Book 9 Chapter 5
Part 1
Night had fallen.
I heard soft footsteps descending the stairs. It was Erika, my Vampire big sister.
But my sexy sister wearing only a sheer pink negligee (!?) tilted her head as soon as she entered the living room.
“Oh?”
She was apparently puzzled by the smell of food before since she had not started doing the cooking herself.
Without any power, none of the lights were working.
But keeping my phone’s light on all the time would be a waste of its battery, so I had created a simple light by placing a flashlight shining into a clear bowl flipped upside down. I had based the idea on those lights in night construction zones that resembled the paper lanterns at the Hinamatsuri.
We had cooked the food using a portable stove sitting on the table. The water supply had been stopped too, so we had used bottled water for that. After flavoring it with the curry Erika had made for us yesterday, we had added some vegetables like potatoes and corn that kept well at room temperature.
Cooking rice without power or running water would have been too difficult, so we had used udon instead.
The end result was a fantastic curry bowl, but while I keep saying “we”, I didn’t make it.
“Erika-chan? I know this is your home, but do you have to walk around dressed like that?”
The glasses woman tending to the earthenware pot spoke in a gentle but chiding manner.
Needless to say, it was the wife next door, Shoumi-san.
“You made this?”
“Sorry for using your kitchen without asking, but it looked like you had some things that needed to be used before they went bad.”
“I’m only borrowing the kitchen from our mom anyway. And I’m sure she would be comfortable with you taking over in her stead. But…hm. I see you leave the potato skins on.”
They looked amiable enough.
They mentioned a bunch of stuff about nutrition that went over Ayumi and my heads, like it’s best not to wash them too much and that cooking them destroys the vitamins.
To be honest, we had barely managed it this time. It had of course helped that Itou-san could physically prevent Umikaze Speechia from doing anything and that the Scylla herself had told us how to solve the snow problem.
But in the end, it came down to emotions.
The most logical of explanations may not have been enough to convince Shoumi-san. She might have decided it was still “safest” to kill the girl and eliminate all possibility of trouble.
She had temporarily pushed past her normal limits due to her extreme tension, so once she managed to calm down, things would revert to neutral.
But even that was only an optimistic theory. Whether or not our neighbor would ever truly be the same again was a gamble.
Still, I hadn’t given up on her.
Because I believed she was worthy of forgiveness.
I had waited this long because I wanted to include my Vampire sister as part of our fighting force. And because I had wanted to give Maxwell time to gather and analyze data.
Since the ordinary household power was out, none of the streetlights were on outside. The living room TV was dead too.
Ayumi was holding a small emergency TV (with a hand crank generator) that our mom had probably bought off an informercial and immediately shoved in a closet. The Class Rep and Itou-san were shoulder-to-shoulder with her to see the screen. And damn those three were cute altogether like that.
“No further news has come in regarding the Noble Ingot cargo ship fire. The flames continue to burn. The coast guard’s firefighting boats continue to battle the blaze, but experts say this fire includes flammable plastic materials instead of just fuel, so some are saying the only option is to wait for it to burn itself out.”
I could hear the female broadcaster from here.
The news was the same as it had been yesterday and the day before.
They weren’t accidentally reading yesterday’s script without noticing the wrong date at the top, were they?
Yes.
“Come to think of it, it never did make sense.”
Not even those firefighting experts could put out the ship fire with their fire extinguishing foam. Because even when the foam covered the deck, the fire could send the microplastics into the air if the density was right.
But…
“If they continue spraying ordinary water, they should be able to knock all the snow out of the air.”
If we wanted them to put out the fire, we only had to get accurate information to them.
That might sound reasonable enough, but those magic words of 20/20 hindsight could be applied to most any situation. If we had realized this from the beginning, we could have done this much sooner.
But we still had a chance to fix this.
“Maxwell, I’m about ready to hear what data you’ve gathered. Or do you need more time?”
“Questioning my abilities as a machine before asking a question will not improve my performance. (´Д` ) Hmph.”
It sure seems to make a difference with you, but does that mean I’m ignorantly anthropomorphizing you too much?
“The cargo ship burning out at sea was a toy prepared by JB from the beginning,” I said. “It’s burning now to provide the monster needed for the Scylla to operate within the city they’ve intentionally isolated. So let’s check over things one at a time. …What’s the coast guard doing? Umikaze made it sound like they’re honestly trying to put out the fire but failing.”
