Chapter 9
Edited by JFantasyBooks
And I have to edit these additional chapters by your pure feelings . Well, donations are $15 per sponsored chapter . You’re already 2/3rds there . Reizen Chuu can at least crank out 3 chaps a week if he wanted to... Anyway, enjoy .
When I was on my way to release the hostages after accepting the old man’s request, one of the terrorists entered the classroom to check on the situation .
“Yo, how is it going?” the terrorist asked .
“No problem so far . What are you doing here?” the other answered back .
“I’m just doing rounds . ”
“You ca at the perfect ti then . Stay here and take watch for . I’m going to the toilet . ”
“You...we’re at a delicate situation now, and you want to pee?”
“You rather leak on the floor? Just let go . ”
“Fine . Co back quickly . ”
“Thanks . ” Leaving that word behind, the man with a strong build laughed and left the classroom .
Just as he stepped outside, though, a faint grin reached his face while he turned to look back at the classroom he just exited .
“Hehe, who would want to go back to such a boring place . You guys stay there and guard for the rest of your life . ”
With that murmur, the man headed in a completely different direction than the restroom .
“Now that I managed to leave, where should I go? Using a firearm would just get noticed, and there are no girls around that I could do . So what can I do for fun?”
The man kept walking as he pondered about what he should do until suddenly, he arrived before a flight of stairs . He stood there, gazing absently at them until before long, he hit an idea and said, “Let’s go to the roof to check on the cops . ”
The man climbed the stairs and head to the roof .
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After the man who said he was going to the toilet left the classroom, the other terrorists who were left behind began to whisper among themselves .
“Geez, what a troubleso guy . ”
“Yeah, try to keep him in your sights . He’s a bit off the rails . ”
“Not just ‘a bit’ . That guy... he shot one of our allies to death in our last raid . ”
“Really? Does the boss know about it?”
“If he knew about it then that guy wouldn’t be in this world anymore by now . ”
A while has passed after the man had left the class, making the one who took his place begin to hold doubts .
“Hey, wasn’t taking him so long?”
“Don’t know . Taking a crap?”[ED: ok, he didn’t say that, but better than, ‘indeed’, no?]
“Don’t tell ...he snuck away?”
“Can’t be... Wait, that’s quite possible . ”
“I’m going to go check . ”
One of the n left the classroom, leaving one left to guard .
DON!
“Uu... u”
Imdiately after the terrorist saw the other leave, dull sound along with the terrorist’s groan echoing down the halls reached him . The terrorist jolted .
“Hey, what is it? Did sothing happen?” He called out, not taking a step outside .
There was no reply . He had an urge to go and confirm the situation pressed his mind, however, he couldn’t do that . If he did, the hostages in the class would just run away .
As he was wondering on what happened, he noticed sothing strange on the side of the hostages .
“Wh-What’s going on...?”
For so reason, all of them were sleeping . The terrorist couldn’t hold his astonishnt towards this scene .
Just a few seconds ago, most of them were sitting with a gloomy face . For them to fall asleep all at once right when he looked away...not possible .
“Are they really sleeping?”
The terrorist approached the hostages out of doubt and realized that they were genuinely and comfortably sleeping .
What is going on? How could they sleep in this kind of ti? Not to ntion, all of them at once?
The terrorist fell into deep thoughts for a short while until he reached a reasonable conclusion .
“Were they put asleep?” He wondered out loud .
“Correct . ”
“GUA!!”
The next instant, He heard a voice from sowhere, and with that, ca a strong force upon the back of his neck .
(Wh-What is this...)
As his consciousness started to fade away, the terrorist turned around to see the figure of a single student in uniform behind him .
“You... Who... are y...ou . . ?”
“Just a highschool student . ”
Stop fooling around!
The terrorist fainted away before he was able to say that line .
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“This was the last one . ”
I said while looking at the collapsing terrorist . Dear , I managed to do it sohow . I was having a hard ti making a plan at first, but when one of them left the classroom I ended up punching him in the stomach, so things turned okay .
The other one was confused after realizing that the hostages were all asleep, so it was easy hit him in the neck .
But still, I didn’t expect that a hit on the neck would work, since I’ve never tried doing that before . I thought that such moves only exists in manga . From now on, I shall be using this technique to defeat any enemy .
Co to think of it, the old man told to act naturally . Oh well, I guess it will turn out well in the end . Rather, he should be grateful to for helping him arresting the terrorists as well .
Finishing my work here, I decided to go back to Kamaishi on the roof, when suddenly the walkie-talki on the belt of the man who had collapsed on the floor went on .
“Hey, it’s . What’s the situation there . ”
My body stiffened, and I looked back at the walkie-talkie .
Wow, wow, wait, what should I do know? Should I answer? No, I would be exposed instantly if I did . However, not answering will be suspicious too .
As I was contemplating about whether I should answer or not, the voice began pressing for a reply .
“What is it? What are you doing? Give a response already!”
Dammit, I have no left choice .
I resolved myself and answered . .
“Sorry to keep you waiting, there’s no problem here . I will be resuming the inspection . ”
“.........”
How was that? I slightly lowered my voice tone to make it sound similar to the fainted guy . This should do, right?
“Who the heck are you!! You’re not one of our comrades! What happened to them?”
OO-kay, that didn’t work . I should’ve expected this result . It’s only natural .
“Hey! Guys . All of you, head to the hostages’ classroom now! An enemy is over there!!”
The instant the voice finished its words, the talkie was cut .
I threw the wireless to the ground, closed my eyes, and began considering what to do . This ans what it ans, right? All of the terrorists are charging this way, right?
What a disaster! I started to stress all by myself when as I heard the sounds of people descending the stairs from far away .
Dammit, It can’t be helped . It ca to this at the very end .
“Let’s rember to add a roasted pork ran to the list later . ”
Keeping that in mind, I began preparing a counterasure against the terrorists .
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