Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 64 [Mr. K]

late at night.

A small, run-down apartment building near the Rice Flower Bank.

Miyano Akemi finally returned here dragging her tired body.

Climb up the stairs to the third floor.

In the narrow corridor, I searched for the key under the dim light to open the apartment door.

Unfortunately, she failed in several attempts.

Her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even align the keyhole.

"Snapped!"

Miyano Akemi finally couldn't help but drop the key.

He squatted down, covered his face with trembling hands and sobbed silently.

"Wuwuwu Shiho~"

Tears dripped through fingers onto the ground and gathered into a stream.

Miyano Akemi not long ago.

I finally saw my sister whom I hadn't seen for a long time. She was still as thin as before, wearing a beige coat and looking very bad.

Although her sister kept comforting her that nothing was wrong and she was living a good life, except that she didn't have much freedom, no one would do anything to her.

but!

Miyano Akemi knew that her sister must have her own difficulties - being imprisoned in that terrible organization and becoming a researcher.

Struggling in the sea of suffering and endless darkness.

No!

She must save her sister from suffering and leave that organization!

The more this happened, the stronger Miyano Akemi's belief became.

After her sister left, Miyano Akemi, who was a peripheral member of the organization, received a call.

Met that scary man——Gin!
Not so long ago.

Gin assigned a task to Miyano Akemi: to rob the armored car of Beika Bank.

It was for this reason that Miyano Akemi changed her name to Hirota Masami and went to work as a clerk at the Beika Bank.

This time we meet.

Miyano Akemi makes her request to Gin.

She hopes to buy out her sister for 1 billion yen and get the two sisters out of the organization.

Although Miyano Akemi herself knew that hope was slim, the organization would not let anyone who knew the situation escape.

However, Miyano Akemi had no other choice. She couldn't bear to see her sister fall deeper and deeper, so she still held on to a glimmer of fantasy.

I want to use that 1 billion yen as a bargaining chip.

Even if it's just to temporarily swap my sister out and then take her to the United States to accept FBI witness protection, it's fine!

Gin didn't say much.

He just said that he would report it to his superiors and warned Miyano Akemi that she must complete the mission.

Due to the excessive pressure from Gin, Miyano Akemi had a breakdown.

ten minutes later.

Miyano Akemi, with a haggard face, finally stood up shakily and opened the door.

This time, the door opened easily.

I checked the simple anti-tracking facilities I had made - a piece of hair, and the fluorescent agent sprinkled at the door was not activated.

"Snapped--!"

Miyano Akemi then felt relieved and turned on the light.

Close the door and take off your high heels to release your sore and numb feet.

Her coat fell to the ground, and Miyano Akemi tied up her beautiful black hair, preparing to take a bath.

Put your worries behind you for a while.

As a result, she just stepped into the living room from the entrance.

Miyano Akemi's body suddenly stiffened.

Because there was someone sitting on the sofa!

How is it possible? There is clearly nothing wrong with the door, Miyano Akemi thought blankly, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"who!"

Miyano Akemi quickly pulled out a small and exquisite ladies' pistol from her bag, pointed it at the other party, and asked coldly.

Anyone who could quietly appear in her home must not be a good person.

On the sofa. Hearing the voice, the mysterious man slowly turned around.

He had a mask on his face and was wearing a Western dress that looked like it was from a century ago, with a tall hat.

He was dressed in black, not revealing any useful information.

The mystery of each other can be reflected everywhere.

However, Miyano Akemi didn't think that the other party was a member of the organization. It was because he was too conspicuous.

Moreover, although not as famous as her sister's winery radar detector, Miyano Akemi can roughly feel the difference between the organization's members and ordinary people.

Who is this person and what does he want to do?
Miyano Akemi clenched her pistol and moved closer, wanting to remove the other person's mask and see his face.

One step. Two steps. Three steps.

Miyano Akemi suddenly stopped in front of the coffee table and shouted, "Take off the mask slowly! Don't make any small movements, or I will definitely shoot."

The other party didn't say anything and just looked at Miyano Akemi.

"Hurry up! I'll only count to three!" Miyano Akemi repeated the order.

The other person stretched out a black-gloved hand and slowly took off the mask on his face.

"Huh!" Miyano Akemi was shocked and stepped back in panic.

It was a face that was indescribable, as horrifying as if it had been torn apart by a wild beast. It was a face that had been engulfed by flames and burned but luckily survived.

Miyano Akemi's pupils shrank slightly, obviously frightened by this terrifying face.

But I tried to keep myself calm.

"Who are you?"

It was not until then that the other party spoke his first words. His voice was as hoarse as a saw pulling wood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Hello Ms. Miyano, you can call me——K"

"K?"

This is obviously just a pseudonym, a code name.

What surprised Miyano Akemi, but not surprising, was that the other party actually called out her real name.

Why did this K come to her? What's his purpose?
"Don't be nervous, I'm here to help you."

As he spoke, Mr. K pointed casually.

In an instant.

An artistic sculpture of a white dove placed on a nearby table as a decoration unexpectedly transformed from a wooden sculpture into a real white dove flapping its wings.

It shook its feathers nimbly and then flew up from the shelf.

It circled past Miyano Akemi and finally landed on Mr. K's raised arm.

Miyano Akemi couldn't believe what she saw.

In a trance, I watched Mr. K, who was sitting on the sofa, gently stroking the white dove.

She bought the art sculpture at the market not long ago.

How can this be?

"You want to save your sister Miyano Shiho, right?"

"I can help you."

Mr. K stroked the pigeon's back and gave Miyano Akemi a 'brilliant' smile.

But this smile is too anti-human.

After giving Miyano Akemi a fright, Mr. K shrugged his shoulders, picked up the mask again and put it on.

Miyano Akemi was sure that she was not dreaming, and the wooden sculpture really turned into a white dove.