The hotel where Takeuchi-kun and the others were abducted was located just a few minutes' walk from the hotel where Nishino and the others had planned to stay. Given that it was a small island to begin with, hotels were also concentrated in specific areas. Such coincidences might have played a role.

"Here?"

Looking out from the street facing the building, Nishino muttered to himself.

"Was it 81, as I recall?"

"Yes, it was."

Like many lodging facilities, the hotel was designed with rooms arranged in tiers along the cliff. As a result, formal assumptions like the eighth floor being on the 80s were completely irrelevant.

Furthermore, the architectural style, which even had uncertain connections with adjacent facilities, made it similarly challenging, just like other hotels, to determine at first glance where the designated store's operational boundaries extended.

"Will it come down to a last-minute showdown, I wonder?"

"Keep your device in a call mode. Pick up the sound and go around to the terrace side."

"Got it."

"Most likely, that woman would not attack you. Even if she did, she should have some hesitation. We can use this opportunity to rescue Takeuchi-kun and the others."

"So what about the plan?"

"Sorry, but its impromptu."

"You really like doing exhibitions, don't you? Is there a reason for that?"

Rose also loves that reckless personality of him.

"Sorry, but this time around, I can't disclose it for various reasons."

"Various reasons?"

"Sorry for this last-minute situation. I intend to prioritize your safety, just like Takeuchi-kun and the others. So, trust me on this. I can't reveal the situation right now."

"It's like back then, isn't it? But this time I can witness it up close."

"Well, I'm not sure about that..."

Nishino speaks in the same tone of voice as always. However, there were tufts and sticky sweat dripping along the stripes of his neck. If it had been at noon, Rose would have noticed that she was sweating more heavily than usual, and his shirt, which had changed color to a wider width, would have been obvious.

But in the darkness of the night, Rose did not realize this.

"Go ahead then."

"Yes, I'm counting on you."

Rose parted ways with Nishino at the front of the hotel. The way she walks is no different than the way she behaves at her school. She proudly puffs out her chest and gracefully walks through the entrance. She followed the directions from the front desk, and she made her way to the room she asked.

Nishino hid in the shadows and watched her from the street until her figure disappeared inside the building and was no longer visible. Finally, when her presence disappeared, he mumbled saying a word to nobody in particular.

"This time's sure been a series of misfortunes..."

He took out the gun he had in his pocket and checked its safety switch.

This is an item he ordered from Marquis.

"I seriously doubt how far I can go with just this, but for now, there's nothing else to do but believe."

He stared at the work tool in his hand and mumbled many lines. If Shimizu would have witnessed this, she would have shouted accusations as she shredded the skin of his entire body. Nishino-kun, you're being gross. That title of him won't get off no matter what.

However, this is a matter of life and death for him. Because, currently, this futsumen hasn't been able to use his mysterious power at all since just the other day.

According to the person himself, this state of him occurs at an appropriate frequency.

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As for the group of Tarousuke and Takeuchi-kun.

Their location remained the same, a living room set up in one of the hotel rooms. In the middle of the room, the mastermind behind their abduction, the Gothic Lolita girl, is still present. She appears bored, fiddling with her device.

After talking for a while, perhaps the conversation ran out of steam, or maybe tension increased with the passing of time. The words exchanged had disappeared without notice. Just a few minutes ago, in response to the shouting from the next room, everyone averted their gaze toward the floor, completely silent.

The silence became unbearable, it seems.

"Rose-san, w-will she really come?"

Matsuura-san muttered in a casual tone.

Rather than directed towards someone specific, it was a plea to everyone in the room. The statement, "Anyone, please help me."  was very characteristic of her, as if she only cared about herself. Thanks to that, the other members of Takeuchi-kun's group, who had been traveling with her for several days, witnessed her true nature.

"If Rose-chan comes, she'll have her own troubles, though."

Perhaps that is why the response from Risa-chan was somewhat harsh. However, Matsuura-san, who was on the brink of a life-threatening crisis, is strong. She can easily overcome the hierarchy of the school. She can even respond to Risa, giving a straightforward answer.

"But then, we will have—"

—But her words were interrupted by a sound that came from somewhere else.

With a slight slamming of the door, the living room door opens.

The man in sunglasses and a suit, who had originally met the Gothic Lolita girl in the living room, appeared from the hallway. As he looked around the room, he saw the girl still sitting on the sofa and walked towards her.

