrugged her shoulder as she wiped the oil stain on her hand with a cloth.

The conversation ends and the dull driving sound of the time machine spreads into the basement with subtle white air.

Well, this is where we pretend. Must have already stood by somewhere nearby.

It was just as soon as Baba started clearing the tools. The time machine, which was turning up a steady drive sound, suddenly made a strange noise, rattling and trembling.

The lamp that was lit green turned bright red and flashed violently. The line shortens and scatters a spark.

Chris woke up off the couch with his smartphone resting on his face.

"Now everything."

"Is this......!? Right, shit! Futurists are coming (,,,,,,)! Someone is about to come into this era using a time machine that is filled in twenty years!!! Chris, be vigilant!

"Yes!? Wow, I get it! Behind the Atashi!

Behind Baba, who misplaced and narrated the situation, Chris sets Kunai up on a time machine that began to raise white smoke.

As the two watched in the face of tension, the time machine briefed heavily at the moment, exhaling purple electricity and smoke, and stopped.

Then, in a dim basement, the shadow slowly rises in a smoke lit blue and white by the lights on the computer monitor.

It was the beautiful girl in sailor clothes who showed up. The face and height are very similar to the beard, but it is a little young, there is no hair fastening that I always use, and the wavy black hair that reaches the waist only stretches around the shoulder. If you've seen her before, you'll think of her as her sister at a glance.

What he is wearing is a sailor clothing with a design very similar to the uniform designated by Reenohara School High School, and he pays off the dust on his skirt while gently inserting it.

"Hmm? Do you recognize anything...... Insta's absolutely decorative woman? Why?"

Chris, who doesn't know him directly, is confused. Is it called that in SNS?

The mysterious future man looked around, fixed his gaze with Chris and opened his eyes.

"Uh, could it be Mr. Chris? Young ~! Well, in this day and age, it's still... Ha, ha, ha, ha, I'm really here in the past! Mmm, Mr. Baba hasn't changed a thing. So this is a moon-and-night facility?

"Who are you? I think you know them."

Baba, hiding behind Chris's back and showing only his face, goes on to talk.

“ I don ’ t answer, ” he asked My Pace, twisting the tools scattered on the work desk with his fingertips.

"I want to make sure, what year is it now?

"What?

"What year A.D. is it now? What month, what day?

So, I'm out! Futurists' habits one of them! Time confirmation!

Sounds like a great time traveler (time traveler).

When Chris made eye contact with Baba, he answered, “ I made a small gutsy pose. Cute.

"Time travel is success," he said. After that, if you stop arr (,)...... yeah. Bye, Mr. Chris! Because I have things to do. "

"Whoa, wait! Wash and throw up future info before you go Huh!? Be transparent, no? Hmm?"

Chris, who held the time machine aside and reached out to grab the arm of the squirrel who was trying to leave the basement at some point, began to be the Hundred Faces. What? What?

"I'm the ruler of time. You can't imagine Chris' future vision, can you? Something with a space-time fault variable different from a normal substance. That's about all I know... You didn't, not yet."

Explain with a door face while the camera gaze is slightly taken. Apparently, when Chris uses futuristic vision, he can't see. Is that time system capability interference or something like that?

I don't know, I don't know. I don't hate the style of hitting new words in a row and rolling them in smoke.

"Whatever the circumstances, you can't miss the future. Will you leave the future information and the time machine behind? Do it!

"Roger, you're gonna do it!

It was not Chris who responded to Baba's instructions with pleasure. Kunai disappeared from Chris' hand while he blinked, as did the smoke balls that were about to be removed from his jeep's pocket, and then his jeep and sweater. The disappeared clothes appear carefully folded over the couch.

"Hey."

While Chris stepped on once, completely disarmed and in his underwear, he instantly moved behind Baba as he turned his back and tried to escape, slapping his neck with a knife.

"Shh."

"Cucumber"

Baba faints instantly.

Boulder Futurist, you're strong. This is strong... You inherited your abilities from your mom and you're getting an English talent education. This is...

"Let me go!

"No, sir. I'm running away."

Having dived through the training ground with Yakuza, Chris has not been shy enough to be unable to move because he was stripped by his underwear during the battle. He flies to assemble in his underwear.

but no! Chris' ability to read ahead and Chris' ability to stop time is too incompatible.

Once again, during the blink, Chris was tied up in a long cord, bitten by a monkey monkey and rolled to the floor.

"Ngu!

"Twenty years to beat me is no good! Bye, Adios!

The future man threw a kiss at the two of them with a time machine and disappeared from the spot.

Thus came a futurist to Tokyo. What is the purpose of the future? Who is that stunner? How dare you pestle light and how dare you...!

The shooting ends once at that point. Come on, next up is the introduction of the Futurist Edition on the Heavenly Side.