“Sure. They are mostly the firefighting division arrived from the next city over. The two cities have an agreement to assist each other if an industrial complex fire or something similar makes the local harbor facilities unusable.”
“The next city over.”
They wouldn’t have an infinite supply of that chemical fire extinguishing foam. If they were reloading at the harbor there, then going there to speak with them could have been an option, but…
“Then going to them directly isn’t an option, is it?”
“Sure.”
“Then what about sending them a transmission? You and me are communicating right now.”
“Their firefighting boats use a special band for their ship radios, so reaching them with an ordinary phone or over the internet would be very difficult. Leaked videos are common nowadays, so they apparently have their private phones gathered up and stored in a safe before they head out on a job.”
“Are you saying their boats don’t use GPS?”
“Excuse me. All of their industrial communication devices require a special data key for emergency workers. Breaking into that on such short notice is not realistic.”
Which meant…
“Maxwell, I want to use a drone. I can use a speaker to get my voice directly to the firefighting boats out at sea. That way we can tell them to use seawater instead of that foam.”
“Will they really listen to some anonymous advice? They will follow standard procedure by always looking up to their commanding officer to see what to do. There is no room for adlibbing there.”
“They’ll be desperate for anything that might work right now. Once they find out the water works, they’ll know what to do.”
Drones came in a number of varieties, but I had heard helicopters and planes couldn’t fly in this snow.
But the drones I used weren’t the multicopter ones that looked like crane flies. I used balloon drones made by attaching a rubber balloon to the top of a spray can.
However, they did use a small propeller for changing direction and the microplastics would probably wreak havoc on the motor and gears.
I didn’t want to send one flying too far.
“Let’s get as close to the ocean as we can, launch a drone from there, and try to get this info to the coast guard so they’ll start using ordinary water.”
“That makes sense, but there are still risks.”
“Do you think JB has more than just Umikaze here?”
We all glanced over at the wicked blonde girl, but the Scylla seated on the floor shook her head.
“My connections to the rest of JB aren’t that strong. I don’t know any details on the cargo ship set up as Charybdis or on their defenses here.”
“…”
“Wait, keep that scary woman away from me!! I-I really don’t know anything!!”
I was beginning to see how to keep her compliant.
If she was being difficult, I could let Itou-san the Archenemy or Shoumi-san the Class Rep mom handle it. She was a much less dangerous villain than the Valkyrie widow(!?) named Karen.
I still didn’t have a clear idea of what exactly JB was. Only that several criminals seemed to be cooperating via a network. In other words, they were all linked by the Freischutz simulator. We had bigger issues right now, but once the snow problem was dealt with, I had to get her to tell me more about that.
“Even if there is no further JB presence here, there are still other threats,” said Maxwell. “Kukyou City has been pushed to the limit, so it is at high risk for severe moral hazards. You are talking about visiting the harbor at night. Anything could happen there.”
Was the idea of the benevolent citizen only an illusion?
I would die just the same no matter who stabbed me, so I had to be careful.
“Fugu. But aren’t the coast guard experts? Why can’t they figure out for themselves that they can put out the fire by switching methods?”
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to break through their professionalism and the preconception that they need to put out this fire as quickly as possible, Idiot #1?” asked Maxwell. “And did a musclebound meathead like you neglect any brain training to the point you failed to realize that there are several legal barriers in the way of what you suggest, and that Japan’s public agencies tend to have their freedom restricted to a considerable degree, you simpleton? Now, if you don’t feel like being actually useful, how about you go over and start counting the wood grain on the floor.”
Ayumi bit her lip and started trembling in place, so I went over and hugged her. It felt like that was my duty as a big brother right then.
But anyway…
“If we can get the Noble Ingot extinguished, this will all be over.”
Firing an anti-ship missile that skimmed just off the ocean’s surface would probably be able to sink the cargo ship, but the world didn’t give us such a convenient option.
And…
“We need to gather data on the ship. If someone’s still onboard, we need to make sure the coast guard focuses on rescuing them.”
Umikaze shook her long blonde hair side to side as she looked around with obvious caution.
“Even if they’re one of JB’s cast members?”
“Even then. Try to understand my stance here. And the fact that I’m actually speaking with you here right now should show I actually mean it.”
Cast member, huh?
