Outlaw in the World of Conan, Tokisaki Kurumi

As the items displayed in the cabinets came into view, a slight smile curved Kurumi's lips.

As a firearm enthusiast, both past and present, Kurumi had secretly collected quite a few firearms over the years. More importantly, these weren't weakened civilian versions, but genuine military-grade weapons.

Within the several cabinets in this room, Kurumi had neatly categorized the firearms according to their different types.

In fact, it wasn't just firearms; military equipment was also fully stocked.

Considering the need for stealth and speed in her upcoming actions, Kurumi chose submachine guns that could be concealed within clothing.

For example... Kurumi took out a P90.

As a submachine gun with 50 rounds of 5.7mm ammunition, the P90's performance and combat capability were considered excellent even in this era. It was easy to carry, had ample ammunition, and more importantly, Kurumi found it genuinely good-looking and it felt great in her hands.

Placing the P90 on the table, Kurumi took out the ammunition box and several magazines to begin loading.

To conceal her identity, Kurumi had also prepared a pair of thickened combat boots and a loose-fitting outfit.

Additionally, there was a chest binder.

After spending some time preparing, Kurumi placed the submachine gun and four loaded magazines into a black leather case.

Time was approaching evening.

Perhaps because Inspector Megure, far away on Moon Shadow Island, deemed the matter serious enough for special handling, Kurumi received word through an inside source near dinnertime that the Metropolitan Police Department intended to directly transport Kuroiwa and Nishimoto to prison to prevent any further complications.

Carrying her leather case, Kurumi, after transferring through several different modes of transportation, arrived at the location agreed upon with the field agents.

In the deserted alley, only one car was parked.

"Excellent." Kurumi smirked as she looked at the unremarkable white car in the alley.

She was quite satisfied with the operational capabilities of the Organization's lower-tier members.

Moreover, this car had been recently stolen, so even if the police investigated, they wouldn't trace it back to the Organization.

Opening the car door, Kurumi tossed the leather case onto the passenger seat.

At this point, less than half an hour remained until the vehicle mentioned by the inside source was scheduled to depart.

Inside the car, she changed into civilian clothes, covering her own face with a mask, and even tying back her jet-black long hair.

From the outside, looking through the car window, Kurumi now appeared to be an ordinary-looking woman.

Alright... now it's time to show them what an Outlaw truly is!

Stepping on the accelerator, Kurumi drove the vehicle towards the Metropolitan Police Department.

Metropolitan Police Department, a van was parked in front of the building.

"Alright, you two, hurry up and get in!"

A police officer in uniform opened the van door, gesturing for Kuroiwa and Nishimoto, who were being guarded by a colleague, to get in.

Looking down at his handcuffed hands, the village chief, who once enjoyed a life of luxury, now wore a crestfallen expression, devoid of his former arrogance.

Beside him, Nishimoto, who remained silent, showed no reaction to the police officers' stern demeanor as he obediently got into the car.

"Alright, Kimura, be careful on the road!" The police officer who closed the door, his stern expression replaced by a grin, playfully instructed his colleague who was responsible for driving.

"You got it!" Kimura, in the driver's seat, readily agreed, and the van slowly started to move.

"By the way, why aren't we using a police car for this transport?" Kimura asked his colleague in the passenger seat.

"I don't know."

"Who knows? Maybe the superintendent doesn't want to make a fuss." The officer with a revolver holstered at his waist drew his weapon and began inspecting it, while also keeping a wary eye on the suspects in front of him to prevent any sudden moves.

These three individuals were responsible for the escort.

At this moment, the occupants of the van were unaware that behind them, Kurumi, now in civilian attire, was following in her car.

63 Outlaw

The vehicle departing from the Metropolitan Police Department was headed for a prison located outside the city, a journey of approximately thirty minutes.

Silently tailing the unsuspecting van, Kurumi watched as the scenery gradually shifted from dense city buildings to sparse residential houses. She knew it was time for her to make her move.

Summoning King Crimson to sit in the passenger seat, she opened the leather case and chambered a round in the submachine gun. Maintaining a distance of about a hundred meters behind the target vehicle, Kurumi surveyed the surroundings. Ensuring that there were fewer and fewer vehicles around, she floored the accelerator and charged forward.

Gripping the steering wheel and pressing the gas pedal, as the distance between the two vehicles rapidly closed, Kurumi noticed that the van seemed to have detected her and also began to accelerate.

