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A back street where someone is always willing to kill, where life and life collide and one life disappears.

If someone decides that someone is undisturbed and dangerous, by turning them off, they make a profit and safety. Much of the reason for murder in this world is to that extent. There is, of course, a motive from pure hatred, as well as reprisals for showing off and killings carried out with a form of bullying.

At that hour, at that place, there were two people who were to be targeted for their lives. He was an elderly man and woman.

The man is in his fifties. Are women in their forties or something? There are countless feelings of being killed, so we were both quite ready.

Men and women were in the business of manufacturing illegal dream bands. It is an intense and dangerous substitute for the degree of tripping over commercially available items.

When I wrap it around my head, I can see the footage just to trip, not for gaming purposes. It puts a considerable burden on the brain, and it also gives it more dependence than illegal drugs. But the demand is huge. Foreign countries are the main selling destinations than domestic ones.

They were selling freely and extensively, not belonging to any organization. I was blinded by the organization of my peers because of it.

The organization didn't want to end the two of them from the beginning, but the two of them had nothing to do with the mediation proposal put forward by the organization.

The only way to get out of the way that doesn't make sense is to finish. Anyone in a free position who does not belong to an organization will be in a weak position at these times.

But all the assassins unleashed by the organization were turned back by men and women. Even if you are a free and dangerous person trying to cross a bridge, you can't talk about it if you're quite up to it. Otherwise I can't live this world in a free position.

The organization was aware of that, but was more skilled than expected, so they took the option of avoiding the loss of the organization's personnel and hiring a killer for a large sum of money.

"Running away?

The woman, Tomomi Ishisaka, is surprised by the man trying to get out of the apartment through the window.

"Oh, we're getting away. The informant just told me. Apparently, they hired a sweeping vacation."

Man - In the words of Ishizawa Aeronautics, Tommi turns pale.

"No matter how much we do, they're too bad. I took the chance to escape overseas. But... you were too late to purchase the information. It might not taste good."

A surveillance camera set up on the ground floor of the apartment reflected an unfamiliar boy who looked like a high school student, but that's when information came in with a photo of the face of a member of the sweeping vacation.

The boy in uniform on the surveillance camera matched what was in the facial picture he was sent.

"You should also assume that you won't get away with it... it might be nice"

Tommi says so, takes one of several thrown and scattered dream bands in the room, and wears it. The voyage that was trying to escape through the window also returns to the inside of the room and, like Tommi, puts the dream band on his head and tries to get out of the window again.

"It's a classic, right? They're trying to get out of the window."

Ishizawa is pulled out of the window by the girl who takes her head out of it and tells her so with a smile.

(Whoa, this is the seventh floor!)

I couldn't even think of ejecting the rope with the hook hook and coming up, but all of a sudden it's too wolfish.

A high school girl in uniform breaks into the room through a window and hits Ishizawa at a speed that she doesn't think is human movement. It is hand-to-hand.

unusual speed, but Ishizawa was able to react to it. She stretches her hand as she tries to grab the root, bouncing wide rearward, turning into a mid waist and standing up.

"Masami Morita from the sweeping vacation?"

Ishizawa groans looking at the girl.

"That speed - your uncle doesn't seem normal either. The power of illegal dreambands."

Manami's point had been made. Ishizawa and Tommi are reinforcing the human body itself by the implicit action of an illegally modified dream band.

It takes a lot of strength to live free. The power for this is gained with its own skill and wisdom.

But there was also the price. We made these dreambands using our own brains as experimental benches, and thus discovered that they were aging faster than normal due to their negative effects, as we repeatedly experimented. Whoever sees it doesn't look that way, but they are both in their early thirties.

"I see. You're crossing the speed and motion of human reaction. Then a normal guy will pay you back."

Manami says. With a spare smile.

Shortly afterwards, there was a sound of the front door opening.

"But, look, I'm sorry, but we're not fuzzy either. It's late, Takuya."

"Take some time to unlock it. So let's get to work."

The boy on camera gives a refreshing grin. Sajitsuya, one of the sweeping vacations. I'm always talking about acting in pairs with Masami Morita.

(Damn, I'll show it to my eyes...)

Conscious of being cornered, but spared by a much younger pair of minors, Ishizawa lights a fighting fire.

Manami approaches Ishizawa again. And, at the same time, the gunfire goes off. When Ishizawa looked at Tommi, he was lightly shot in the head and saw a scene where Tommi glanced at him greatly and fell.

The fate of Ishizawa, who committed the foolishness of taking his eyes off his opponent during the battle, was also determined lightly.