There are so many other terms they could use: staff member, agent, soldier, employee, teammate, brother/sister, comrade, pawn, ally, etc.
How did they refer to Freischutz? That is the name of an opera, I suppose.
“So the harbor at night, huh?”
How many drones did I have ready to go?
There were so many possible barriers in my way: a JB ambush, the city’s desperate people, and the microplastic snow to name a few. It would be best to not assume the very first drone would work.
“Normal water works better against that snow than chemical fire extinguishing foam. We need to contact the coast guard’s firefighters and get them to finally extinguish that cargo ship fire.”
Part 2
Things had changed.
Rain was pounding on the roof.
“It’s pouring.” Ayumi looked out the living room window. “If only this would put out the cargo ship fire.”
“We wouldn’t be that lucky.”
It might help some since it would take the microplastics out of the air, but you never heard of firefighters leaving a burning building because it was raining and that would take care of things for them. We still needed the help of the coast guard.
Once the microplastics around the city soaked up the rainwater, the risk of a large fire reduced considerably, so we did still need to view this rain as a blessing.
“Anyway, Ayumi, are you ready to go?”
“Fugu.”
That was not a clear yes or no (and she was the type to wait till the last second to do her summer homework), so I helped her check through her backpack which had a single shoulder strap…and just as I suspected, she wasn’t ready at all.
Zombies needed a lot of special care, like needle, thread, disinfectant, and preservatives. Especially when it was raining and that rain would be tangled with microplastics. Really, she probably shouldn’t have been going outside at all.
“If you want to lose the title of ‘idiot’ then you need to start looking after your own bag.”
“It’s all of you who call me that for no good reason!”
I helped my tearful little sister get her things in order while thinking about what we had to do.
Ultimately, we had to get the Noble Ingot fire put out.
That required letting the coast guard firefighters know their current efforts were a waste of time and they should use ordinary water instead.
It might be difficult to get a drone out in this snow, so to reduce the risk of it crashing, we were going to the harbor to launch it from the shortest possible distance.
That would solve the microplastic snow problem plaguing Kukyou City.
The group walking to the harbor was me, Ayumi, Erika, Itou Helen, and Umikaze Speechia.
“Okay, the idiot’s ready now, so let’s get going.”
Shoumi-san took a break from efficiently using the limited water to wash the dishes and poked her head out into the living room.
“Are you sure this is a good idea? Shouldn’t you go to the police instead?”
“They’ll start functioning again once we’re done. We can leave the rest with them then, so don’t worry.”
“…”
She wanted to find a reason to stop us, but she knew full well the police would be no help here. That was why she had taken matters into her own hands when it came to protecting her daughter.
Meanwhile, the Class Rep gave me a complicated look since she had not been chosen to join our group, but I wasn’t going to change my mind on this. Mostly because bringing her into danger would in turn put Shoumi-san on edge. The extreme actions she had taken only worked on a limited basis, so she could not rely on that monstrous strength forever.
And one other thing.
“C’mon, let’s go, Umikaze.”
“Ugh, you’re really making me betray JB, aren’t you?”
After seeing that other JB “cast member” shot to death in a police holding cell, I understood why she wasn’t thrilled by the idea.
But on the other hand…
“(Would you prefer to stay here with Shoumi-san?)”
I whispered the magic words in an ear with blonde hair falling over it and the Scylla froze in place.
I didn’t trust her not to cause trouble, but that was exactly why I couldn’t leave her behind with the Class Rep and her mom. I didn’t want her plotting revenge and she could end up being torn limb from limb if Shoumi-san started having doubts again. The woman was smiling now, but that was only because we were providing some guarantee of safety.
She would do anything for her daughter.
In that sense, she was a perfectly “normal” person.
Erika called to us from the entrance.
“I have the umbrellas ready. We appear to have more than enough for everyone.”
“Why does a family of five have so many umbrellas?”
The rain was unexpected, but we couldn’t change our plan now.
Kukyou City was at its limit.
Umikaze of JB had been agitating people today, but who could say what tomorrow would hold. Conflict could be sparked by all sorts of things that didn’t even need to be connected to a villain’s plans or Freischutz’s calculations. What scared me most was for widespread rioting to envelop the city after developing naturally, outside of any conspiracy or plotting. With no clear cause, you couldn’t find a way to prevent it.
So before that happened, we had to break Kukyou City’s bonds and set it free.
