"Alright, we've already begun preparing here. Tell us again when you're coming over so we can confirm the exact time and open the door from this side."
A slightly magnetic female voice came through the intercom, echoing beneath the night sky.
"Alright, I'll contact you later." He Ao, standing atop the building, nodded lightly, cut off the communication, and slipped the intercom capable of crossing anomalies back into his pocket.
His gaze shifted downward. The gunfire outside gradually quieted, while the attackers were swiftly captured under the joint encirclement of the arriving Anomaly Association and Federal Bureau of Investigation.
His eyes followed the flow of people as he quietly watched the Federal Bureau of Investigation vehicles filling the street below.
"Why do I feel like that building just now didn't really welcome us?" Silvi, sitting on He Ao's shoulder, swayed her head and spoke slowly.
"Yeah. 'It' didn't want us to see 'it.'" He Ao stared at the building hidden amid the dense woods. "If we went in ourselves, we probably wouldn't see anything. Only when it's hunting will 'it' reveal part of its form."
"It hides from us?" Silvi asked blankly.
"Yes." He Ao nodded gently.
"So what exactly were that rope and that house? Anomalies?" Silvi asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Perhaps," He Ao said thoughtfully. "Or perhaps they were a twisted fragment left behind by an angel."
If one had to choose an audience for a performance, then the city's most significant "audience" was undoubtedly that "angel."
The drifting wind brushed through the trees surrounding the quiet building, making the fragments of evergreen leaves rustle even in winter.
"Those people all seem to have been caught?" Silvi lowered her head and watched the people being arrested below. "And the ones who entered the courtyard... Big Guy, I think I