"Excuse me... is this the right time to talk?"

"...What is it?"

"I have something I want you to hear before it's too late."

"About what?"

"Anego, the guy Diego betrayed you and ran away."

"Diego? Who's that?"

"T-The guy in an aloha shirt I was with..."

"Aah, that miserable-looking man?"

"Just in case, I thought I'll let you know."

The Gothic Lolita girl, who responded quite casually, was not very courteous towards the sunglasses man. The rest of their conversation continued while she's only looking at her device's screen.

Thanks to that, Tarousuke and the others who were watching the exchange between these two felt uncomfortable. They also understood that there was a gun was hidden in the chest of the man in a suit. They are not able to stand still, thinking that irritation could be directed at them.

"It doesn't really matter. Let him do as he please."

"...You don't care?"

"More importantly, has Onee-sama arrived yet? How much longer do I have to wait?"

The Gothic Lolita girl complains, not taking into account the concerns of Tarousuke and the others.

Thanks to that, a blue stripe appears on the front of the man in a suit.

However, these exchanges didn't last long. As if to interrupt their conversation, the sound of a knocks resounded in the room.

Without pause, a young woman's voice sounded in the distance.

『Ara? I have been summoned here, but no one's here to welcome me?』

It's Rose.

Naturally, there was a reaction from the Gothic Lolita girl.

"Onee-sama!"

She get up from the sofa with great vigor and she ran to the door.

Her treatment is totally different when she's conversing with the man in a suit.

The man in a suit clenches his fists in frustration as he saw her excited figure.

That little bitch, I will definitely kill her one day! Is his honest feeling as he murmured in his mind. Looking at the figure that ran out happily, he almost grab his gun out of his hidden pocket.

Tarousuke saw a chance to win at this point.

"Maybe this is our chance."

"...Tarousuke-san?"

"Shh... Keep quiet for a moment."

He whispered quietly so that only Takeuchi-kun and the others could hear him.

At the same time, he began to move slowly.

Behind the man in a suit, Tarousuke moved to avoid being noticed by his opponent. As he moved, raised a large vase of flowers in the corner of the room, a large vase with flowers in it, and he held it high in his hands. What he intends to do with the scene is understandable even for the casual observer.

Then, with some hesitation, he swung it down on the man's head.

"Wha—!?"

Just before, the man in a suit quickly turns back, but it was already too late. The bottom of the vase was being lowered vigorously to his forehead.

A thunderous, piercing sound resounded in the room.

At the same time, Tarousuke shouted.

"Now! Let's go out through the balcony!"

The man was hit on the head and fell motionless on the living room floor. His whole body is soaked with water. Fragments of the shattered vase pierce the skin on the top of the man in a suit as his body lies, staining the floor with something red. He looks unconscious.

"Eh? W-Why in the balcony?"

"The corridor side is almost certainly under control!"

"But the outside is a cliff!?"

"In this area of Santorini, the hotels are lined up in rows of buildings that overlap each other. There are some high and some low, but if you follow the wall to the balcony, you should be able to get down to the ground through the next building."

Tarousuke answered Takeuchi-kun's question with a twinkle in his eye.

"It's better to go through the window. Also, I have a strong rope."

What he held up in his hand was the rugged rope that had bound them together. As for its strength, he had experienced it all too well with his own body. It wouldn’t break with just a little force—that much was certain.

"Seriously? Amazing... So cool...!"

Takeuchi-kun looks at Tarousuke with a passionate gaze, as if to say that he is in love with him from the bottom of his heart.

The same goes for the other three. Their eyes were sparkling.

The awkwardness he showed in their first encounter seemed to have been completely wiped out. This was all thanks to Tarousuke's good looks and his reputation as a successful actor. If the actor were some sort of futsumen, none of them would have followed him.

"With just this level, you won't stand a chance in a real battlefield, you know."

Tarousuke answered as he continued, scratching his precious long hair with one hand.

The key is to give a little smile.

"S-Speaking of which, it's going to be on the news that Tarou-san was involved in a kidnapping..."

"We'll talk about that later. We have to get out of here first, okay?"

While receiving the envious gaze from beautiful girls and boys, he is a dull guy who doesn't feel bad about it at all. But, through his trouser pocket, he keeps pinching desperately the flesh of his thigh to prevent his legs from trembling.

