I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 188 Fireworks and Gunfire
When Shirafumi Koyo stepped through the gate, her mind was still somewhat blank, as if she could only hear the sound of waves crashing against the shore in the distance.

how to say.

Last night, she felt she had made countless mental preparations.

Prepare for all possible scenarios today.

She felt she had mustered enough courage, or rather, she was calming her current unease by imagining the consequences of victory.

But when you actually step through that door, it's just you and the boy beside you.

She still felt that genuine despair.

Without needing to observe or explore specifically, she could already feel countless eyes staring at her.

This is not just a form of spying or surveillance.

Because what those eyes represent might be cold, black gun barrels. They could easily, from any angle, snatch away the life you cherish so dearly.

Just kidding, who doesn't value their life? Who doesn't want to live a good life?

Even those suffering from depression who clamor for death, seemingly bidding farewell to this world, are actually seeking final salvation.

Of course, she was also afraid of dying.

Moreover, at such a blossoming age, with a potentially promising future, how could she...
The thought of the possible consequences made her feel like she couldn't even take a step.

No matter how much she claims to be the biological daughter of Chairman Bai Fenghui, and no matter how much she recalls her father's many teachings, it seems unable to conceal the fact that she did not actually experience these things.

You turned a page in a history book and heard about the cruelty and danger of war.

But it's nowhere near as impactful as the actual experience of stepping onto the battlefield.

That's roughly the situation right now.

She didn't want to be so embarrassed, but the hands holding the suitcase seemed to be trembling slightly until a warm hand grasped her wrist.

She subconsciously turned her head and saw the faint smile on Tsukino Gen's face.

It wasn't a mockery of him after seeing through her guilty conscience; rather, it seemed that with the warmth of his palm and the gentleness of his smile, an inexplicable power was transmitted into his body.

Strength returned to his almost numb limbs.

He said calmly in a low voice.

"Now it's just you and me, so relax. Leave everything to me, I won't let you die easily."

At this point, the gray-haired woman could no longer fathom where the other person's confidence came from, or what extraordinary abilities they possessed.

She understood that if she didn't want to embarrass herself, and didn't want to reveal her weakness before even opening her mouth, then she should engage in this kind of blind thinking.

Trust him completely.

Now that things have come to this, there's nothing we can do except maintain a dignified appearance.

It was at this moment that Bai Feng Hongye deeply realized her own insignificance and weakness.

How can one only see the deliciousness of the result and not the risks in the process? Only by truly stepping into it will one discover that it is far more difficult than imagined.

Perhaps without him, I really can't do anything.

The idea of ​​meticulously planned strategy simply doesn't exist. Because your opponent will never give you that opportunity.

Led by a man in a suit, they entered through a series of gates, like layers of prison checkpoints. The gloomy weather amplified this sense of déjà vu.

at last.

They arrived at the foot of this seemingly cold and austere building.

The man in the suit used the card in his hand to open the elevator door. After the two entered, he pressed the button for the third floor, which was also the top floor.

Go on.

"Someone will greet you on the third floor."

After saying that, he left the elevator.

Even in the elevator where there were only the two of them, Bai Feng Hongye didn't feel much safer, as the surveillance camera was openly watching them.

Bai Feng Hongye could only take a deep breath, keeping his gaze cold.

Stealing a glance at Tsukino Gen beside her, she saw him helping her pick up the box while also carrying the wooden case. His expression hadn't changed at all; he looked as innocent as a new intern at the company.

It's unclear whether they were observing the environment or genuinely curious about these structures.

She suddenly had an absurd thought: if Tsukino Gen had no confidence at all, and everything he showed was just blind self-assurance, then he was completely incapable of handling all of this.
Then, like the contrast favored by a certain director known for his dark humor, he dies rather hastily in front of himself.
Wouldn't this world become utterly absurd?

"Ding dong."

There wasn't much time for her to daydream; the cold elevator doors opened with a click.

She was preparing to adjust her mood and walk out the door.

But suddenly she saw the boy beside her take a step forward and walk in front of her.

She was somewhat confused, and then she saw Tsukino Gen turn around and give her a smile that seemed incredibly strange at that moment.

Are you ready for the new world?

".What's the meaning?"

Then, she saw Tsukino Gen put down two boxes.

Then, she opened the wooden box that she thought she would never have the chance to use.

When he took out that long sword that flashed with a cold gleam.

Just then, a burly man in a suit walked into the elevator.

He was about to say something when he saw Tsukino Gen pick up his knife and get up.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he almost frantically pulled out a pistol from his pocket while shouting.

"Oh no! They're about to make their move."

"Wow!"

It was a sudden burst of light before my eyes.

The samurai sword named Zangetsu brought forth a torrent of blood.

That's certainly not the color of moonlight.

The severed arm hit the ceiling and then fell.

The glaring blood sprayed onto the wall, creating a work of art-like artwork.

"boom!"

