From Anti-Corruption Straight to Counterterrorism

"Whew..."

Fujino landed steadily on both feet, gripping a blade in each hand as he watched the van continue scraping forward in a shower of sparks and lightning-like flashes. He took a deep breath to steady himself.

Although he had a certain understanding of his swordsmanship, actually cutting a van in half...

It still felt a little outrageous when he thought about it.

So I'm actually this badass now?!

I can cut whatever I want...

Maybe I could try cutting a missile someday?

Fujino silently marveled to himself, thinking of a certain Land's Strongest Mobile Weapon, before muttering in a low voice:

"Another useless thing has been cut."

As he spoke, he sheathed his blades...

Uh, it seemed he had left the scabbards in the car?

The van, split cleanly in two, slid across the road for a while before smashing through a streetlamp at a bend and crashing straight into a wall.

Fortunately, it had already slowed down, so Scarface, who had been driving, was not killed by the impact.

Though he had not died, Scarface was thoroughly terrified.

This time, they had come to "rob" someone under orders from their gang boss.

Before setting out, the boss had only told them to steal the phone. So they had brought baseball bats, intending to take the phone without causing any deaths and disguise the whole thing as a robbery.

They had also thought this was just some ordinary High School Detective.

But who could have known he was such a ruthless, hard-ass bastard?

What normal person carried two steel swords around when they went out?

And he had cut a van into two pieces with a single slash.

Was he even human?

Scarface's face was deathly pale as he struggled to crawl out through the gap in the