Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

[11:35, the first team has no situation. 】

[At 11:37, a team arrived at the large observation deck 150 meters away. No trace of the enemy was found. Judging from the surrounding environment, it was just a building that had been closed for nearly a week. No signs of life were found in the snake-like Deadpool, and he was heading to the drainage pipe. 】

[11:40, the second team sets off. 】

[11:42, there is no explosive installation residue, the metal detector shows no results]

【11:45——】

Commissioners Fujimaru Ritsuka and Yabuki Sakura set off.

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"There are no traces. If you want to install explosives that can destroy Tokyo Tower and we are buried together, you can't handle it so cleanly. Is it really a trap?" Under Tokyo Tower, the girl pulled away the red and white cordon and leaned down. The waist enters.

Behind her, Yabuki Sakura looked up at the towering skeleton with a little worry on her face.

"no, I can not."

Entering the cordon, Fujimaru Ritsuka took off his disguised thin-framed glasses and stuffed them into his chest pocket.

Today she is wearing a bright red woolen jacket. Her not-so-tall figure is covered up by the thick fabric, making her look more fashionable and homely in winter.

Of course, compared to Sakura Yabuki, who was wearing a tight-fitting black battle suit behind her, with only a black trench coat on top, her style looked a little different.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who came here not so much for a fight, but as a chat with an old friend, put his hands in the pockets of his coat. His expression was different from the usual cheerfulness, and took on a deep and serious look.

She slowly raised her head and looked up at the red and white radio tower.

As if in response to her, a dull echo suddenly came from the other end of the earphone.

Not an enemy attack;

Kick!

In the darkness, the iron staircase surrounding Tokyo Tower lit up. Rows of LED running lights were installed below the iron staircase. Each step emits a glistening white light. At the moment of illumination, the path to the sky seems to appear out of thin air.

The pure white road seems to be inviting visiting guests to come and meet you.

The dark and indifferent look just now seemed to be mocking the elites of the executive department who entered early.

And Fujimaru Ritsuka received such a straightforward reception just after crossing the cordon.

It has many meanings——

I can completely grasp your movements and so on.

Only the top hybrids are qualified to come to the top of the tower to meet and so on.

But the more straightforward meaning is——

That is a road to the sky.

As the master, he is the one who stands high in the sky and overlooks everyone climbing.

"Wow, the super middle-school literary youth has too much self-awareness," the girl muttered with a grimace.

There have been too many similar characters, too many!

Just thinking about it makes me think of PTSD!

As promised, drizzle began to fall from the already dark clouds.

The rain was not heavy, as if tiny silver needles fell from the sky, shattered into pieces when they hit the steel bars, and melted the moment they touched the side of Fujimaru Ritsuka's face, sliding down the curve.

"Don't let it rain so clearly."

The girl sighed with emotion, rubbing her hands in the trouser pockets of her coat, and the hot air she blew dissipated into mist on the cold rainy day.

"Then let's go, Miss Sakura."

This time, the girl calmed down her emotions and spoke seriously, her eyes filled with unprecedented concentration.

"Um."

The same is true for Yabuki Sakura, whose bluish pupils contain some kind of determination.

The two of them stepped onto the entrance of Tokyo Tower.

Even the journey ahead may be a life-or-death journey.

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Da da da.

Military shoes collided with the stone tiles, and the two girls were walking side by side on the first floor of Tokyo Tower.

The decoration style on the first floor is similar to that of a large shopping mall. The golden lights give off a luxurious and elegant European style, but the floor is made of supermarket-type variegated floor tiles. The guide poles and isolation strips left at the ticket office are all Before they were evacuated, the red velvet isolation tape had a thin layer of dust floating on it and was placed quietly in the middle of the first floor.

On the ground, there were only the shoe prints left by the executive elite when they came in just now.

His instinct as a savior remained silent, as if he was telling himself that there was indeed no danger on this level.

But the uneasy expectation still existed, and Fujimaru Ritsuka suppressed the excessively fast heart rate.

She felt some inexplicable discomfort, and the tension that she didn't feel even when facing the fierce ghost dragon king was spreading, and the dragon blood in her body was clamoring to break through the previous balance.

King General, what does it mean to a girl?

The two continued on, but did not take the elevator directly. If someone was tricked in such a closed space, there would really be no way to fight back. The two teams that started in front also chose to climb the iron ladder outside Tokyo Tower.

"The load-bearing points of Tokyo Tower were marked by Princess Kaguya, and there are no signs of explosives being placed. It seems that the guy named Wangshou really intends to wait for us to go up."

After Fujimaru Ritsuka and Yabuki Sakura said this, he walked towards the iron ladder first, pretending to step on his feet to confirm the stability before reaching out and inviting Yabuki Sakura like a gentleman.

"Um."

Although it was not necessary, Yabuki Sakura still held the girl's hand, and the two of them put on their hoods to protect themselves from the raindrops and began to crawl.

[At 11:46, Commissioner Yabuki Sakura and Commissioner Fujimaru Ritsuka arrived at the iron staircase and are expected to arrive at the special observation deck at twelve o'clock. 】

Yabuki Sakura used a headset to communicate with the troops of the first and second teams. Although she has always been Minamoto's exclusive secretary, she has also been assigned to work abroad. She is familiar with the procedures of the execution department and is very efficient.

Soon, both the students from the headquarters and the first and second teams responded, saying that the progress was normal.

The cold and damp wind blew through the corners of their clothes. Both of them were top-notch hybrids. Naturally, they could climb much faster than normal humans. As long as the two of them thought about it, this building with a height of several hundred meters could be converted into a residential building. There are more than fifty floors, and even Miss Sakura can reach the top in only ten minutes.

As for Fujimaru Ritsuka, as long as she wanted to, it probably wouldn't take a few minutes to get up with a few more vigorous jumps.

The two kept climbing, and as soon as they got used to the speed, they became faster and faster. Their feet didn't even make much sound on the swaying iron ladder, and they were all buried in the sound of fine raindrops.

But just when the two of them climbed over 100 meters, Yabuki Sakura suddenly frowned.

"Something is wrong."

There was a slight fluctuation in Yabuki Sakura's cold tone at this moment, and she quickly put her hands to her ears.

[Team 1, regular contact has not been received, whether there is any abnormality. 】

Because this mission was entirely an away battle, regular contact was naturally necessary. In order not to interfere with each other too much, the headsets did not always enter the communication channel. Most of the time, the frequency of finger tapping was used as a code for communication.

The time limit is five minutes, and 11:50 is the scheduled time.

But the code signal from the first team did not come, and there was no distress signal.

The elites of the Executive Bureau would not make such a mistake, so the only possibility is——

boom! !

The sound of shattering glass came almost instantaneously. Countless fragments fell from the sky at high speed, mixed in the rain and fell downwards, and then hit the dense steel bars outside Tokyo Tower with a shattering sound.

Fujimaru Ritsuka did not lower his head due to human instinct, but looked up.

Where are the falling raindrops, broken glass and pieces of debris, and -

A person who suddenly falls downwards.

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