“Okay, Class Rep, Shoumi-san. We’ll be going.”
“Take care. And I mean that.”
The Class Rep sounded worried as we stepped out into the night with various colors of umbrella.
The rain sounded awfully heavy on our umbrellas, but was that due to the microplastics in the air? I could see some dark gray sludge on the surface of the umbrellas.
Hopefully the drone would be okay.
I doubted the rain could knock it from the air, but it could lead to some unexpected malfunction.
“The snow feels different underfoot now, Senpai.”
Itou-san tilted her head while trudging through the snow and carrying an umbrella too large for her short stature.
We didn’t want the snow to take in enough air to become flammable, but it caused a different problem when it grew wet and flat.
It became heavy and hard.
Maybe it was like a down blanket that had soaked up a bunch of water. I could hear some creaking sounds and looked around to see a thick tree in a nearby yard close to breaking from the weight of the snow.
“I hope this won’t be too much weight for the roofs,” said Erika who was using a bat umbrella.
I didn’t want to tell her, but I was pretty sure this would damage the roofs.
My feet slid on the snow instead of sinking into it. My footing was as unstable as walking on a surface fully coated with wet leaves. Hopefully cars and motorcycles wouldn’t slip on this.
This was yet another reason why Kukyou City couldn’t wait much longer.
The city would cease to be a city if it was left at the mercy of the microplastic snow.
Our destination was the coast, but not the beach in the shopping district. We were interested in the concrete industrial area. The container yard where Maxwell was stored was there.
I asked Umikaze some more questions on the way.
“So the water filter misinformation related to Huge Camera was you too?”
“That was meant to create an external enemy and provide a demonstration that would help me take over at the school. They needed some close-to-home concern or they wouldn’t think to stay in the school and find weapons, right?”
I couldn’t believe it.
While we had been risking our lives to protect the city, we had been helping JB gather data for manipulating people.
Erika twirled her black bat umbrella while asking a cautious question.
“Then are there more JB people in Kukyou City?”
“Don’t ask me. We’re connected through Freischutz’s network, but I’ve never actually met them. If I knew where any of them were, I would have gone to them first.”
I doubted she was lying about that.
Not only had she not gone to anyone for help after being poisoned by Itou-san, she had worked on her own to take over the school. If she had someone else she could work with, I bet they could have found a way to take over the school without revealing who they were. With an accomplice, they could create whatever alibis they needed.
JB.
It seemed like a huge organization, but I had a poor picture of what exactly it was. Or rather, it was hard to figure out what had brought its members together. Absolute Noah had used the very obvious bait of surviving the destruction of the world, but what interests and beliefs bound these people together?
“A jailbreak.”
“What kind of jailbreak?”
I had to ask that question since I was a huge electronics geek.
To jailbreak a phone was to break free of the protections put in place by the manufacturer’s settings and customize it however you liked. That violated the warranty, so everything you did from there was your own responsibility and what you thought was a convenient piece of free software could turn out to be a virus.
“We want to break free of this boring world,” said Umikaze. “Amatsu-kun, have you ever questioned the fact that the world runs on the decimal system?”
“Why would I?”
“1 day is 24 hours, 1 hour is 60 minutes, and 1 minute is 60 seconds. You can look at the units of weeks, months, and years too if you like. Do you see the number 10 anywhere in all of that?” The wicked blonde girl laughed. “Why is a kilogram a kilogram? Why is a meter defined the way it is? There are of course plausible reasons and stories for each and every one of those things, but those are all excuses, aren’t they? The dollar is the standard global currency because someone benefits from it. Same with English being the lingua franca. Don’t you find it odd that the Japanese write programs with English characters? Chinese and Indian programmers do the same. Because that’s ‘the way it’s done’. The meter and the gram are no different. That was made ‘the way it’s done’ because someone found it easier that way.”
This reminded me of the twisted way the former Bright Cross chose to have humans manage Archenemies because it was “easier” that way. Except this was on a much wider scale.
“So we in JB are casting a stone of doubt on our worldview and on all the definitions we accept as normal. We will tear down all presuppositions, renew everything, and construct a liberated world not bound to anyone’s vested interests. That is our idea of a jailbreak. To break free of the unseen rule of all the things everyone just accepts without bothering to question them.”
“So you’re looking up from the bottom of the pyramid?”