"I will take the lead. You guys stay behind me."

"—Yes!"

"—Got it! I'm starting to get nervous though."

"—W-Wait, don't be loud! What if another scary old man like that comes here? we'll be in big trouble!"

"—Um, let's, be quick, c-come on, quick..."

Takeuchi-kun's group responded enthusiastically.

"All right, let's go."

They moved from the living room to the outside balcony, with the da-ze man leading the way.

From then on, they climbed the wall by the pool, sometimes jumping, sometimes climbing, constantly gaining distance from the same place. Since it was night, if they avoided deliberately hid in the dark, and no one would find them never.

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Fortunately of unfortunately, Nishino arrived in the room right after Tarousuke and Takeuchi-kun's group escaped.

"...The room is awfully quiet."

Tarousuke and his friends had fled south, opposite to Nishino's direction. Thanks to that, the two sides never saw each other. They had lost each other. The futsumen crossed the open door and entered the room from the balcony with a slight step.

Naturally, what he saw was the sunglasses man-san in a suit lying on the floor.

"......"

What exactly happened? He asked himself in confusion.

Meanwhile, there was a reaction at the living room door.

"Ara? You look familiar..."

It's the Gothic Lolita girl.

Next to her, accompanied by her, is the figure of Rose.

They had met in the living room.

The latter confirms Nishino's appearance and opens his mouth in extreme interest. Her gaze went back and forth between him, who was standing in the middle of the room, the man in a suit that had fallen on the floor, drenched, and the vase that was broken and scattered with fragments.

"You handle things quite smartly, don't you?"

Without delay, sarcasm flew from her mouth.

"No, that's not right. It's been like this when I arrived here."

"Oh? You think they escaped on their own?"

"It's possible. Takeuchi-kun is with them after all."

For what it's worth, Nishino's opinion of Takeuchi-kun is high.

On the other hand, the Gothic lolita girl may not have a calm state of mind.

"Why did you come here? I only asked Onee-sama to come alone."

"It's a part of my job too. I want that woman back."

"......"

The gazes of Nishino and the Gothic Lolita girl intersect.

The distance between the two is about five or six meters. For the girl who possesses a mysterious power, it feels like an awkward distance. And Nishino, who possesses similar supernatural power to her, understands that he is already within her range.

Thanks to that, the tension in the room was high.

"I refuse. Onee-sama will be having fun with me today, okay?"

"That woman has no taste for homosexuality. Give her a break."

"I don't have a problem with that."

"...I see."

Mumbling, Nishino's arm moved.

With a force uncharacteristic of a futsumen, he pulls out the pistol from his waist and fires it at the Gothic Lolita girl. As the trigger is squeezed, a dry popping sound resounds. The target was the opponent's torso.

However, the bullet stops a few dozen centimetres in front of her.

"You are a foolish Asian to challenge me with that level of weaponry."

"As expected..."

"Let me give this back to you."

"...!"

A lump of lead that was floating in the air flew towards Nishino as if following the trajectory that had just been cast out. By jumping sideways on the spur of the moment, he nearly avoided it. It was a counterattack that he avoided because he expected it from the beginning.

Otherwise, he would have fallen on the floor, just like the man in a suit.

"You are surprisingly fast."

"I heard about you from Francisca. As long as you return that woman, I will never do anything wrong. From what I've heard, your parents are very worried about you. I don't know what happened at your home, but have you considered talking to your parents?"

Since defeating her is not the only method, the futsumen also came here to negotiate.

He has also received this strange request from Francisca.

"Please stop joking. I have come to know what freedom is. I won't let them keep me locked up in the hospital forever. I've gained the power for that. Right now, I am the freest being in this world."

"I see."

"Life is so short and so boring."

"I agree with that opinion."

"Therefore, I've decided to enjoy it to the fullest. I will not let anyone get in my way."

"...I see."

What the Gothic Lolita girl conveyed here was words that also resonated the heart of the futsumen. He, too, wasn't living this moment wholeheartedly for no reason. If it weren't for the promise with Rose, he might have turned back.

"But work is work. I can't simply nod my head in agreement."

"Is that so."

"Yeah."

"...If that is the case. Please die here."

The girl raised her arm high above her head.

However, it was never swung down.

"Wha..."

The next moment, her knees were broken and her body staggered. As if the string holding the puppet in place had been cut. Her hands, legs, and torso all fell to the ground. The scene was so distorted and inhumane that was disturbing to see.

