Absolutely Not Kept!

Bomb Maker: "..."

I thought you were here to save me. I never expected you to be the real devil!

He had sliced open his own palm just like that—what kind of madman was he?!

Once he came to his senses, he panicked completely. "Wait, you can't kill me! I still have..."

Slap!

Before he could finish, a huge slap landed squarely on his face.

"Officer Sato, I'll leave this guy to you!"

Fujino pinned him down with one hand, then looked back and smiled at Sato Miwako. "Don't worry. Whatever happens, we'll bear it together."

"You can't kill me!"

The Bomb Maker panicked completely and hurriedly said, "That's right... I still have another bomb I haven't told you about. If you kill me, that bomb will explode!"

"Damn it!"

Sato Miwako clenched her teeth tightly, her tear-filled eyes brimming with hatred.

Both hands gripping her pistol, she rested her index finger on the trigger and aimed the muzzle at the Bomb Maker's forehead.

She was only one step away from putting a bullet through the true culprit behind the bombing.

Sending him to meet his ancestors.

"Wait..."

Staring at the dark muzzle before him, the Bomb Maker's face immediately turned pale.

He desperately tried to speak, but he was too terrified to utter a single word.

Bang!

"Ahhh!!!"

In an alleyway in Tokyo that afternoon, a gunshot echoed through the surroundings.

The bullet left the chamber, but rather than striking the forehead right in front of it, it hit the concrete ground nearby.

Yet the Bomb Maker, believing that he had been shot, let out a scream before rolling his eyes back and fainting.

At the same time, a warm stream flowed down from his crotch, soaking his pants.

Clearly, he had been scared pissless.

"Whew..."

Sato Miwako gasped