The Infinite World of Weapon Girls

J, who was driving the hovercar, sneered: "If we were to face the Death Knights of the Twilight Council, do you think any of them would be willing to trade with us?"

That's true, but there's still one problem.

"Isn't there self-driving technology? What kind of car are you driving?"

J was taken aback for a moment. Wu Teng, true to his long-standing friendship with J, quickly explained in a serious tone, "The cars in the Black Bullet World don't have self-driving capabilities, so Manager J is figuring out his driving skills. Otherwise, where would we find experienced drivers to drive us into the Black Bullet World..."

Unable to maintain his serious demeanor any longer, Wu Teng burst out laughing: "Pfft, hahaha, I can't keep up this lie anymore—hahaha..."

I'll fuck your sister!

Since they hadn't even left the City of Reincarnation yet, J's violent punch to the face immediately silenced the guy.

Even Tina couldn't figure out what he was laughing about, but recalling his behavior yesterday, she felt somewhat relieved.

...This is probably what happens when someone has a low threshold for laughter and is brain-dead.

half an hour later

Before the enormous gate of reincarnation

I thought we wouldn't see each other for at least ten days, but unexpectedly, only one day later, Tina was standing in front of the Gate of Reincarnation once again.

He just returned yesterday.

I got in again today!

Even if she returns next time, she can only rest for 14 days, instead of the 27 days she got this time. Besides, given Tina's lifespan, it's uncertain whether there will be a next time. Which reincarnator is as unfortunate as her?

"Go away!"

Tina was caught off guard and J pulled her directly into the Gate of Reincarnation.

The view was suddenly obscured by endless darkness, and all six senses were stripped away in that instant, until a sliver of white light, like the first rays of dawn, rapidly expanded at the edge of the vision, finally refracting into countless dazzling, blazing white beams that illuminated the world.

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[Mission World: The Black Bullet]

[Mode: 3V3 Versus Mode]

[Main Mission: Prevent the 'Tokyo Mass Extinction']

[Optional Quest: Assist the protagonist 'Rentaro' in defeating 'Aldebaran', reward 800 Reincarnation Points]

[Side Quest: Requires exploration]

[Main Quest Reward: 1000 Reincarnation Points]

[Failure Penalty: -12 years of lifespan (Death within the mission world is considered an immediate failure; a negative lifespan results in annihilation)]

[Message: Black Bullet, Lolita Paradise, three years minimum, maximum... uh, that bullet in your head is really pretty!]

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[It could be afternoon or evening, there will be another update.]

[Ta52, first become a police officer!]

Background information for "Black Bullet":

A terrifying virus that can rewrite the DNA of organisms suddenly broke out around the world in 2021. Organisms infected by the virus retain the characteristics of the parasitic organism, becoming larger and more ferocious without causing physical collapse.

These infected organisms are known to the world as "Gastrulans," also called [gastrea].

[gastrea] destroyed the human world to the point of near annihilation in a short period of time after its appearance.

Later, humans discovered a metal called "Hua" in volcanic areas. It emits a special weak magnetic field that can cause gastrulation animals to lose their regenerative abilities.

This story takes place 10 years later in the Tokyo area, surrounded and protected by the "flower-shaped megalithic monument."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Filtering through the background information in his mind, J looked around at his surroundings.

This is a very traditional waiting room, about 40 square meters, furnished with a long table, chairs and a sofa. Several cups of hot tea are poured on the table, with wisps of steam rising from them. Five or six beautiful and elegant calligraphy and paintings hang on the wall.

The wall-mounted LCD TV is playing TV Tokyo, and a female reporter is giving a rapid-fire report—

[Tokyo Times reporter Aoi reports from Machigi Street... This morning, police received an alert about a strange odor emanating from a residence on Machigi Street 325. Blood was dripping from the balcony, and no one answered the door. It is suspected that Gastrea was present. Special police have arrived at the scene and are awaiting police assistance...]

This is a world where SWAT officers must seek help from regular officers. In cases involving Gastrea, police must wait for officers to arrive to assist in minimizing casualties when fighting Gastrea.

Naturally, this doesn't refer to police officers in the ordinary sense, but rather to a "civilian security company." The "police officers" employed by this company are typically two-person teams (the initiator and the facilitator) equipped with weapons made of chromium metal, who carry out the missions.

The Initiator is a "cursed child" born from a virus invading a pregnant woman's body. Due to the influence of the virus, all "cursed children" born to pregnant women are girls, and they possess strength and physical regeneration abilities comparable to Gastrea.

Facilitators, mostly ordinary people, are also skilled fighters. They are responsible for providing core support to the Initiators and are usually the guardians of the loli Initiators.

At this moment, looking at the white sign with black lettering at the entrance, which reads "Tiantong Civil Security Company," and after piecing together the few extra bits of memory that had surfaced in his mind, J roughly understood the situation.

Tina and I were assigned by the God of War to be ordinary citizens who came to this police company for an interview...

"Next group!"

A crisp, clear voice came from the next room.

The door to the next room opened, and a middle-aged man came out first. He seemed to have passed the interview, with a smile on his face. Behind him, a little girl who looked about 7 or 8 years old and was dressed simply followed closely.

