Chapter 55: 55 6.

It was a hell of a sight.

The spirits of a child without limbs fly around countless times, possessing researchers in mustard engines and those who were experimental benches to show the hell they experienced.

Eventually I thought it was integrated with the building, and every building can explode and disappear.

There's an explosion here and there. A scream filled with grief, a scream filled with fear, a madness of laughter echoing there.

The three men, Miho Hashimoto, Takero Kanamachi and Toshio Nakamura, were able to look around at the sight without being possessed by the Spirit. I wasn't watching closely, but while I was running through the facility, the sight would pop into my sight wherever I went.

"I'm not attacked by living spirits, but I'm not just careful with blasts and fragments."

Junko, who leads the way, gives a bright voice to the scene and draws attention in a way that is like a teacher telling a child. There is also a truth next door.

Miho couldn't help wondering about Junko. He said he would help us, but is this what it is? Using such a disastrous method, etc.

About two hours ago, at a different time than usual, Junko and True appeared before the three of us.

"So now it's time to get out of here."

Cut out like that without any context, Miho and the others looked at each other in confusion.

I heard you'd get him out of here sooner or later. But there was a lot of anxiety about what means to escape, what would happen after the escape, and whether it would be okay to escape in the first place.

In fact, the Japanese and others had asked many questions, but Junko just laughed and teased "well, let it go" and didn't tell me anything.

Miho trusts Junko. After she became in charge, it all turned out to be about being better and all that was left was freedom. Junko, who even guaranteed me that freedom, seemed to be exactly the goddess of salvation. But can you really get away with it?

No matter how many leading scientists on the back street, I don't think they'll just soak up in the form of a head-on teeth to state power.

Miho feared that getting ourselves out of here would be a taboo that could not be overlooked by the state. I don't think so, even though I'm trying to bring the country's most important secret facility, the most important confidentiality alive, to the outside at will.

And shortly after Junko proclaimed the escape decision, dozens of living spirits of children amputated by mustard engines were attacked, attacked by all who were in the building, and stunned by the unimaginable destruction of the building.

"I'll get away with this mess."

That was the means for the three Mihos to escape from this abominable facility, Junko told them.

The attack of the Spirit was retreating with the power of Miho. Miho was fostered with the power to build a juncture that prevented mental attacks, curses, etc. The flowering of this ability is the most popular cultivation in mustard engines. It is the most demanding and important capability in Paranormal Defense. Neither the attacks of the opponents' operatives and abilities, nor the espionage activities caused by telepaths and phantom departures, can be prevented without those with this power.

Even if being possessed by the Spirit is avoided, material explosions and the like cannot be prevented by Miho's power.

In contrast, he activated his powers to protect them. He has the power to make things like invisible chunks. It's completely invisible to the eye, but it can release, erase, and move lumps of touchy stone. "It's a convenient force with lots of applications," he liked.

"These kids were made like this just for this technique."

To Miho, who had been trained in channeling skills, it should be noted that he was still touching the screams of carelessness and despair of the living spirits of the children who had been amputated of limbs. I also understood that this attack of the Spirit was a spell using a great deal of ritual. Miho is furiously angry at a place he doesn't want to be the same person.

"Junko, I don't think so, but you didn't do it..."

A fearful asking samurai, walking fast.

"No way, no matter how much I do, I won't do this terrible thing."

Junko, who leads and likewise walks fast, looks back at Takero and shows an uncontrolled grin and denies it.

"So, who did this to you?

The Japanese man asks.

"In the meantime, you knew this would happen. I told him I'd let him get away with it in advance, and he'd come in anticipation of a day like this, and he'd run away from it in advance. So, it looks like this. So that's what this mess means to get away."

The Japanese man exposes his distrust and hits Junko with a challenging gaze.

"Explain it on foot."

He smiled at such a Japanese man, and Junko spoke out.

"Now using this technique to attack the mustard engine is a gateway to a spell genre called the Star Charcoal Stream Curse. Both I and this mustard engine were hostile to the spell landlord. Originally, Paranormal Defense was entrusted to the people who would inherit and exercise the paranormal realm in a system called art, such as witchcraft and spells, but the mustard engines that scientifically cut through the realm to mass produce the paranormal capability joined it. That's why the star charcoal curse is so hostile that you don't care. I'm the founder here, so I guess I feel hated on the set."

"Ha, those are the tiny people in the vessel again."

The Japanese man laughs off.

"Paranormal defense is something the magician should do, whether it's obsessive or obsessive-compulsive. Breaking that tradition is unforgivable to them. I even said," If you want to create a mustard agency, you can't even take on the responsibility of guardianship of the state, "so on the contrary, you've been dismissed from the government first, this is it. So, I'm getting angry, and I hate the mustard engine and me."

"No, it's not a total rebellion."

Miho is outraged even as he is half frightened. It is an evil group no matter what you think of exercising the art of matching young children to such terrible eyes for such nonsense and vengeance.

"Well, the rest is just like you said. I knew they were going to attack me and the mustard engine at the same time, so I wasn't going to let them use you to escape. The mustard engine itself was moving in a different direction from what I was aiming for, so even if it crumbled, or worse yet, if you guys were the last sample left, I'd think we'd be able to tap it and create a new, more humane paranormal development agency."

"There's a way to think about it and use it. I didn't think I could say that in a position where you were helping me."

And, the Japanese. I have a soothing grin, as if my distrust had been plucked.

"That's what happened the other day, but maybe I can trust you the other way around where you haven't said all the beautiful things. I'm going to follow up on this."

Miho agreed with the Japanese man. I think probably Samurai will be the same. Rather, the choice and action of Junko can also be described as an unavoidable means. At the same time, Miho disgraced himself for suspecting that it was Junko who created this tragedy.

