In this anime crossover, who stole my module?

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Is it an illusion?

No.

CP9 does not believe in illusions.

In CP9's rigorous training, any moment of carelessness could mean death.

She has survived to this day thanks to this extraordinary level of vigilance.

then.

Kalifa turned around.

Continuing forward, the steps seemed casual, but in reality, every step and every turn was meticulously calculated in the mind, attempting to escape that invisible gaze through complex route changes.

She first entered a large department store, passed through a dazzling array of cosmetics counters, took an escalator to the women's clothing section, and then exited from another exit, turning into a relatively quiet alley.

The entire process was smooth and efficient, without the slightest delay.

however.

That feeling of being watched never faded.

This made Kalifa's heart sink.

It's been almost a week since I came into this world.

With the professional skills of a CP9 agent, she quickly figured out the basic rules of this world and even used some unconventional methods to forge a legitimate identity for herself and settle down temporarily.

She thought she could temporarily escape the life of danger and live like an ordinary person, enjoying a moment of peace.

It seems that trouble has finally come knocking on our door.

But who exactly is the other party?

……

at the same time.

The sky above the Ginza shopping district.

Dozens of pigeons and sparrows are circling hundreds of meters in the air, or perched on the balconies and air conditioner units of the surrounding high-rise buildings.

They look no different from ordinary birds.

However, upon closer observation, one will find that the movements of these birds possess an unnatural uniformity.

A pigeon landed on the roof, its glassy eyes turning at an unnatural, stiff angle, precisely locking onto Kalifa's figure on the street below.

[The target has entered Central Avenue - Zone C.]

[Aircraft A-3 and A-5, continue high-altitude surveillance.]

[Aircraft B-1 and B-2, move to the east side of the building to prepare for the handover.]

[Attention, attention! The target is extremely alert. All units must maintain a safe distance and refrain from any unusual behavior that may attract the target's attention.]

Efficient instructions.

This proved that they were indeed a group of birds parasitized by parasites.

……

"call……"

finally.

Under the parasol of an open-air cafe.

Kalifa finally gave up, picked up the iced Americano that the waiter had placed in front of her, and took a small sip.

The bitter coffee slid down my throat.

Kalifa's nerves, which had been tense due to high stress, finally began to relax a little.

After several unsuccessful attempts to reverse track the data.

Kalifa ultimately chose the most direct and daring approach.

— Respond to all changes with constancy.

She sat right there, openly exposing herself to the other person's gaze.

Let's see what that guy hiding in the shadows is up to.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The ice in the coffee cup has melted.

The surrounding customers have come and gone in waves.

However, the anticipated contact did not occur.

That feeling of being watched still lingers.

Kalifa's patience is being worn down little by little.

She didn't like this feeling.

This feeling of being manipulated and powerless.

Just as Kalifa tapped her fingertips on the table, preparing to get up and end this pointless standoff...

A figure blocked the afternoon sun, casting a shadow in front of Kalifa.

"Miss, are you alone?"

A gentle and polite male voice rang out.

Kalifa slightly raised her eyelids, her gaze sweeping over the top of the cup.

He was a young man wearing an expensive shirt, a Rolex gold watch on his wrist, and his hair was neatly combed.

He wore what he considered his most charming smile, holding two glasses of champagne. He had clearly been observing from the outdoor seating area of another upscale restaurant not far away for a long time before mustering the courage to approach and strike up a conversation.

Kalifa's gaze lingered on the other person for less than half a second.

A conclusion was reached quickly.

His limbs were weak, his muscles were loose, and there was no energy flow in his body that was beyond what was normal.

--waste.

The conclusion drawn is that it's probably a nobody with a Dao power value of less than 10.

After confirming that the other party was not the person I was looking for.

Kalifa naturally had no interest in dealing with the other party.

……

"You've been sitting here for a long time, were you waiting for someone who got stood up?"

"I really don't know which blind guy could bear to leave such a beautiful young lady waiting alone in a place like this."

"If you don't mind, Miss, how about I entertain you?"

"Consider it... an apology to that guy who didn't know how to appreciate it."

However, the man paid no attention to the expression on Kalifa's face. With a deliberately practiced voice, he subtly revealed the expensive watch on his wrist and reached out to pull out the chair opposite Kalifa.

……

result.

"roll."

Seeing this, Kalifa showed no mercy.

Upon hearing these words, the man seemed surprised by such a direct rejection, and his smile froze for a moment.

but.

Although a hint of embarrassment flashed across the man's face, it was quickly replaced by even greater interest.

after all.

The more thorny a rose is, the more satisfying it is to conquer.

then.

The man cleared his throat, put on a smile again, and leaned forward slightly, trying to show off his masculine charm.

"Miss, I think you might have misunderstood. I meant no harm; I just felt you looked a bit lonely sitting here alone, so I thought I'd offer you a drink and... "

But the man's words came to an abrupt halt before he could finish speaking.

Do I need to repeat myself a second time?

At this point, the man's smile completely vanished, his face turning pale and then flushed.

Under the watchful eyes of several people around them.

I could only feel a burning pain in my cheeks.

"……excuse me."

In the end, the man could only reluctantly withdraw his hand that was about to pull out the chair, and squeeze out the words from his throat.

……

It was at this time.

The empty chair opposite Kalifa was gently pulled away by another hand.

A figure sat down silently.

"..."

Upon seeing this, a sharp, cold glint flashed in Kalifa's purple eyes, which had been hidden behind her glasses. Her body tensed, and her knuckles gripped the coffee cup even tighter.

His gaze was like a knife, piercing straight at the newcomer.

I saw.

The person who came looked like a young man who happened to be passing by and stopped in for a rest.

Harmless to humans and animals.

However, Kalifa felt an inexplicable pressure emanating from the other party.

Is it an illusion?

Kalifa looked away, picked up her cup, and used the act of drinking coffee to conceal her readjusted breathing rhythm.

……

After sitting down, Natsume Ryo naturally waved.

A waiter immediately came over quickly.

"A cappuccino, please."

After ordering, Natsume Ryo stopped talking and simply leaned back in his chair, looking at Kalifa with interest.