"About five more minutes, right? Captain."

A blonde woman dressed in black combat clothes speaks to a man who was nearby.

Her name is Erica Peterson.

My nickname is Ellie. I'm 21. Japanese from the United States.

She's a blonde with a chest and ass that looks like she could start wearing battle clothes, but still has an unbearable look on her neat face.

"... right. I hope your daughter's okay."

The man, spoken to by the woman, sees the view outside through the window.

His name is Hanzo Gate Street, 44 years old.

Hit Ellie's boss. Japanese.

His shorter hair is mixed with gray hair everywhere and that seems to represent the depth of his life.

The view of the city Hanzo was brilliantly lit.

Naturally.

The government is sending militias early to maintain power and other infrastructure.

Take precedence over saving lives.

More than a person's life, energy.

With that energy, people can live, so it's a difficult decision.

In fact, Hanzo and the others were also helped by running infrastructure such as water and electricity.

"I didn't expect this much effort to ensure the safety of the mansion..."

"I was dealing with a monster like that in a monster movie. With the power of our company, there's nothing we can do."

Longomiant Corporation.

One of the world's largest companies, empowered in weapons development.

It utilizes the technology of weapons and provides technology and goods to all sectors, including cars, shipbuilding, iron, yarn making, medical care and equipment.

They're the company's security forces.

Hanzo is the captain of that security unit.

In some cases, it was a war weapons development company, and its security forces are no longer made up of military equipment rather than security.

The helicopter they're on right now is also a special thing with stealth features coated with black special paint.

The weapons in your possession, besides, of course, guns capable of firing live ammunition, even objects for capture that have little killing power, capable of firing iron balls and nets for restraint.

Travelling into the dark night, they were not distracted even by the current state of affairs with the latest weapons and radar on board.

It's because of the mysterious monster that I've seen and fought for.

Someone who went crazy like a zombie.

Goblins, cobolts, and oaks that look like they're in a fairy tale.

... and flying in the air, a large reptile, a dragon.

Goblins, even oaks, could be defeated with guns, etc., but only dragons were exceptional.

The dragon they opposed, say Wyburn to be exact, the forefoot turned into a wing, a kind of lower dragon, but to defeat one of them, in normal ammunition, they didn't have teeth in front of a scale that was stronger than steel, and they needed live ammunition for tanks.

There was also the cooperation of a security company that was making a plea, which managed to ensure the safety of the Monmouth family, which was about the size of a theme park, but in the meantime there were a significant number of dead among them.

The monster of a world that has changed.

They knew with that danger.

"... I see it"

Ellie checks out the window.

Female Plains High School.

Normal school with no weird philosophy whatsoever.

She attends this school in the name of learning the sensibilities of ordinary people, although it is not the kind of school attended by the daughter of the chairman of a superior company.

However, Hanzo thought that if this were to happen, he would have liked to have attended a solid school, such as the high school attached to the private Cloud Bell College for Women, which is nearby, which would have been more secure.

Well, there was a problem at Cloud Bell College before school and I couldn't get through.

Besides, thanks to attending this school, Lorna was able to make a lot of close friends with no money or power involved, so I guess that was a good point.

I can't forgive that kid.

"Huh? Did you say something? Captain?"

"No, it's nothing"

Hanzo thinks of a boy student who is strangely close to Rona and feels bitter.

He watched Rona from his childhood.

Fly-like trash closing in on a beautiful, sober grown lady.

Hanzo hated Cicito.

"... that's strange"

Ellie snaps.

"What is it?

"No... Earlier, I saw the school gate, but it was somewhat solid,"

"Firm?"

"Yes, it happened in an accident, too, because there were rolling cars and buses on the school gate, and that was, securely, a messy line so people couldn't get in,"

"It's a mess, but it's a strange rhetoric again."

"But it just feels like it..."

Ellie scratches her head.

Ellie has been living in Japan for five years, although she is from the United States.

It wouldn't be the wrong way to use words.

Hanzo tries to see what Ellie sees, rides himself out and sees it, but the school gate was already hidden in the school building and invisible.

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