Panic, ubiquitous screams, and streams of people sliding like sand crashed against each other.

The otherwise quiet bridal shop was similarly chaotic, but the models in stilettos and white dresses did not try to escape – a little thought made it clear that it was impossible to make it through the crowds of desperate escapes in such a drastic and motion-restricting outfit.

The emergency evacuation methods taught in school were of no use at the moment, and a group of young models and shopkeepers gathered in the corner of the bridal shop in desperation and panic, praying that the disaster would not spread to the area.

"Asami-chan, what should I do......"

Wearing a backless wedding dress, Masato Kumoto hugged her arms and bit her ears with her best friend next to her anxious face.

"So, I'm not a superwoman, no matter how much you ask me to do it now, there's no way to do it."

Asami Sato sighed helplessly, watching the crowd rushing by outside the store with the same concern.

"But, but, Asami, can't you do everything?"

The cute Masato Hisamoto still tugged at Asami Sato's sleeve without giving up, perhaps in her simple mind, the event that caused a collective panic in the entire building can also be equated with a difficult paper.

As long as you are spoiled to your best friend, who has been always-on since she was a child, it will be quickly resolved after Asami Sato's doting sigh.

“…… Let's take a look at the situation first. ”

Asami Sato, who is tired and doesn't love, can't wait to strangle this cute cutie.

Although she is extremely capable of handling things, has a wide range of contacts, and learns sports omnipotence, she is still an ordinary woman in her early twenties after all—so that she will not turn into a horse monkey soju to save the world in a flash of light.

Five minutes ago, an acquaintance had called the store manager to inform them that a mob with guns was robbing the bank and killing many people, and now it was possible to move to the upper floors, so that they could find a way to escape.

But how do you escape?

Not to mention that the building has no access to the other buildings, and even if there were, most of the employees in the bridal shop were young female models who had just graduated from college, and they couldn't get a head start on the fleeing crowd. It is even possible to die from a stampede in a crowd.

The store manager is a middle-aged man in his 40s with an elegant mustache and a small reputation in the industry as an excellent wedding dress designer. It's a pity that less than half a year after raising this bridal shop, it encountered this kind of accident......

"Everyone, please quickly change into your usual clothes, although we can't escape, we need to prevent accidents."

As the store manager, he certainly can't leave the clerks and customers behind.

So he had no choice but to organize people to do something symbolic than practical.

It's better than having a group of weak and poor women get together in wedding dresses and shiver, which not only lowers morale, but also makes it difficult to make the thugs think of doing nothing.

Asami Sato was wearing a comfortable jacket, jeans, and leather boots, so she divided her friend Hisamoto by her underwear, and quickly put long sleeves and a short skirt on her.

"Hmm, it hurts ......"

"You know how to be coquettish, don't be good now, be careful to wait for those thugs to eat."

Asami Sato pinched her silky and elastic face angrily and rubbed it vigorously. After a burst of muttering of 'Asami-chan bullying', she somewhat recovered her low mood.

In fact, she has been practicing track and field since middle school, and she runs quickly and flexibly, without being trapped by the seemingly crowded crowds. She also learned karate and kendo for a few years, and even if she was a gangster with a gun, she was confident that she would subdue him one-on-one when she was caught by surprise......

It's a pity that she is not trapped here alone after all.

"Store manager San, is there really no other way out?"

"I think it's gone."

The store manager propped up the counter with both hands, as if he was doing his best not to let himself fall due to decadence and despair.

"All the escape routes are connected to the first level, and we can't make sure that there are no thugs there, let alone which ones are open."

Correct solution.

In reality, there will not be the kind of behavior that shouts loudly 'How can it be achieved if you don't do it' The second male protagonist is recognized and praised by a group of people.,Before taking action, everything must be confirmed The method and gains and losses.,It's the behavior that a truly mature adult should be.。

Even if it is so stagnant, wait for the unknown results to come slowly.

"Store manager," Asami Sato bit her lip, "can you please contact that friend from before?" Perhaps things have changed. After all, it's less than two kilometers away from the Shinjuku Police Station in a straight line. ”

“…… I'll try. ”

Of course, the store manager was not willing to be stuck here and wait.

What's more, Asami Sato is also telling the truth - it only takes two turns to get here from the Shinjuku Police Station, and if you drive a police car, it may take less than three minutes.

However, knowing that the police station is so close to here, but still daring to rob arrogantly, what is the confidence of those thugs?

Both of them thought about this question, and they didn't want to think about it anymore.

People are always used to leaving themselves a glimmer of hope.

"Hey, it's me...... I know, sorry to bother you again, but I'd like to ask......"

Halfway through the conversation, the store manager, who was holding the phone and whispering, was suddenly stunned, as if he had heard something terrible from the other end of the phone.

"Really, really...... That's great! ”

The calm store manager couldn't even suppress his emotions, and the abrupt joy also attracted the models and customers who were waiting in panic, and they stared at the store manager expectantly to end the call with the hope of survival.

"Everyone!"

The store manager, who hung up the call after hurriedly thanking him, blushed, obviously overly excited.

"The rioters have stopped the robbery and are asking the police to negotiate the release of the hostages!"

"We're safe!"

As soon as these words came out, the equally excited women cheered in low voices, and many of them hugged each other intimately, shed tears, and shared the happiness of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

"Great!"

Although the cute Masin Kumoto didn't really realize the crisis, seeing that the person next to her was so excited, she also hugged Asami Sato in the same way.

"yes, that's great......"

Asami Sato patted her best friend's back, but her mind unconsciously ran at high speed behind this big ups and downs.

She is Asami Sato, she has been the best since she was a child, even if she just graduated from being the most ordinary reporter-

No, it's not.

It was as if a key had been grasped in this moment, and with it came a clear plan and an enticing prospect.

"Store manager, did the rioters explain to the police where they were negotiating?"

To celebrate, the manager even opened a bottle of red wine and poured it into the decanter.

"Ah, it looks like it's on the rooftop?"

Confused, he replied with some uncertainty.

"Thank you."

Asami Sato took a deep breath, and then helped her best friend, who was still rubbing in her arms, to stand firmly.

"Rin, you stay here obediently next, wait for the police to rescue, don't run around, don't panic. When you leave this building safely, you immediately call that guy Maho Omori to pick you up, remember? ”

"Hmm...... Well. ”

Masin Kumoto didn't seem to understand, and simply wrote down this passage as she asked.

"Huh? Asami, where are you going? ”

It took five or six seconds for her to realize what the words meant.

"I'm going to do something very important, believe me, I can make it."

Asami Sato touched the voice recorder in her jacket pocket and showed an invincible confident smile to her cute best friend.

Just like every time she managed to win the first place before.

"Oh...... Then, come on! ”

Maharin Kumoto also returned with a bright smile.

Just like every time she watched her friend return triumphantly.