"Where are you hiding, kiddo?" Irish followed the trace that they left behind.
I was hiding behind a stone pillar with unconscious Ran on my shoulder.
Thank to Conan that I managed to escape somehow.
I checked the time of changing character function.
[15:00]
I had already gone half-way. However, I had a bad feeling for upcoming event.
Something that was so bad that I couldn't imagine.
After exchanging some skills with Irish, I realized how weak I am.
I always killed black organization's member as Hassan giving me a wrong impression about their skills.
Looking through the window, I could see police evacuate citizen living around.
"Haiz. Does this towel get ripped with bomb or something?" I wondered.
"This world is too hard for normal people to live."
"Coming out. Come out. Where you are." Irish said while uprooting every corner of room.
"I miss you. Hassan."
*Bang bang*
A bullet hit a pillar which I was hiding.
"The only way for you to hide is that pillar. Coming out and I will be lenient."
I didn't know the meaning of the word 'lenient' in his mouth.
Does killing me count as lenient?
Instead of shooting me 2 shots, you shot me 1 shot in head.
For now, the only burden for me was Ran.
Hopping this towel didn't get exploded in the end.
His step became louder. I could feel his killing intention very clearly.
I gripped my baseball bat tightly ready to counter-attack at any moment.
When he closely came close enough, I put Ran down.
Suddenly, a ball was flying towards him at normal speed.
"I'm here. Go and catch me." Conan roared out loud.
Thank to him that Irish didn't pay attention on me anymore.
Looking Irish chasing after Conan, I knew this was the perfect time to look.
Suddenly, a elevator door opened revealing a person with a little brown skin.
"Bourbon" I mumbled.
'Why he is here. Bourbon only appears when something can threaten to his country.'
This was understandable since his love for Japan was very big.
His appearance confirmed me one thing.
"This tower will collapse, right." my face became poker for short moment.
Anyway, thank to him that I could leave safely. I entered elevator with Ran on shoulder and clicked the button to move to the ground.
When the door opened, I could see many polices standing at that door.
"This is Ran. You are." Inspector Megure asked.
"Please help her." I gave Ran to inspector Megure and clicked the button to move to the top floor again.
"Wait."
The door closed separating me and inspector Megure.
"Phew. Police is one of things I don't want to see."
Japan was very strict on illegal immigration. They would send me to random country since I didn't have citizen identity.
If I followed them, I will be investigated and they would realize that they didn't have my information on their database.
I checked the clock.
[5:00 minutes]
When I saw the remain time, a smile appeared on my face.
Suddenly, the tower was shaking violently.
"I see. As my expectation."
The power was cut. Elevator used its emergency power to move to the nearest floor. When it arrived, the door automatically opened.
When I stepped out of elevator, the building was shaking more violently.
On the rooftop, Bourbon and Irish was having a martial exchange.
Both of their skills didn't have too much gap.
Conan looked at them from corner. Although he lost 2 equipment that Agasa made for him. He still had a clock.
Conan wanted to shoot at Irish but Irish's luck was very good suddenly. When the needle was shot, the building shook making Irish dodged the sleeping needle. Bourbon was also lost balance for a short moment. Seeing this chance, he kicked Bourbon to the edge of building.
With steel determination, he hold the corner of building with injured hand.
Irish wanted to shoot Bourbon since he discovered that Bourbon was an undercover agent.
Seeing the muzzle, Bourbon stopped holding and let his body free-fall.
Conan used his belt to save Bourbon at last second.
Although his belt couldn't create rubber ball anymore, its super elasticity was still there.
Conan and Bourbon fell from top-floor to the middle-floor of building.
Irish seeing the building exploded immediately thought his organization have interfered his matter.
He cracked his neck and waited for something.
With his intuition, he discovered someone else was hiding.
"You. Who is hiding at that place." The gun was pointed at fire extinguisher box.
From the shadow behind appeared a cloth.
"A cloth"
From that cloth, a person appeared.
"Ha ha ha. What is this? Who are you cosplaying? Reaper." Although Irish was laughing, he could feel the enormous pressure from the opposite guy.
His hand was trembling unconditionally. His back neck was sweating profoundly.
Irish was a veteran killer so he knew what were those signs.
'I'm scared of this guy.'
He looked carefully again.
When the red eyes under the white skull mask gazed at him, he felt that eyes could see everything inside of him.
"That eyes." he stuttered. When staring at those red eyes, he knew the guy standing before him had taken thousands of lives.
He never experienced something like this before. He knew his unconscious side was scared of this guy.
Even so, he didn't back down no matter what.
"Random guy with Halloween costume. How can that mask make me fear?"
"You should be since that guy wearing Halloween costume has killed 666 people in your organization."
When this special number was mentioned, he remembered the serial killer that killed 666 peripheral agents of black organization that his superior had warned him 2 months ago.
"Oh. So you are that guy. How can it be possible for you? I'm curious"
"You want to know my secret. I don't mind sharing since you are going to die very soon." I unbandaged my right arm.
When the bandage dropped to ground, Irish saw a crimson arm.
His fear became clearer when seeing that arm.
His lungs couldn't breathe properly due to enormous unknown fear.
"Your fear is understandable. You are not fearing me." I said. "But rather you are fearing this hand."
The crimson arm was reflected in Irish's eye.
When hearing the explanation, he found that was true.
"This hand. I took it from a demon. Sound cool right."
"Yeah. What can it do before my gun anyway?" his confidence was back online since he thought my story was bullshit.
"I can do like this" my demon arm stretched out 10 meters length. It moved like a snake hunting a prey.
Irish saw this and started shooting at my hand but volley of bullet were bounced off.
2 tips of my finger touched his heart location.
My hand retreated back to normal size.
Irish touched his chest and found no wound on his body.
"What the hell is that?" That was too unscientific. There was no way an arm could stretch out 10 meters length.
"Demon arm. I told you. And you didn't believe" I created an mirror image version of his heart.
Irish saw this and his body became more uncontrollable.
"You submit to him, Irish" he grind his teeth in frustration.
He re-loaded his gun fast and pointed at me.
"No no. It's useless" I slightly crushed his heart.
He felt an intense pain at his heart. His blood couldn't rush to his brain due to some pressure at his heart. Even with strong will like Irish, he still dropped the gun.
"My hand is faster than your gun."
"So this is the power of demon that helps you kill my organization."
"Indeed and it will bring death and destruction to your organization."
Irish, for a first time, couldn't deny that guy's statement. Working too long in organization, he knew there was no way organization could be destroyed easily.
However.
Seeing the demonstration of the guy clad in black and wore white skull mask, his common was broken.
"Then you must be a silver bullet"
"Are you trying to imply me to some kind of werewolf story?" I replied.
Suddenly, a loud sound interrupted their conversation.
"Wow. Look like your boss is here" I commented when seeing combatant helicopter on the sky.
"Rum" Irish exclaimed.
"Rum's best tool"
Seeing the appearance of Curacao, I immediately thought Rum must be observing from his computer at somewhere.
Not only her, I could see 2 ace snipers Chianti and Korn. And the one who controlled helicopter. I didn't know who is that.
"He must be a canon." I mumbled.
I and Irish were revealed clearly under the light coming from helicopter.
2 big machine guns were pointed at me and Irish.
The area became more harder to breathe.