As it stands, the look inside the restaurant really doesn't make for a beautiful afternoon.
At least for Fremia, who was pointed at by the dark weapon, she was very sure that this was not a tokusatsu performance. It was obviously not right to expect that people in strange clothes would come to rescue her in the next moment.
realistic.
"Well, the target has been controlled. It is indeed the same as the intelligence said. All we need to do next is to ensure a safe retreat... Don't worry, there are no unscheduled actions. After all, if you get too carried away, you won't even have the chance to talk to the superiors.
You won’t give it to us.”
The strange intercom coming from behind made the still young girl even more anxious. Fortunately, the content was still within the range where she could remain calm.
Even if Fremia didn't know the purpose of this group, at least it was clear who the target was.
(…In general, is there anything special about me?)
Taking advantage of the brief moment when the other party was determining the escape route, she asked herself in confusion.
at the same time.
——'Being able to quickly grasp the surrounding situation is the beginning of becoming an excellent maid.'
Recalling what she had seen recently, Fremia, who did not choose to ask for help, was actually putting into practice what she had learned.
Fear, fear, worry... all kinds of negative emotions that she had never experienced before were surging in her heart, but at the same time, they were also mysteriously wrapped with a trace of excitement and peace of mind.
I might be a bad boy.
The little girl silently judged herself.
But the problem is.
There was not enough time for her to think wildly.
That is to say.
A valuable opportunity was wasted and no useful conclusion was drawn.
A bit messed up again.
"Let's go, kid, don't make me say it a second time."
The ruthless gestures from the former members of the lightning reception force brought Fremia back to reality quickly.
Although she "no longer waits" this time, it may take a long time for her to grow into a "hero" for others.
Even though she is in danger now, there is no doubt that Fremia has this chance.
Someone who is not here, but truly controls the 'current situation', makes a silent judgment.
after all.
"What - this is?! Team, Captain!!"
‘She’ is very defensive.
The light white ice mist spread silently over it until the arm was completely frozen.
Just when the masked man closest to Fremia wanted to touch her roughly.
The sudden screams and the harsh sound of completely frozen weapons falling to the ground made the air condense again.
No one knows what's going on.
Including Fremia herself who caused the change.
(Meow!? What’s wrong? What’s wrong? I didn’t do anything!)
The little blond girl looked back in surprise because of the abnormality, her face also full of confusion.
However, this is a good opportunity.
The man, who was constantly frozen in place by the ice fog, blocked the view of some of the restless masked team members.
in other words.
If you want to escape, do it now, nya!
Fremia's heart instinctively echoed this conclusion.
No longer hesitate.
She took action.
…
…
"...The time is up. Sorry, I have an important invitation next. Please allow me to think about it..."
After an in-depth exchange, Oyabune Monaka, who ended with these words, picked up his clothes and hurriedly disappeared into the rain.
Looking at the lonely figure leaving, Flanda threw the cup in her hand into the trash can, as if she had predicted it.
Although she didn't like sweet drinks, she still drank it.
Just like this conversation.
Didn't have time to reply.
The agreement with my daughter is one reason.
Being unable to make up your mind is also a reason.
Although the old man's concerns are understandable, facing some groups, blindly giving in and retreating will only make it more difficult for him to move forward.
Obviously, given the position of Academy City's director, he would not fail to understand this.
The girl turned sideways to avoid the water drops under the corner.
I can only hope that...she can come out of the fog in her heart as soon as possible.
After briefly summarizing what she had gained this time, Flanders looked at the time and then looked somewhere.
alright.
The things here have come to an end for now. Next, we have to take a look at our worried little guy.
She contacted her 'little assistant'.
The situation doesn't sound good.
Having said that, this time, it really isn't Fremia's problem.
Rather, for the first time from the perspective of a bystander, Flanders saw the changes in her sister.
Behaving in a childish manner.
as well as.
Gradually glowing determination.
From now on, I believe there will no longer be monotonous choices in Fremia's world.
The thinking blond girl stepped onto the pedestrian bridge and walked forward slowly.
That being the case.
It's time to hand over 'that thing' to her completely.
A certain sister made a decision.
The rain is still falling.
The occasional car honking filtered the tranquility.
The strange combination of one person and one dog came towards each other and passed Flanda.
No one stopped.
…
…
In the underground shopping mall.
A young girl named Fremia once again faced a serious problem.
That is, even though she seized the opportunity to escape, she still had to accept that her running speed was only that of an elementary school student, or even below average.
so.
The chaotic footsteps behind him are getting closer and closer.
There was also a 'click' sound that sounded very unpleasant.
The little guy couldn't help but hold his breath and sprinted hard in the sense of impending crisis, but he didn't know where his end point was.
If you get caught again, it will be over!
Fremia kept encouraging herself.
(In short, as long as you run to your sister's side, you will definitely be able to find a solution, right?)
She subconsciously seeks the safest place.
Unfortunately, reality will not give her the correct answer.
——'Don't mistake my kindness for your courage.'
——'It's game over, kid.'
This was the last thing Fremia wanted to hear amid the gunfire.
The little guy, who was about to run out of energy, raised his hands to block his body and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.
(Can’t avoid meow...)
(That’s it for now.)
Ideas leading to the same result appear in the judgments of both people.
But the next moment.
The scene expected by both parties did not happen.
What's even more strange is.
The flying bullets were embedded in the ice shield that appeared out of nowhere.
Coupled with the previous ice fog, it had to arouse other people's speculations.
But according to the data, Fremia Severen's "Freeze Operation" is only "LV2", so she shouldn't be able to do this no matter what.
If this is not a coincidence——
"...As expected."
The one who made the sound was not Fremia.
But the captain of the masked force.
At the same time, his mind once again recalled the 'information' he had seen before.