"Hey, come back to your soul, you live well, don't scream."

Naraku stretched out her finger and poked Hatsuharu's face, which was still waving her limbs like a small animal.

For the early spring ornament, Naraku doesn't actually have the kind of straightforward disgust for Mikoto Misaka, but he doesn't like it, at most he is a passerby, and he doesn't feel it at all.

[I knew I would let her die, why don't I have anything to do with my hands.] Naraku felt a headache about what to do next.

"Ahhh......h Alas...... Alas?! ”

Poked a few times by Naraku, Hatsuharu finally slowed down her movements, and after a while she cautiously opened her eyes, she looked at herself a little confused, and then let out an exclamation because she was half-floating in the air.

"Whoaa!!a I'm dead! Become a ghost! Woo woo, Shirai-san! ”

“…… Give me a little bit of it. ”

[I'm worried about this kind of thing......]

Naraku thought helplessly in his heart, looking at Hatsuharu, who couldn't listen to people at all, with a wave of his hand, Hatsuharu spun around in mid-air for a small half circle, and then fell to the ground because of the disappearance of invisible power.

"It hurts, it hurts...... Alas, am I not dead?! Chu Chun sat on the ground and rubbed it for a long time before he suddenly raised his head and screamed in surprise.

Well, because dead people don't feel pain.

"So, that's what I said from the beginning......"

"Alas, you, you are...... ...... who saved me last time during the Seventh Mist and Fantasy Mite" Hatsuharu, who finally noticed Naraku, looked Naraku up and down while getting up from the ground.

"Yes, yes, okay, okay, it's me." Naraku casually perfunctory without sincerity.

It would be more troublesome if he ran away at this time, thinking so helplessly, Naraku felt that this meaningless conversation might continue for a while.

"Well, you saved me this time, right?" Hatsuharu looked at the truck and then at Naraku, using honorifics.

"Yes, yes...... That's true, that's why I said it......"

Naraku, who was helpless and bored, was still casually perfunctory, however, Naraku's voice stopped abruptly halfway through speaking, and then tilted his head to the side.

There was a soft "pop", and the asphalt debris of the highway flew and a small but deep pothole appeared in the ground.

"Ahh......h Who instructed it? I don't seem to have offended anyone lately, so I shouldn't be the ones who look at the breath. ”

Hatsuharu couldn't react to what was happening for a while, and Naraku's eyes were already shining - not because of anger, but because of excitement, like a child discovering a new toy, and this kind of thing happened in boredom, which made Naraku excited.

"Where's it, where'......?"

Muttering to himself as if singing, Naraku shifted her gaze somewhere.

"Found it!"

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The sand dish is dense and is an assassin.

It's not a member of a mysterious organization, it's just a mercenary who is paid to kill someone and settle the payment.

Take people's money and people to eliminate disasters. From this point of view, in fact, the sand dish is dense, and it is no different from the white-collar workers who sit at the desk all day.

Well, although there is a slight gap in the nature of the work.

The most common assassination method of sand dish density is sniping, in order to eliminate the opportunity for the other party to make excuses, this imperfect method is easy to use, especially in the head to make a hole can achieve the most obvious effect, the sand dish dense always works hard to shoot the target between the eyebrows in full view of everyone for this reason.

No one would believe that a guy with a bullet in the head in the middle of the eyebrow would miraculously survive.

The sand dish that just finished a task a few days ago is dense.,Came to the school city.,Got paid from his employer.。

However, the sand dish that has not been idle for two days is dense, and today I received a new commission.

A heavy truck loaded with satellite fuel had an accident while heading to a rocket launcher and was taken over by terrorists, who kept the truck on the road they had pointed out under the threat of overturning the vehicle on its side and leaking toxic satellite fuel into the street.

The prisoner's target was the International Conference Hall of the Third School District, where the 12 senior directors of the academy city and the heads of state of the seven countries met for a meeting.

Once they succeed,,Whether it's the VIPs in the international conference hall,Or the reputation of the invisible school city,,Will be devastating.。

Therefore, it is necessary to stop the truck from moving forward, even if it is to tip over and explode halfway, at the expense of the driver, or even if the toxic fuel leaks and injures civilians.

In this way, the sand dish densely received the commission - "stop the truck in the middle of the way, no need to think about other situations, no need to think about the hazard." ”

So, Sand Dish Dense found a suitable sniper spot with the special rifle for the demolition vehicle that had been handed over with the commission.

While Sandpan Dense isn't a man who will be merciful in the mission center, he doesn't intend to blow up the truck directly.

The Sandpan Dense Shot at the viaduct on the road where the truck had to pass and caused it to collapse, so as to complete the commission - the truck could not slow down so there was no way at all, and whether it was only the driver who died in the end or the truck caused a toxic fuel leak due to the strong impact is not what the Sander Dense considers.

However, this commission was really full of surprises.

The first is a sturdy female security guard...... Forgive the sand dish dense for using the word tough, to be honest, the sand dish dense thinks that most men will not be as strong as this woman.

She jumped into the truck and kept trying, trying to disarm the remote control. Unfortunately, it failed, and when the sand dish sealed the road ahead, the driver seemed to sacrifice himself and deceived the female guard on the curve, causing her to lose her center of gravity and be thrown out.

Then there is a girl who is probably still in the middle school, if the female guard is tough, she is probably going to be described as crazy, the girl jumped directly from the trail bridge to the roof of the car, from the point that she is carrying an umbrella bag, the sand dish dense has to think that she wants to use the umbrella bag to achieve the purpose of slowing down the truck instantly...... Could there be a crazier idea?

Finally, there was the boy in a black soft casual suit who crossed the road, he seemed to be completely immersed in his own world, deaf to the things around him, and walked directly onto the road without even looking at the road conditions, until the truck also spotted him, but it was completely too late to avoid it, and he turned his eyes to the horn desperately.

Then, he casually made the same gesture as if he had stopped hailing a taxi to the truck.

Something even crazier happened, and the boy used that hand to brake the truck instantly.

I have to say that after the sand dish dense came back to his senses in shock, the first thing he considered was whether he should also do a superpower development or something.

First ......

The sand dish is dense and has a clear understanding of the power of high-level superpowers-

Although the goal of the mission was accomplished, in fact, I didn't contribute much at all, and I'm afraid I won't get anything from this commission.

Although a little unwilling, Sand Dish Dense still decided to retreat, but when Sand Dish Dense finally aimed the scope at the black-haired boy and saw his face clearly, he decided to make another extra profit.

The dark-haired boy had seen him before.