Poor magical girls, work for me!

Twenty minutes later.

Wakayama Prefecture, Taiji Town.

The coastline shimmered with a silvery-gray luster under the moonlight, and the distant sea was as calm as a giant mirror.

The air was filled with the salty sea breeze, mixed with a faint, unsettling scent.

Like a toy, the tiny bus was parked behind a secluded rock.

The car door opened, and five people "walked" out from the mottled rocks, returning to their normal size.

It wasn't that the bus didn't want to continue driving in, but rather that its spirit was affected by the intense resentment around it. If it were exposed to this resentment for too long, its spirit would also be corrupted.

Of course, the brief appearance of combat will not have any impact.

The night wind howled.

Himawari took a deep breath and frowned.

"It smells awful, what is that smell...?"

She didn't finish speaking.

Because that salty, fishy taste was mixed with another flavor.

The smell of rust.

The rusty smell of blood.

Matsushima Yukio's gaze swept across the coastline to the distant harbor enclosed by a fence.

Under the moonlight, the water in the harbor had an eerie dark hue.

It's not the deep blue of the sea.

It's a kind of... indelible red.

"That's it..."

"Um."

Ryosuke Miyagi raised his right hand, and black slime wrapped around it, solidifying into the Witcher's Handbook.

The manual automatically turns pages.

[Ling Encyclopedia - Updated in Real Time]

[A high concentration of resentment has been detected in the area.]

Quantity: Unable to be counted

[Source: Dolphin Bay Hunting Grounds]

Threat Level: ??? (Out of current detection range)

[Note: You ask why this place is feared by evil gods? Look at the beach beneath your feet. Every grain of sand is soaked with the tears of a dying dolphin. Those tears have been soaking for three hundred years; they are no longer just tears.]

Ryosuke Miyagi closed the handbook.

His gaze passed over the fence and fell on the row of low-rise buildings deep in the harbor.

There are lights there.

There are people patrolling.

A surveillance camera was gently rotating in the night breeze.

and also……

He saw it.

With eyes enhanced by both spiritual vigilance and extraordinary observation, he saw it.

The entire bay was filled with countless, translucent shadows.

The shadows were small, like the shape of a baby pig.

They floated in mid-air, moving silently, opening their mouths silently, and emitting a hiss that only he could see.

The hisses converged, forming a massive, transparent vortex that enveloped the entire bay.

At the deepest part of the vortex, there is a gap.

A fresh gap that is slowly healing.

"That gap..."

Ryosuke Miyagi narrowed his eyes.

The projection of that gap was directly facing a building deep in the harbor.

The building was shorter than the others, with mottled exterior walls, wooden-boarded windows, and a faded wooden sign at the entrance.

[Whale Processing Facility - Unauthorized Personnel Prohibited]

The building's shadow, cast by the red moonlight, was imprinted on the gap. Just looking up, one could see countless red and black wisps of energy swirling around the building.

Ryosuke Miyagi was very puzzled. How could this group of people hunt so many dolphins with such a clear conscience and such deep resentment? It was quite unexpected that no one was injured.

There must be some reason that controlled the dolphin's resentment.

"Found it."

He addressed everyone.

Hikawa leaned closer: "Found what?"

"The possible locations of the two items we were looking for in the deal with the evil god."

Ryosuke Miyagi withdrew his gaze and looked at the four girls beside him.

Under the moonlight, their expressions were all different.

Hisakawa gripped the chainsaw tightly, his eyes gleaming with eager anticipation.

Finding the location will most likely trigger a battle, and battles are Hisakawa's favorite activity!

Matsushima Yukio looked solemn, and frost had already formed on her staff.

Momose Sena stood at the very back, her small face tense, but there was no fear in her eyes.

It's something that has been suppressed for a long time.

Nanatsuji Kirion gripped the talisman tightly, softly chanting a blessing. A pale golden light emanated from her, dispelling the unsettling atmosphere around her.

"Kiyone, feel it here, is the energy consumption of setting up a barrier high?"

Ryosuke Miyagi asked.

Nanatsuji Kirion looked around at her surroundings.

"The resentment around us is very strong. Even though we haven't gotten close, it's still very draining. If we're just going to continue infiltrating, we can set up a concealment barrier, but my sister has a limited time, about ten minutes."

Ten minutes is enough...

"Ten minutes is enough."

Ryosuke Miyagi looked at the building.

"We'll go around from the side."

……

Five minutes later.

The four advanced at an extremely fast pace.

They avoided the surveillance cameras and the lights of some patrol personnel.

They arrived at the side of the whale processing facility.

Looking at the barbed wire in front of him, Hisawa raised the chainsaw to cut it, but was stopped by Miyagi Ryosuke.

The sound of the chainsaw, even just being pulled, is loud enough for others to hear.

Not to mention cutting the barbed wire; Matsushima Yukio was the last to act, freezing the entire wire mesh with her ice staff. Then Momose Sena's small fists, wreathed in flames, smashed into the wire mesh.

The barbed wire snapped open, creating a gap just big enough for one person to pass through.

Five people filed in.

We walked past the barbed wire fence and continued inwards along the edge of the building.

The facility is larger than anyone imagined.

Rows of low factory buildings, rusty pipes, and mountains of waste. The air was thick with the pungent smell of chemicals and the stench of decay, making one's stomach churn.

This rotten, fishy smell is mixed with various bloody odors.

"Over here."

Ryosuke Miyagi walked at the very front.

【Intelligence Intuition】 and 【Exceptional Observation】.

The system opened, and all the collected intelligence information became crystal clear in an instant.

They know exactly where the surveillance cameras are, where the patrols are, and where the resentment is strongest.

It's just that it consumes a lot of energy.

Just from this one use of the combination, Ryosuke Miyagi's temples were throbbing slightly. But he still endured the discomfort and led the way.

It took about 5 minutes to walk.

"stop."

He suddenly stopped and raised his right hand.

Everyone behind him immediately stopped and stood close to the wall.

At the corner ahead, two men in overalls were smoking and chatting as they walked by.

"...This batch of goods will be shipped out tomorrow morning, so hurry up."

"Got it. By the way, when are you going to deal with all that old stuff in the warehouse? It's been sitting there for over ten years."

"What old stuff?"

"Just those... old tools. Fish guns, iron hooks and stuff. The higher-ups said they were going to destroy them, but I haven't had time to get around to it."

"Then let it keep piling up. Anyway, nobody dares to come here."

"Yeah, that's true. This place is really creepy; I don't dare stay here alone at night."

"Haha, what are you afraid of? Afraid those fish will come after you and take your life?"

"Fuck you, don't say things like that..."

"With our idol here, what are you afraid of? As long as you make offerings on time every day, even the dead fish can't leave that place."

"You're right, as long as there's money to be made, don't worry about so much!"

The sound gradually faded into the distance.

The footsteps disappeared at the other end of the corridor.

Ryosuke Miyagi withdrew his gaze.

Harpoon.

Iron hook.

……

Those two things I'm obsessed with!