Seeing her tightly pursed lips, encouraging herself, and her eager expression, it seemed as if she was about to accomplish some extraordinary mission.

"Next group, hurry up, there are others waiting behind us!"

J looked at the empty waiting room where only she and Wu Teng were waiting, and thought to herself, "Who else is waiting here..."

"Wu Teng, where's Tina?"

"I don't know either..." Wu Teng was also watching the news on TV while processing the extra memories, and said, "I haven't seen her since I opened my eyes."

Never mind, I'll leave it for now.

Before the raging woman inside could unleash her fury, J pushed open the door and entered. It was a small but clean and simple president's office, with a powerful calligraphy scroll hanging on the wall that read "Wearing through the iron millstone."

J approached her, bowed slightly to the company president who was sitting upright on the desk, and said, "Hello, President Tendo Kisara, I am J."

The boss of Tendo Security Company, Tendo Kisara, is a perfect mature woman with a score of over 85. Her full breasts are propped up on the relatively low desk. She twirls a pen in her hand while giving J a meaningful look.

"Um, J, right? Would it be convenient for you to take off your orange glasses?" Kisara asked seriously.

J not only didn't remove his glasses, but also carefully pushed them up, solemnly declining, "I'm here to apply for a regular police officer position, not a health worker position, so please forgive me for refusing."

With a soft 'snap,' the twirling pen was pressed down on the table by Kisara's beautiful hand. The stunningly beautiful woman with long, straight black hair, dressed in a black sailor uniform that accentuated her alluring curves, suddenly chuckled, a captivating smile.

"Then, Mr. J, who was your originator?"

“Actually, I prefer people to call me Uncle J.” J said seriously, then looked up at the sky with a confused expression.

But they couldn't find Tina, their savior, in the sky.

Ten seconds later, J, who had already thought of what to say, immediately lowered his head and looked directly at Tendo Kisara: "Hmm... I remember, she just asked me for money to buy ice cream, she should... she should be back soon."

Kisara looked at J with a suspicious expression.

Of course, given Kisara's experience in judging people, he couldn't discern anything. Thinking to himself, "Never mind," he stood up and walked to the refrigerator, casually asking, "What would you like to drink?"

"A Coke, no ice, please."

"What the hell is this? I'll add ice for you!" Kisara thought angrily, opening the refrigerator door, then froze—!!!

'Snap!'

Kisara's delicate arm mechanically and stiffly closed the door again. Then, turning her pale face to J, she said in a low voice, "I might be... hallucinating because it's been too long since I had kidney dialysis. Anyway, I'm very sorry... Please come for the interview again next time. I think I need to go to the hospital..."

In the anime, Kisara received an artificial kidney transplant after being attacked by Gastrea as a child, requiring regular dialysis.

...So opening the refrigerator and seeing a little girl or something must be a hallucination!

With a 'click,' the refrigerator door suddenly opened automatically.

A little girl, curled up like a squirrel ball, rolled out, her eyes half-closed in a daze, seemingly still not fully awake.

Almost instantly, Kisara pulled the Snow Shadow Demon Blade from the shelf behind him, holding it vertically as he backed away, his fierce expression masking his inner fear: "...What...what kind of monster is this!"

Kuriboh emerged from its stealth, leaping forward and hovering in mid-air, blocking Kisara's path. Its wide-open mouth, beneath its fur, revealed countless sharp, menacing teeth, instantly erasing any trace of its cuteness. This scene, with its stark contrast and overwhelming terror, pierced the heart, triggering trypophobia and a profound sense of dread.

The haughty young lady, Tendo Kisara, had a very low tolerance for stress, and this scene made her instantly furious. She quickly closed her eyes and made a move as if to strike.

"Aaaaaaah, die! Zero Type I... Spiral Bankai Flower!!"

Wait a minute!

"Kisara! Wait a minute!!"

Even though he knew that this sword strike might tear him to pieces, J still stood in front of Tina. Fortunately, a voice at that moment forcibly pulled Kisara back to his senses.

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Rentaro Satomi, the male protagonist of this anime, timely pushed open the door and successfully stopped Kisara's fatal blow.

This "Type Zero," rumored to be able to instantly kill a fourth-stage Gastrea with a single strike, would probably wipe out this newly arrived reincarnation team in no time.

"Kisara! What on earth did you do? You drew your sword on an ordinary person, or even a Zero type...? This is unbelievable!!"

Like a scolded young wife, Mu Geng sat in her chair with her head slightly buried, feeling wronged and not daring to respond, because even she herself felt that she had indeed lost her temper just now.

Aihara Enju, the initiator of Rentaro, is a precocious 10-year-old girl with twin ponytails adorned with large bunny hair clips. She can't resist teasing and affectionating the adorable Kuriboh upon seeing it, all the while angrily accusing it:

"Exactly! Unbelievable! How could Kisara do something to such a cute creature? That just goes to show that big-breasted women are all idiots!"

Unfortunately, Kuriboh wasn't too interested in the little girl and kept dodging and weaving, which made Enju keep chasing after her.

The childlike innocence of Enju made her feel only curiosity and joy towards the strange creature Kuriboh, whose species was not even clearly defined, without any fear.

"Are you here for a job interview?"