At the same time, the facial expression of the Gothic Lolita girl changes.

She was surprised.

"Eh... This, why...!"

Her eyes were widened as she saw her own body crumbling.

Without hesitation, she had to close her eyelids from the impact of her chin getting hit on the floor.

A small scream could be heard escaping from her beautiful mouth.

"I can see some individual differences, but it seems you were no exception."

Looking at the bizarre scene, Nishino talks about the misfortune that has befallen her.

As if his eyes looking at the scenery somewhere faraway, his thin eyes became even more thinner. From the others' point of view, he doesn't look cool at all.

"Wha...! M-My body is...!"

The Gothic Lolita girl is panicking.

She fell face down on the floor of the living room and desperately moved her hands and feet. She also finds it difficult to crawl around on all fours.

Her figure that had calmly stood around until now was like a lie.

"What is the meaning of this!? H-How!?"

"Calm down, there's nothing to worry about. At least your life is not in danger."

"D-Do you know anything about this!? What did you...!"

"Well..."

Murmuring to admonish the girl, Nishino stepped forward.

Fortunately, the plan is to secure her.

"Hii...!"

Fear appears on Gothic Lolita girl's face.

With a short scream, she tried to move backward from her seated position on the floor. However, it was difficult with her shortened limbs, which were now part of her operational components. Her body hardly moved, and her prosthetic limbs clashed with each other, making a clattering sound.

"Calm down. I'm not going to hurt you."

"P-Please don't come here! Don't touch me!"

"......"

The Gothic Lolita girl screamed with a desperate look on her face.

She looks scared and disgusted. Seeing the expression on her face, Nishino withdrew his outstretched hand. Shaking his head with "No good." He looked at the frightened girl and made his futsumen heart felt like a rapist.

Instead, he turns his gaze towards Rose.

"Sorry, but you have to carry this girl. I'm a man, so I don't think I'm appropriate for this."

"To be honest, I want to refuse."

"This is also a job."

"...I got it."

With a reluctant look, Rose held out her hand to the girl.

However, the handling was not quite appropriate. She grabbed her hair and held it up like a crane. Because it was lifted vigorously, some of her hair fell out. But Rose doesn't seem to care about this at all.

"Oi. Can you at least put more effort into it?"

"Well, she's a lesbian, isn't she?"

"It's the client's request."

"......"

Reluctantly, Rose wraps her arms around the Gothic Lolita girl's torso. If she had been in a normal state like a while ago, her eyes could to have shone by that act. However, the girl at present only trembles as if she were submerged in icy water, her body quivering with a wobble.

Then this happened in the middle of all this—

"—What the heck, I heard something interesting."

Suddenly, an unexpected voice rang out.

All eyes were directed towards the figure of the sunglasses man in  a suit, still lying face down on the floor with one hand holding a handgun. The aim of the gun was directed towards a Gothic Lolita girl being held by Rose.

"What? Have you been sleeping like a raccoon dog?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't hand over that woman."

"Why?"

"Our boss's life was taken by her. At the very least, I'll make her pay for all this trouble she caused."

"I see."

"Oops. Don't you dare move, okay? Hey, kid. You too."

The man stood up slowly. The gun's muzzle was still pointed at the Gothic Lolita girl.

By the way, the word "kid" was directed at Nishino.

"Aren't you rather pompous against children?"

"I've seen her do some serious damage. I'm not going to be merciful even if she's still a brat."

"You sure are working hard."

"Shut up! I don't care what you say."

An Asian futsumen and European handsome man face each other head-on.

Their distances are only a few meters apart.

The scene that was supposed to be somewhat cool originally, however it was ruined thanks to the appearance of futsumen. The leather jacket, which become his favorite since his visit to Santorini, especially emphasizes the immaculate nature of the futsumen. It's also one of the causes of Class rep's irritation.

"Die."

The gun trigger was pulled.

A dry sound resounded.

"Wha—!?"

A future of Nishino's going down might happen.

But the next moment it was the man in a suit who knelt down.

Nishino's hand is also holding a gun and smoke is rising from the muzzle of it.

It was a terrifying quick hit. The bullet that was fired had pierced the man in a suit's hand.

"B-Bastard...!"

The man in a suit looked at futsumen with a demon-like expression.

Nishino responded with a cold expression, as if to say, "I'm sorry, but this is also a job."