“In that sense, we’re the opposite of Absolute Noah that gathered the most privileged around the world to survive a great disaster together. In JB, we hate nothing more than those people who look down on the rest of us and force their rules onto us.”
Of course, these were the words of an enemy within JB, so I didn’t know how much of this I could believe. It would be best not to accept any of it until I had some more objective evidence.
In the worst case, it was even possible this was a sales talk that Freischutz had constructed to efficiently lure people into their group.
But who did they think was responsible for the “rule” they were trying to break free of?
Were they blaming humans or Archenemies?
Or did they blame the mysterious gods like Valkyrie Karen?
“I don’t know if it’s all of you or Freischutz who’s really in control there, but what you see here is what JB is actually doing.”
“…”
“Jailbreaking a phone will force the risk of viruses and hacked accounts onto unsuspecting ordinary users. Because you’re opening a hole in the safe network and that allows malware in. …Isn’t that essentially what you’re doing? If people learn their safety is being threatened for some stranger’s ‘freedom’, most people aren’t just going to accept it. Maybe the way things work now is designed to prop up someone’s vested interests, but what you’re forcing onto them is a heavy burden too.”
Maybe she didn’t have an answer to that.
Anyway, we walked through the rainy city to reach the ocean.
Itou-san gulped below her umbrella.
“It’s finally time, Senpai.”
“Yes. It’s almost 9. I don’t know when your curfew is, but I want to get you back home before you’re in too much trouble.”
“Could you not bring up that very realistic problem right now!? Ah, ahh! How am I ever supposed to explain this!?”
I was the one that had gotten their precious daughter involved in this mess, so if her parents were going to get after anyone, it should be me. But I decided not to mention that.
I could go apologize to them in secret and let them punch me while that cute underclassman was none the wiser.
And…
“Ohhhh, we’re really at the harbor at night.”
Ayumi excitedly waved her smallish plastic umbrella around, but I doubted she had started watching industrial tour videos for fun. So had she been watching police dramas or gang movies?
The harbor itself was not operational.
The entire bay had been blocked off for the firefighting and no ships were allowed in or out.
But there were still valuables in the containers and warehouses.
Even with the power out and the streetlights off – no, because of those things – they would still have night guards on duty. Otherwise, Maxwell’s container would have been crushed by the snow here. The guards’ presence was not appreciated at the moment, but I couldn’t forget to be thankful in general.
And I found what I was looking for.
There was a tear in the tall fence surrounding the harbor. I had heard a forklift had run into the fence and it never got fixed.
“This way.”
“Ugh, we’ll have to fold up our umbrellas to get through there,” said Ayumi. “And in this thick rain.”
I knew my way around the place since Maxwell was located here. Under normal circumstances, I would have gone and said hi to the guy at the gate.
Once through the hole in the fence, we weaved our way through the large warehouses and large piles of containers and trudged through the heavy, waterlogged snow to reach the wharf.
We wanted the shortest distance possible.
That meant leaving the area where Maxwell was and walking to the ferry loading zone that had a large space for loading and unloading cars.
The snow was piled up and a bunch of rain-wet cars were lined up there.
Boats were moored there, but I saw no sign of any people around.
“Fugu. This doesn’t look like a car company left an incoming shipment of new cars here.”
“It might be the opposite. People drove here hoping to leave the city, but the boats weren’t running and they were stuck.”
It was really dark with the streetlights out, but the ocean was unnaturally bright. A sunset-orange light was flickering there. It was a lot closer than I had expected. It was in front of the horizon, so…less than 3km probably. That was like the distance from one train station to another in a big city.
The Noble Ingot was still burning out there.
That was the Charybdis disaster gadget prepared for JB’s Scylla.
It was the cause of all this.
“Okay, let’s get started.”
Part 3
The reason the Noble Ingot fire had yet to be put out was the poor compatibility between the microplastic snow and the chemical fire extinguishing foam the coast guard was using. They could cover the ship in foam, but that wouldn’t fully stop the fire from sending the microplastics into the air. They could put out the fire if they set aside their special equipment and used seawater. The water would tangle with the snow in the air and cause it to fall.
But the rain wasn’t enough.
We did need the help of those professionals.
We had to send a drone from here to inform the firefighting boats out at sea.
“So how exactly do we do that?” asked Ayumi.