Manami's hand captures Ishizawa's neck this time. Amazing grip I don't think that's the girl's. Ishizawa grabs Manami's wrist with both hands, but he is not even scared.

A suspicious force far exceeding the power of Ishizawa, who is strengthening his flesh with the implicit action of a dreamband. I purely wonder what the hell kind of tare there is and in a state of imminent danger to my life.

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The answer to that question was immediately revealed. When Manami looked at Ishizawa's neck, he opened his mouth wide and raised his fangs with his carotid artery. Make a sound of the overflowing blood.

(Vampires...)

Ishizawa whines without speaking up. In this day and age, vampires are not the product of fiction. It exists as a reality.

Viruses of an extremely special nature exist, called the world's three adult man-made viruses.

A red tormentor made by Junko Suzuoka and treated as a biological weapon for mob suppression in order to create eczema and itching throughout the body due to air infection.

A sex-transforming virus that literally transforms the flesh into a completely heterosexual.

And legend has it, it's three vampire viruses that can seek blood like vampires and equip them with more power and agility than sticking a regular person.

The vampire virus is a virus created by Grass Dew Milk, one of those known as the 'Three Mads', which is particularly notorious among Mad Scientists in Japan. At one point it was stolen by the extremist "Sea Chihuahua" of the world's largest environmental protection group, Grim Penis, and sprinkled all over the world.

Sea Chihuahua is an organization that is hostile to humanity and human society itself and engages in all terrorist activities in order to put 'the protection of the environment before human life' into practice in the ecological boom.

It is their basic policy that the content of the terrorism they carry out is harmful only to humans without harming the environment. Tailoring humans to vampires and attacking humans is appropriate for their aesthetics.

The main source of infection of the virus is blood transfusion. It does not infect about contact. Mix the virus into the blood just before the terrorists crash into the hospital and transfuse it to the patient.

The number of infected people is said to be more than 10,000 a year around the world, even if it is only discovered. There is little damage in Japan so far, but not all of it. Members of the Sea Chihuahua are also mixed up in Japan.

"Hey, were these people lovers to each other?

Desperate by bleeding death, he looks down at Ishizawa, who collapsed on the floor, and says as Manami muddles the blood on his mouth. I don't have any blood on my clothes because I know how to suck blood for good without spilling blood on the clothes I'm wearing. But my lips get a little blood on them.

"We lived together, and I don't know what it is. Oh, Lover's Testimony Discovery ~"

Takuya laughs and throws the box she left beside the bed towards Manami. Manami took it and glanced at it.

"I threw it all the way here."

Manami throws the ready to use contraceptive box straight into the trash.

"If we were lovers, I wish we weren't running like this, living boringly on the front street. I might not have had to make this unfortunate end."

"If you say that, we'll be the same. People have their own circumstances, and they fall this way. Something unfortunate happened. Like us."

"Unfortunate, or... I don't consider myself unhappy anymore. I don't even feel it."

Manami smiles small with a nagging addition and subtraction.

"A sweeping vacationer doesn't look like anybody else. That's why you can feel safe, right? It may be a lick of wound, but it still makes me laugh every day. You don't hate this job anymore, do you? This is all we have."

"Right. Mutsuki was terrible when she met us. He looked terrible then, but now he looks good and laughs."

"But the boss snuck up on me the other day."

A grin disappears from Manami's face.

"The Moon hasn't been saved yet."

"Right. We went into a sweep vacation and we were saved, but he's... he's not free from hatred yet."

Zhuoya also agrees with Manami and exhales heavily.

A good moon that can't contain the urge to kill when you look at a girl. The few exceptions are Manami, but Mutsuki has tried to kill that Manami, too, at first.

At that time, the power of Mutsuki was no big deal, and Zhuoya and Manami returned, pulling him straight into the sweeping vacation.

Since then, Mutsuki has apparently stopped having any killing urge, only against Manami.

"The only thing that bothered me is that there has to be some key to freeing the Moon from the bondage of hatred."

"Maybe it's because I admitted to Manami as an individual. Other than that, I guess it's a big mess about women equals hateful beings."

"I think I do, too. I can come up with a few ways that she can be completely saved. But that's not something we can do for you. We may just want to share some time of rest and excitement with the Moon."

"I wouldn't even think about it that hard. Manami is too serious."

Takuya smiled and told him to tease.

"I think it's really important to go out and play around with him and teach him the fun of the world," he said.

This wasn't a joke, it was Takuya who really thinks so.

"Anyway, it's only been a few years since I've been out there, and until then, I've lived a locked up life."

"It's pathetic, isn't it? Much more than we are."

"You can't help it compared to us."

Manami's words turned Takuya's grin into an indescribable lonely bitter laugh.

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