"Damn it! What the hell is wrong with you all!?"

"You're gonna die anyway. It would be useless to find out."

As he continued, Nishino lined up the sight with the man's head and pulled the trigger.

However, the next shot did not go off.

"—Daniel-san!"

Instead, a bullet flew from the entrance door interrupted Nishino's action.

Apparently, a companion of the man in a suit had rushed over. He must have heard the sound of gunshots. By the sound of their footsteps, they are not just one or two people. It was a fairly large number of people.

"Tch..."

Given this, the futsumen can't afford to take it easy.

In his current state, he was just a high school kid. If he was shot with a gun, he would die, and if he was stabbed with a knife, he would die. The methods to prevent this from happening were lost, and the exact date and time of the restoration of his supernatural ability was impossible to determine, even for him.

"Nishino-kun?"

Sensing an unusual sense of urgency in Nishino, Rose spoke up.

"Take that girl and go."

"Yes, I know. But you—"

"—Hurry up!"

Reacting to unspoken implications, Rose, the steadfast Nishino loyalist, proceeds as told. Her prior observations of Futsumen's abilities leave her with no concerns. There's nothing to be particularly worried about.

Still, Rose was an intelligent person, and she felt uncomfortable with the way Nishino was interacting.

—It's about the figure of the futsumen wielding a pistol that she had never seen before.

Even though she had been with him a few times, this was the first time she had seen him act like that. That's why her hesitation is by no means questionable.

However, if she is ordered to leave, she will obey.

Meanwhile, a group of men in suits rushed into the living room.

There were almost ten of them. All of them are armed with guns and knives.

Even so, the original Nishino would not have minded that number... But how would the current Nishino handle it?

"—Just now, That was a gunshot wasn't it...?"

"—Daniel-san, what happened?"

"—Oi oi, what's going on here?"

"—I mean, a-aah, w-what the hell happened to that woman?"

"—What a pain, you're in the way! Hurry up and get in!"

"—Uwaaa!?"

Italian words pronounced with a strong southern accent resound.

A group of men emerge from the corridor into the living room.

"Your companions huh..."

"How dare you shoot me in the hand, you little shit!? You're a fucking idiot, with a hole in the ass. I'll kill you, I'll never forgive you. It hurts, it really hurts! I wonder if it will heal properly? Son of a bitch!"

"Don't get all heated up over something so trivial. It's your fault for being slow."

"What did you say!?"

Even though it would be better if he just shut up, a few words slipped from the futsumen's mouth. The situation is beyond help. After he said it, the futsumen wondered if he had said too much.

Thanks to that, the group of men are angry.

"I don't really get it why it turns out like this, but at this point, I'll kill you all! Oi, you guys! Don't hesitate and get them! They're going to run away anyway! Stop thinking and do it!"

The man in a suit screamed loudly.

In response, his companions responded hesitantly.

"—B-But, Daniel-san, that woman..."

"—Right, do you want us to end up like what happened to the boss!?"

"—More importantly, what the hell is wrong with that kid? Is that her companion!?"

"—I don't want to be a part of this anymoreee! Give me a breakkk! I wanna to go home alreadyyy!"

Apparently, they have seen many frightening things because of their activities with the girl.

However, upon hearing the next words of the man in a suit who followed him, their attitude changed drastically.

"For some reason, that bitch seems unable to move properly now. If we're going to do it, it has to be now! It's a payback for stripping the boss, go for it! If we don't do it now, We might end up getting killed!"

All eyes are on Rose and the girl she is holding.

The confused girl in her arms asked question.

"...Are you going to help me, Onee-sama?"

"Yes, I will. But this is a job, and it's not what I want. You understand that part, right?"

"No, I'm glad to hear it. I can't believe you're helping me like this..."

The silver-haired lolita stares at the golden-haired lolita with a dazed look in her eyes. Her cheeks are greatly reddened. She was the one who seemed more passionate than ever because she had saved her from her predicament.

On the other hand, the person being stared at responds with goosebumps, as she simply proclaiming devotion to Nishino alone. She utilize her natural strength to extend her arm and keep as much distance as possible from being embraced.

"I have no taste for that sort of thing. Could you stop looking at me strangely?"

"When I look at you closely like this, you look more beautiful than ever. I want to kiss you."

"...Do you want me to throw you out?"