It seemed a bit late to be asking that, but maybe it was a sign of her trust in me that she had come all this way without knowing what we were doing.
“No, wait. She’s just so stupid it sounds like there’s some deeper meaning there, but there really isn’t.”
“Just answer my question!!”
I showed tearful Ayumi what I had brought with me.
“Here, Satori-kun.”
“Thanks.”
Erika placed her bat umbrella over me while I worked, but all I was doing was hitting the switch of a hairspray-sized metal can to inflate a balloon.
It was the same basic principle as the trick we had used at school.
The balloon was shaped like a meter-long rugby ball.
Balloons did not require much energy, but they weren’t fast. However, letting it float out there for too long would increase the risk of a malfunction. Desperate times called for desperate measures, so I had customized it into something like a blimp this time.
I could control it with my phone, so no special controller was necessary.
It could move forward, back, up, and down with its two small motors and by letting gas in or out.
I let go to see how it floated.
“Ohh, that’s really cool, Senpai.”
It was a shame the phone controller required both hands. Otherwise, I would have given Itou-san such a headpatting while she leaned forward with eyes sparkling.
Anyway.
I had wanted to take some time to practice since this was my first time doing this, but the microplastic snow and heavy rain meant a risk of the motors malfunctioning. It would probably be best to get right to it.
I sent the blimp-like drone out over the dark ocean while keeping it high enough to pass right over a truck. It had a camera, but for some reason, I watched it leaving instead of watching that footage.
I had no idea how willing the coast guard’s firefighters would be to listen to us, but this had to be far better than doing nothing at all.
Reach them.
Please reach them safely.
But those wishes were interrupted by static from my phone.
“Fugu? It’s falling, Onii-chan!!”
Ayumi sounded panicked, but failures weren’t all that unusual. The question was why it had failed. If we didn’t find an answer, we would only end up wasting all the spare drones. I analyzed the camera footage as best as I could.
And…
“It was shot down? Be careful everyone!! Hide behind a car and stay down on the-”
“Interesting. I didn’t expect you to directly interfere with the cargo ship.”
I heard a voice followed by the din of twisting metal from the side. A lot of twisting metal. Something had shot through the roofs of all the cars neatly lined up like at a soccer field’s parking lot. The entire line of cars was crushed and the large holes appearing in them were moving toward us!?
“Satori-kun!!”
Erika tugged on my arm and we rolled across the filthy ground together.
Her bat umbrella flew through the air and was shredded before it reached the ground.
The noise around us seemed distorted as the crushed and flipped-over scraps exploded. If not for the rain soaking the microplastic snow, who knows how far the fire would have spread.
We couldn’t just use the cars as shields. We were up against something that saw the cars as explosives instead of metal barriers. We’d just get blown up along with them.
But on that note, what was even happening here? Had a stealth fighter equipped with a Gatling gun made a strafing run or something!?
“This is fascinating even for JB, but…oh, I get it now.”
“Ugh.”
Umikaze Speechia’s butt trembled while she crawled along the ground a short distance away. No, she may have been trying to make a run for it during the confusion.
“One of our own leaked info to you,” said the voice. “That explains why the game pieces surpassed our expectations.”
The voice came from the side deck of one of the abandoned ferries moored here.
And I recognized the person looking down at us.
It was a girl with a red ponytail and skin tanned a light brown. She wore a baggy tank top and shorts, much like a basketball player.
“The girl from Huge Camera?”
She was the one that had been instigating a riot there.
Which meant she would be on JB’s side.
“Then again, capturing a traitor and convincing her to betray us is in itself beyond what Freischutz predicted. Amatsu Satori, you really are the final hurdle standing in JB’s way.”
What had happened to the others?
Where were Ayumi and Itou-san?
I couldn’t let her notice me looking for them, but I felt like anything I did here would work against me.
“So however it happened, I am glad you came here.”
The redheaded basketball girl gestured as if grabbing at empty air.
No, that wasn’t it.
“I came all this way to kill you, so I need to deliver on that.”
The microplastic snow would burn under the right conditions. It could also harden like a guillotine blade. I thought I fully understood that.
However.
I never imagined it could be shaped to be launched in a straight line like a bottle rocket!
“I-I’m part of JB too!? Are you really willing to blow me up along with him, Hotaruzawa Kezuri!?”
“I’m sorry to say your priority is ranked very low. Not t