Then, with a simple kick, the boy sent the man who was already powerless to resist flying.

His blade wasn't even stained with blood. He turned to look at the woman who was still dumbfounded and so shocked she could barely stand.

"Inform them that the war has begun."

Then, carrying his knife, he walked down the corridor where the footsteps began to quicken and become more frequent.

It was as if he was facing not a group of extremely dangerous enemies holding guns, but a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Completely confused about what was going on, and why Shiramine Koyo suddenly pulled out her phone while trying to control her trembling hands.

He kept muttering to himself.

"Madman." "Madman!!"

The bustling and vibrant city center.

Police cars with sirens blaring sped through the streets.

They were like locusts swarming from all directions, gathering in the abundant wheat field.

It was a beautiful and luxurious office building.

The tallest sign is called 'Nakajima Enterprise'.

"boom."

The woman, dressed in a smart police uniform, stepped out of the car after casually parking it on the side of the road.

Meanwhile, police cars lined up and parked nearby, and officers in full gear swarmed around her like stars surrounding the moon.

"Officer Morita! The personnel are in position."

Looking at the gloomy sky above, Chinatsu Morita felt a completely different, bright and exhilarating emotion.

She tried hard to suppress this long-lost excitement.

Then he took out a walkie-talkie and spoke in a low voice with a cold expression.

"Everyone, follow me upstairs. Detain the relevant personnel to prevent the data from being destroyed. Let's go!"

They flooded into the bustling building.

Before the security guards could even react to what was happening, someone pressed their ID against their forehead.

Chinatsu Morita and her group arrived at the key floor.

The general manager, still in his office, leisurely sipping coffee, had his feet propped up on his desk.

"boom."

"Don't move! Police are searching."

"The company has now been shut down on charges of smuggling, illegal transactions, and suspected organized crime activities."

"Don't do anything unnecessary, otherwise it will be considered obstruction of official business and an attempt to destroy evidence. This is a search warrant, put your hands on your head!"

"Bang."

The scalding hot coffee soaked his shirt.

The pale-faced man stared in astonishment at the several police officers in front of him.

His mind went blank.

search?

Why are we being searched all of a sudden?
Why were there no warnings or omens at all?
How could such a situation occur in a company that was at the height of its success? Why didn't those so-called protective umbrellas play their due role at this time?
Where is the president? Even the president, etc., could they be...?
Done
It's all over!

……

The waves swept across the coast.

Under the overcast sky, rain began to drip.

It landed on the sponge, creating tiny ripples.

It also stained countless black shirts in the rain.

Even Mochizuki Miki couldn't escape the onslaught of this heavy rain at this moment.

She understood that, just a wall away, countless people were watching from the outside with predatory eyes, just as they were watching what was happening inside.

The seemingly calm situation, the atmosphere that appears to be nothing happening, is actually on the verge of exploding, with tensions running high.

However, compared to that distant era, the crises of this era are more restrained, more insidious, and more lethal.

She has acted in many types of films, but only when she was actually there did she realize how simplistic the set design was.

There are no cameras, no lighting technicians, only countless webcams and gun barrels hidden in the shadows.

A single careless action, which might arouse suspicion, could lead to death.
hum.

Mochizuki Miki's phone vibrated.

Mochizuki Miki turned her head and saw Kawakami's sharp eyes.

The woman then nodded.

Kawakami slowly moved in front of her, allowing Mochizuki Miki to gradually retreat to the passenger seat of the car. Not far away, on the tall courtyard wall, the dark muzzles of guns were clearly shifting their targets.

Kawakami was very nervous; his hand, inside his pocket, was tightly gripping the trigger of his pistol.

He even wondered if it would be ridiculous if he shot himself in the leg because he was too nervous.
Sweat soaked the back of his neck; he knew very well that it wasn't the rain that was drizzling down at that moment.

Then he heard a deep voice behind him.

"Do it."

For an instant.

Kawakami's eyes widened to the extreme.

Then he left only one sentence.

"boarding!"

Like a pre-programmed sequence, everything begins to move in rhythm as soon as the instruction is given.

Everyone, including Kitagawa Shiroo, understood the order and got into the car.

The gatekeepers, those on the courtyard wall, and those inside the courtyard wall hadn't reacted yet.

The trunks of countless cars were opened directly, and in some cases, guns were taken out directly from the back seats.

"Do it!!"

"boom!!"

Braving the heavy rain.

A flash of light appeared against the gloomy, dark sky.

The rain fell like bullets, and the falling rocks like artillery fire.

The sea surface seemed to begin to boil and surge.

Kazama Sakura, on the bus on her way home from get off work, is watching a video on her phone.

That was the day he and she watched the fireworks display together.

Fireworks soared into the sky and exploded in the night, and at that moment, he kissed himself.

Her eyes were glistening, and the corners of her mouth curved upwards, filled with anticipation.

"I really want to fast forward to tomorrow night."

Will he look forward to it?

……

(End of this chapter)