"Stay grateful. There were a few other ways I could think of, but there was a raid of star charcoal curse people. If it weren't for that, I'd have done it in a different way. First of all, it's not easy to get away with this. The Star Charcoal Curse is after me, too."

"Are you saying that when you're with Junko, we'll be targeted, too?

samurai asks.

"Either way, we're gonna have to rely on Junko, so we're gonna have to keep acting together. And you're wrong to say that Junko's being targeted makes us dangerous, too?

"Oh, sorry."

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Miho said to Takero, but he looks at the samurai who rushes to apologize and reflects that he has stuck with the hard mouth and said too much.

"Hmm, I'm sorry I could only help you this way. Sorry."

"No, Junko's not apologizing."

Deny Junko, who smiles but seems really sorry, with a powerful voice as Samurai encourages.

"The chatter was interrupted for a little while."

The truth as he walked next to Junko told him in a lacking voice of discouragement.

From the front, two men and women in black kimonos with embroidered white stars sewn on their chests stand with hostile eyes on this one.

When the woman ran more mouthful of something, the spirits of the children gushed out simultaneously from the wall, from the floor to the ceiling, as if to blow out. Further, as the woman waves as if to signal, those spirits solidify and dense as if they were a creature of an individual, attacking Miho and the others as they twist their tails wide apart.

Miho is more attentive and more focused than ever. You're the only one with the power to protect yourself from spiritual attacks. If you fail to prevent this attack, all those spirits will be wiped out in an instant in your opponent.

In front of Pure Son and True at the head, the group of spirits is bounced off as if they hit an invisible wall, falling apart and fogging. Whilst Takeo and Toshio attracted the expression and Shigemitsu also showed some flattery, Junko and True did not move one eyebrow.

Seeing that he was prevented from attacking the spirit, this time the man spoke more quickly and spell-like, waving his hand. Something like violet electricity often comes from a man's hand. No, if you look closely, it's not electric shock. That's a spirit again, too. I saw a face like a monkey floating in an electric shock.

The spirits only stretched in a completely unusual direction to the ceiling in front of Miho and the others, and vanished in an instant.

At the same time as the man exercises his technique, True pulls out his gun and fires two shots, and a bullet wears the center of the forehead of the two male and female operators. The two fall on their backs.

"No matter how much extraordinary power you have, you would die if you were shot. You're such a jerk."

True to whine with a voice scarce in discouragement.

"Even in the game, the wizard has to be in the back, but it's the same in real life."

I joke and say the man.

When she laughed a lot, Miho looked at him and looked at him. I have witnessed the death of people several times since I came to this laboratory, and I still see people in personnel and test subjects dying one after the other under the attack of the Spirit, but I cannot help remembering the war that a boy who would be younger than me would kill people and even insects would kill them.

So is Junko. It receives as if it is a natural landscape to see that the truth has committed murder. After all, I am not a person in general society.

I would definitely like to return to my normal routine. He's been sold by the debt, but he hasn't given up everything in his life. Normal is good. I want to go back to my house and have a normal life again.

With help for that, Junko told me. And now this is actually how I'm trying to help. That's very gratifying, but I don't want to get involved in any of this strange world if I get back safely on a daily basis. I don't want to peek behind the world or anything.

But Miho also knows that this will not happen. As far as what Junko has just said, Junko is not simply helping us out with charity, either, but there are prospects. I guess I'll be working with Junko in some way as a price to help me.

Miho has no intention of rejecting it. I trust Junko, and I want to thank her for it.

"Let's go, Miho"

Takero urges Miho not to stop and move. There was a sound leading Miho to his voice, so Miho rushed to refocus his spirit and follow Junko and the others.

After that, I never encountered a star coal operator, and the five of them were able to get out of the building.

"Uh-oh... It's the first blue sky in four months..."

samurai says with such faces as feeling innumerable. I think that's about it for Miho, but I don't know the exact course of the month.

"The sky was so blue..."

Miho groans unexpectedly.

"Yeah, and the sun was such a dazzling and pleasant thing"

The samurai looked like he was about to cry. Miho also knows how that feels. I didn't even think I could go outside for the rest of my life, because this is how I could worship the sky again.

"From the sun, if you get used to it, you won't feel like saying anything convenient."

The Japanese tear up. But he also seems to be happy to be out there, taking a deep breath with a happy face.

"Mm-hmm. I didn't have as many encounters with the star coals as I thought. Well, given the nature of that operation, maybe it doesn't mean we're sending a large number of people here. Now, True, I asked for the rest."

Junko pounds his true shoulder. Truth does not return a response and walks out silently.

"Uh, we're this way"

Junko stopped Miho and the others trying to follow him. Try to walk out in the opposite direction.

"He's going, okay?

Referring to the truth of trying to go in the opposite direction alone, the Japanese ask.

"More and more of them will be sending their assassins after us. - Truly, you will have them disperse the number of enemies."

Junko answers rustling with a smile that is not consigning.

"So, while True is attracting some enemies, we're going to find out where they belong and kill them. If you just run away and you don't settle down, you won't be able to sleep in peace."

Miho felt darkened as she laughed and said it briefly. I understand that that is the daily routine for Junko, or because he is a human being living in that kind of world, but as a result, he will kill himself...

But no matter how much we hate ourselves, they're coming to kill us, and no matter how pacifist we say here, we sue them for wanting to return to a peaceful routine, but we know there's nothing we can do about it.

(Yeah, I just have to do it. Don't get caught here, yourself)

Shortly after Miho decided to be so prepared, the building we had been trapped in for several months collapsed behind us with a roar, and the four of us were wrapped in massive amounts of dust.

"It took a lot of work to make, but it's a moment when it breaks. Well, at the end of the day, it's good that you helped me."

In the dust, looking back towards the collapsed building, Junko shrugged.

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