The clue is broken.

In the abandoned building area of the "Seventh School District", although the hunt for the terrorists who attacked the "General Council" continues, not long ago, the "security team" that has restored the communication system has lost the trace of the prisoners.

When they came back to their senses, the entire three small groups were silent in the pursuit.

They were all members of the armed forces for the able, and even if the other side had a backup who was good at electronic warfare, the target of their capture was only a middle school girl.

It's a shame!

Unwillingly, after conveying the order to close the team, the man who was the captain crushed the communicator in his hand.

The movement has not yet come to fruition, and he is almost certain that he will face the 'punishment' from "above" next......

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- Huang Dang.

In a dark corner near the post office of the third branch adjacent to the fourth branch, a manhole cover of a sewer made the sound of being removed.

Propped up his body and climbed out of the ladder, he didn't have time to care about the police who had become dirty all over his body, and cautiously surveyed his surroundings, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was indeed no one.

She didn't want to experience this terrible route a second time.

（…… Escape is escape...... Next...... And what to do...... ）

(Or again...... ）

Leaning back against the wall, the confused girl hung her shoulders weakly.

Although she was able to escape this time with the help of unknown people, her situation did not change in any way.

Since the upper echelons have investigated her ability, it means that her identity must have been fully exposed, and a 'wanted warrant' will be issued soon afterward.

Fortunately, there is no such thing as rebellion in "School City".,The worst-case scenario.,That is, after being caught, he was sent to a juvenile correctional home in the "Tenth School District".

（…… There is absolutely no going back to home and school...... Tut...... It seems that the life of the 'street rat' has to go on...... ）

Tilting her head back and raising her head, the girl who had sorted out the current situation could almost foresee her future.

Even so, at least until she completes her revenge, she must not lose her freedom.

“……”

“…… All right...... I'll just take your advice......"

Thinking back to the last few messages left by 'Unknon', the squinting guard looked at himself and laughed.

When her assassination plan completely failed, she had no choice.

“…… I have no interest in your purpose and identity, and it doesn't matter to me whose pawn you become......"

“…… As long as I can really fulfill my wish, what if I sell my soul to you......"

The police who have seen the dark side of the "School City" with their own eyes are not naïve enough to easily believe the other party's promise because "unknon" saved him.

Whether it is salvation or mutual use is only left to time to prove all this.

Staggering, like the back of a wounded beast, it melted into the darkness alone......

……

Soon after that, the attack on the "General Council" was suppressed by a certain board member, and it was determined that it was the cause of the ability of the able.

At the same time, the third-grade student of Wuqiu Affiliated Middle School, the police officer, saw that he had to drop out of school because of his serious illness.

Then,In the "dark department" of "School City",ushered in a long-lost fresh blood.。

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“…… Whew, it's finally all done. ”

After entering the last command, the long, curly-haired golden girl who had finally filed all the information processing of the 177 branch sighed softly and twisted her stiff neck.

Outside the shutters, she could see that the street lights were already on, and she really didn't expect to encounter this kind of 'overtime work' on the first day of reporting.

"It's hard work, let's rest for a while."

A soft voice sounded behind him, and Bimi Yanagi, who also did not leave, put the brewed coffee next to the computer desk.

The wisps of fragrance made the tired spirit sober up a lot.

"Thanks, that ......"

"It's okay to call me Bimei, of course, it's no problem to call my sister~"

I took the time to look at the newcomer's information before, and knew that Flanda was only one year younger than her.

Capable 'juniors' will naturally be likable.

Raised his teacup and took a sip, and Liu Qi Bimei, who was sitting on the side, took the lead in opening her mouth like a confidant big sister.

"Flanda...... It's okay to call you that, right? ”

"Hmm."

Whether it's calling her surname or calling her name, she doesn't pay that much attention to these.

"It's really thanks to you today, if it's still just me and Meiwei, I guess it's going to be ...... again."

"yes, ...... to talk about"

"That's right......"

After getting to know each other, the chatter began to stay in the ears.

This is a cheerful, enthusiastic, and somewhat self-acquainted girl, and someone already has an evaluation in their heart.

Of course, it would be better if the topic of conversation didn't always involve the brand of clothes, popular idols, and good-looking TV series.

Looking at the other party's high mood, I guess I have accumulated a lot of pressure these days.

And when Gufa Meiwei, who was at work, returned with a tired face, this kind of unequal conversation that made Flanda 'suffer' but couldn't express it finally ended, and it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Although these two seniors invited her to have dinner together, she politely refused on the grounds that she still had her sister to take care of at home.

Anyway, we will have a long time working together in the future.

What's more, there are still some 'finishes' that need to be done......

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In the building, which has no doors or windows, the conversation continues.

On the one hand, there are 'monsters' that have transcended the definition of common sense and cannot manifest freely for the time being.

On the other hand, there are "humans" who once stood at the pinnacle of "magicians", but for "some reason" they have thrown themselves into the arms of "science", and can only temporarily confirm their identity by appearance.

（…… Is this something to surprise you? Aresta. ）

Aresta Crowley, that's the current name of 'human'.

It's just that no matter how you look at it, the "human" in the "test tube" is still expressionless, but the "voice" that can't be 'heard' is still 'said'.

(To be able to conceal her existence here is enough to illustrate the danger of 'her'.) ）

Presumably in response to the question, the "human" closed his eyes.

(I see, this means that your "plan" has only just reached the stage where it can be launched, and there is already a "change"?) ）

It's clear that the 'monster' himself is the center of the 'plan', but the tone is as if it's none of his business.

(...... There is no problem with the "plan". ）

"Human" is so sure.

(But now it seems that it can only be said to be 'temporary', right?) ）

The 'monster' replied without thinking.

（…… No, according to the next direction of action of 'that line', it should be within the margin of error. ）

(Really?) 'Should' doesn't look like you...... Never mind...... ）

It's like there's no 'interest', and the 'voice' disappears here.

Then, the "human" opened his eyes.

If anyone were standing in this room at this time, they would definitely use the same word to express their feelings.

'Dangerous'.