Nighttime.
12:37 AM.
A building that was no longer strange, a breeze that was equally familiar. Shino was holding a sniper rifle in the opposite building, providing cover for her teammates.
Ryunosuke, Chisato, and Takina had infiltrated the building with pistols in hand.
The terrorists hiding in this building had taken everyone present hostage and moved them all to the topmost rooftop.
The three had reached the rooftop entrance, pressing tightly against the wall. Chisato pulled out her small red mirror, intending to mimic a secret agent from the movies by checking the situation outside using the mirror's reflection.
However...
*BANG!*
The sound of a gunshot rang out. Chisato immediately pulled her hand back, but the small mirror was unfortunately shattered to pieces by the opponent's bullet.
"Aaah!" She stared sadly at the fragments of the mirror that had been smashed into shards on the floor. "That was the mirror I usually use for my makeup."
Takina replied flatly, "I'll buy you a new one after work."
"OK!" Chisato was instantly energized again. To be able to go home quickly, she recklessly lunged out alone with her pistol.
A hail of bullets from various directions began to strike at her.
Chisato remained calm and relaxed. She moved left and right horizontally, spun, stepped back, then closed her eyes and tilted her head like she was dancing ballet. She avoided all the bullets until they hit the wall behind her, forming a human outline pattern.
Chisato made a telescope gesture with her hands and looked with feigned surprise at the human pattern formed by the bullets on the wall.
"Your shooting is quite good, being able to aim at the edges of my body so accurately."
The terrorists exploded in anger. Was this a compliment or an insult?
Chisato herself had no ill intentions; she genuinely admired them. She just wanted to play around and lure them into making that image. If their aim wasn't accurate enough, it certainly wouldn't have turned out like that.
Takina, hiding in the corner, could only gape.
Even though it wasn't the first time she had seen this sight, she still found it hard to believe that someone could dodge bullets so casually.
Seeing this, Ryunosuke also walked out openly.
Takina was just about to stop him—don't go there! You don't have the ability to dodge bullets like Chisato! But the next scene immediately silenced her.
Ryunosuke duplicated Chisato's earlier movements, directing their bullets to hit the wall behind him.
At this moment, he could already mimic Chisato's ability perfectly. After all, this didn't consume too much stamina; it was just dodging bullets.
The same human outline pattern appeared on the wall behind Ryunosuke. He also did the same thing, making a telescope gesture with his hands and murmuring in awe.
"The shooting is so accurate!"
The criminals: "....."
Don't insult people so excessively like this!
Many terrorists were dying to beat them up, but they were powerless because the bullets simply wouldn't hit the target.
Chisato asked with full curiosity, "When did you learn my bullet-dodging ability?"
She was truly curious. Previously, Ryunosuke was clearly the type who was one hundred percent always hit by bullets from behind; why was he so great now?
Ryunosuke answered casually: "Seeing your movements just now, I learned it on the spot."
Actually, he just wanted to try it out; he didn't expect it to actually work.
He could also feel that while dodging bullets didn't drain him much physically, it required intense concentration to see the bullet's trajectory before it launched and perform predictions. This was quite taxing on mental energy—in other words, it was mentally exhausting.
Ryunosuke rubbed his slightly tired eyes. His mental consumption was indeed quite large. Fortunately, dodging bullets only required agile movement techniques, so his body could use it without a heavy burden.
Faced with Ryunosuke's answer that didn't quite connect with her question, Chisato scratched the back of her head in confusion.
(The question was one thing, the answer was another; how strange. But whatever, now is not the time to think about that.)
Seeing the actions of the two who were completely unafraid of bullets, the terrorists opposite realized they wouldn't be able to escape this misfortune.
They exchanged glances, then pointed their pistols at their own heads.
Chisato wanted to stop them, but it was too late. Even before dying, they managed to utter a very cool sentence.
"A soldier may be killed, but never insulted! Unafraid to be shattered to pieces, for the sake of maintaining dignity in this mortal world!"
They raised the pistols above their heads, then without hesitation pulled the trigger and shot themselves.
Chisato fell to her knees on the floor while screaming in agony.
"Don't dieee!!!" She even reached out her hand as if she wanted to save them.
Ryunosuke beside her was baffled. "Whether they die or not, what does it have to do with you?"
Chisato immediately countered loudly.
"Of course it's my business!"
"If they die, my reputation as someone who 'never kills' will be ruined!"
"What will outsiders think of me later?!!!"
Ryunosuke: "😐"
Fine, he had misunderstood. He thought Chisato was so kind-hearted that she was sad to see enemies die; turns out she was just afraid they would tarnish her "no-kill" principle.
The dead terrorists: (Damn you, &%#!)
If they had known Chisato didn't kill people, why would they have pointed pistols at their own heads and committed suicide?
Terrorists like them would certainly be executed on the spot if caught, so it was better to die with dignity. But who knew Chisato had a no-kill principle? They were truly fooled unto death.
Seeing the terrorists were dead, Chisato stood up and brushed the dust off her long black socks.
"Well then, if they're dead, what can you do."
Her face returned to being relaxed as if nothing had happened.
Ryunosuke looked at her with dead-fish eyes. "That was a fast change in personality."
Chisato acted nonchalant while spreading both hands.
"Well, what else can I do? Dead people can't come back to life, right? It's not like I can use Edo Tensei to resurrect them. I don't know that jutsu."
Chisato was clearly joking using a Naruto reference. In this world, Naruto indeed existed, both in anime and manga form.
"Haiz... Let's go. Call the organization people to help clean up these corpses."
Chisato agreed with Ryunosuke's suggestion and said cheerfully.
"Let's go for drinks!"
Ryunosuke didn't refuse. Agents like them often walked on the edge of life and death; it wouldn't be strange if one day they died because of this dangerous work.
However, in proportion to that, the rewards were also very large.
Completing just one order could yield results equal to the salary of an ordinary person working for over ten years. If it weren't for the money flowing in fast, Ryunosuke wouldn't want to do this dangerous work.
[Suggestion: Friends, do not imitate dangerous work like this; your life is at stake]
Shino, at her distant sniper position, saw through the scope that everything was finished. She prepared to pack up and leave.
She was also feeling hungry; it so happened she could join the drinks while filling her stomach.