"I love the cold look in your eyes, and the dignified way you say it. Can I love you?"

"That's not a good idea."

The exchange was like that.

Meanwhile, the shots began to ring out in the same room.

It seems that the man in a suit and his companions have shifted to an offensive stance.

It's a gunfight.

Nishino turns the low table in front of the sofa and uses it as a shield, making it look like foot on two legs. On the other hand, the group of men in suits stood at the door of the room, and they were in a "go-go-go-go" state with their numbers telling them what to do.

As for the number of people, the latter seems to have the advantage in the competition between both.

The table was set to protect not only him, but also Rose and the Gothic Lolita who was behind him. As he continued, he kicked numerous other pieces of furniture aside, creating a roadblock to overcome the urgency of the situation. In the midst of the rain of bullets, It's not an exaggeration to call it a miraculous stage setup.

"...Nishino-kun?"

Thanks to that, Rose starts to have doubts.

In the past, he managed to infiltrate the stronghold of an adversary far more formidable than the current opposition and took the boss's life without even a drop of spilled blood. Even though he was on the defensive, it's surprising to see him struggle this much.

"Hurry. Leave this place immediately."

The futsumen said as they beat their second prey between their eyes.

He has five bullets and zero magazines left. When you think about the fact that there are still seven or eight people happily shooting, it's a power gap that seems desperate. However, Nishino is not disturbed by such a situation and gives instructions to Rose.

"Are you not feeling well, by any chance??"

"Come to think of it, I haven't slept in the last two days. I'm really sleepy."

While throwing a casual remark, he fired a single shot and scored a headshot.

At the end of the barricade, one of the men in line fell before he could scream. Because of this, the group of the man in a suit, perhaps understanding that it is not good to stand behind the columns, they also begin to move to hide in the shadows, as the walls of the building and the back of the furniture.

"T-That's not what I'm talking about."

"I'll make a path. On my signal, run across the balcony. And I'm sorry, but get ready to receive a bullet or two. Let me know where you don't like to be hit. The opponent is kind enough to have a Beretta 9mm."

If Shimizu were to listen to this conversation, as usual she will react with, "Nishino-kun you're really gross.", it is an inevitable judgement. "Pretending to know about guns like Beretta is just so obvious, okay? I know about it too, even heard about it in a game." No doubt there would be a question and answer session.

"It doesn't matter if it's the head or the chest, but, I'm talking about—"

"—That's good. Okay, Let's start on the count of three."

"W-Wait!"

Nishino continues the conversation without asking for permission.

It is Rose who is upset.

"One, two."

"I-I get it!"

However, she couldn't resist when faced with Nishino, who had started the countdown. She was the type to reflexively obey when pushed forcefully. She was a blonde lolita who never thought Nishino would lose to her.

"—Three!"

"I'll be waiting for you at the hotel!"

"Got it!"

Nishino dances out from behind the table.

The men suddenly appeared and targeted Nishino. In the midst of a barrage of bullets, he used the furniture he found to shield himself. Most of the shots missed their mark and ended up hitting the walls or windows without hitting him. He managed to dodge the remaining direct hits by a hair's breadth.

Meanwhile, Rose rushes towards the terrace.

And then, a stray bullet hit the blonde lolita's buttocks.

"......"

Her face contorts in unexpected shock; it's as if she's saying, "Wait, right there? Are you kidding?"

The bullet did not penetrate and remained inside her body, not reaching the Gothic Lolita girl she was holding. Her plump buttocks absorbed the impact it received. It was a victory for Rose's well-rounded buttocks, despite her petite appearance.

She was a blonde-haired Lolita who wanted to impress someone by appearing injured in the shoulder area and gain their favor in a cool way.

"Onee-sama?"

"Shut up!"

She winced in pain after being shot, but her stride did not falter. Without letting out a scream and with an unearthly leg strength, she leaped all the way to the terrace while carrying the Gothic Lolita girl in both hands. She couldn't afford to show an uncool appearance in front of Nishino.

She's pretending desperately as if she haven't been shot.

And with her extraordinary physical abilities surpassing those of an ordinary person, it was easy to escape afterwards. Holding the silver-haired Lolita in both arms, they traversed the terrace of the adjacent hotel, jumping and bouncing as if in a wire-action scene, and swiftly left the scene.

"Damn, I lost the woman!"

The sunglasses man-san in a suit barked angrily in the living room.