CH 89

Chapter 89. [The Attack In The Passageway]

Ah-nee is waving her hand at the end of the aisle. That idiot! I try to tell her.

“Ah, nee… Nigge, goho ……………!”

I was already unable to even said the words properly.

While I was doing so, they were closing in on me from behind.

Damn, if I don’t do something…

However, Ah-nee’s expression changed in an instant.

She got the message. Somehow, I thought so.

And then, she said.

“I’ll take care of it.”

As we passed each other, Ah-nee said in a small but strong voice.

No. It’s dangerous. There was no time for me to stop her.

She faced them and said.

“Kyaaaaa—————————! Hentai ——————-!”

She shouted with all her might.

My ears went numb.

What the hell was that? How in the world can you be so loud?

For a moment, I thought my eardrums had been ruptured.

Perhaps out of surprise, they stopped in their tracks.

We were supposed to be running away, but even we stopped to look around.

Backstage rooms everywhere were opening with a clang.

People peeked out from every corner of the corridor.

And finally, the men in security uniforms appear, saying, “What’s going on!?”

We made it! We’re saved!

Just as we were about to feel relieved, one of them reached into his pocket, looking annoyed.

—Oh no!

I had a flashback to my previous life.

They have guns!

But this is America, the gun society.

The security guard immediately noticed and reached for the gun at his waist.

A flashpoint.

The tense silence was broken by one of them.

[…Retreat]

Another man stopped him as he reached into his pocket.

I remembered that in my previous life when I was almost killed, he had tried to let me go.

Even after I died, he prayed for me.

[We can’t back down after coming this far! What about the mission?]

[You’re the one who forgot. If you fail, retreat immediately. That’s the order. You’re the one who’s going to betray our country!]

[That’s what …… But!]

[That’s not what you just said. You’re not going to kill us all and keep us quiet, are you? With just a gun?]

[…]

The man fell silent.

Then, he spouted out the words, [Damn it!].

[Shit, shit, shit! Don’t get me wrong! This is also for the sake of our country! Also, I’ll report properly that you interfered with the mission!]

[… Yeah, whatever.]

The man slowly lowered his hand from his pocket.

I could see the other man’s chest heave with relief.

The two men continued to back away from the guard.

At one point, they reversed and started running.

<<Wait! We spotted a pair of men who appeared to be suspicious. Subjects are fleeing. We need your help.>>

They turned their backs and left.

A security guard chased after them, shouting over the radio, but it didn’t look like he was going to be able to catch them.

And I could hear them whispering in Russian on their lips.

They were saved.

“Haahh, haaah… You saved me, Anego. I mean, you’re amazing!?”

“Hmm. You’re welcome. This is also a result of the power of women. You two should make more use of your girlishness at times like this.”

“Shut up! Oh, is that supposed to be a double meaning?”

I was beyond surprised and was already dumbfounded.

Ha, ha, ha… You’re just as good as I thought you would be, Ah-nee. She couldn’t even communicate with them, but she had successfully defused the crisis.

But I see.

I should have screamed instead of just yelling.

I may understand foreign languages, but I’ll never understand this kind of girl’s feelings.

Whether it’s girl power or not, let’s put it aside.

But, uh… More than that.

There is one serious problem.

“Hmm? What’s wrong? Hey, Iroha?”

“Whee… I just, uh…”

Lack of oxygen.

Before I could finish, I fell.

I thought I heard the panicked voices of Angu Ogu and Ah-nee in the distance.

***

“… Yeah. …. Where? Here.”

I found myself tucked into a big bed.

What is this? I’ve never seen a bed with a canopy.

“Iroha! Iroha! You’re awake!”

“Oh, Ogu… Ogu? I’m glad, Ogu…? Are you okay? Are you guys okay?”

“We’re fine.”

“Oh, I’m glad.”

“So, this is the place…”

<<Good morning. Iroha-san, is that correct?>>

There was another person in the room. It was an elderly woman.

I had seen her once on a street monitor.

<<How do you do? I’m the mother of that stupid girl over there.>>

The next presidential candidate was standing there.