But a van was still just a van.

As Kurumi slammed the accelerator and sped forward, her car quickly found itself right behind the van.

In the passenger seat, King Crimson, holding the submachine gun, smashed the window with its left fist. With the safety disengaged, the submachine gun fired as King Crimson pulled the trigger, and brass bullets burst from the barrel, directly blowing out the van's two rear tires.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on!" Kimura, caught off guard by the sudden attack, gripped the steering wheel tightly, struggling to control the vehicle that had lost two tires.

Inside the van, the other two police officers hastily drew their sidearms. Although they had suspected they were being followed and had called for backup, they never imagined that the car tailing them would suddenly produce a submachine gun and open fire.

Glancing at their small revolvers and recalling the sound of automatic gunfire just moments ago, the three officers suddenly felt a sense of despair.

As the gunshots rang out and the vehicle violently shook, Nishimoto, the prisoner, suddenly clutched his head with both hands, curled into a ball, and wailed, "A curse! This is a curse!"

Kuroiwa, glancing at Nishimoto who seemed to have given up hope and was crying out, was unwilling to die here.

"Officer! Shoot him! Do you want all of us to die here?" Kuroiwa yelled loudly at the officer holding a gun and looking back.

"Shut up! You!" The officer sitting behind them kicked the back of Kuroiwa's seat fiercely and said, "Who did you two offend?" As he spoke, the officer turned around and began to shoot at the vehicles behind them.

Inside the car, facing the bullets aimed at her, Kurumi didn't even bother to dodge.

The reason was simple.

Moving and shooting targets inside a constantly shaking car was already difficult for ordinary police officers to achieve. Moreover, Kurumi possessed Epitaph and King Crimson. Even if a single shot hit her, Kurumi could use her abilities to directly erase her own time, causing the bullet to pass right through her.

In other words!

From the very beginning, Kurumi had already placed herself in an invincible position!

When the van overturned and landed on the roadside, Kurumi parked her car next to the already dilapidated vehicle.

After King Crimson observed for a while, Kurumi confirmed that the two officers in the driver's seat had fallen unconscious.

Due to the seatbelts, the two were still secured in their seats. Apart from their heads being grazed and bleeding, Kurumi, after confirming they weren't seriously injured, ignored them.

She was here for revenge, not to harm the innocent.

Using King Crimson's immense power to directly tear open the deformed car door, Kurumi looked at the scene inside and revealed a cruel smile.

Was it a coincidence? Or fate?

Kuroiwa and Nishimoto, who had been in the car accident, had not fainted. In fact, as King Crimson tore open the door, the two were attempting to unbuckle their seatbelts.

"This should be our first meeting, right?"

As a result, Kurumi pointed the muzzle of her submachine gun at the two terrified scumbags.

"Don't! Don't kill me! I can give you money!" Kuroiwa, sitting on the outside, completely panicked, tried to use money to save his life.

"Is that so?" Kurumi said mockingly. "But... for a scumbag who made his fortune selling white powder, even a lot of dirty money is meaningless to me."

She pulled the trigger without hesitation. The intense and continuous gunfire, accompanied by spurting bullets, turned the bodies of the two into bloody sieves in just an instant.

To be honest, Kurumi felt a little regretful.

If it were usual, she would definitely have toyed with her prey, making them taste despair.

But now~

Knowing that she had definitely caused a major incident, Kurumi knew that if she didn't leave quickly, she would likely be met by a large police force.

In a suburb of Tokyo, Kurumi threw the submachine gun and the leather case into the car, then tossed in an incendiary bomb.

As the car burned fiercely, Kurumi, feeling refreshed, walked away, pulling out her phone and dialing Narumi's number.

"Hello? Sister Narumi?" Kurumi's tone sounded very happy.

"Kurumi? How is it on your end?" Lying alone in bed, Aso Narumi suddenly felt lonely after Kurumi left.

He even lost his appetite when eating.

His heart felt empty, as if something was missing.

So, when Kurumi suddenly called, Aso Narumi's face immediately lit up with a smile.

"It's done! Those two are dead." Kurumi thought for a moment, "You'll probably hear the news from Inspector Megure soon, right?" Kurumi said with a hint of schadenfreude.

"That amazing?" Hearing Kurumi's news, Aso Narumi was extremely surprised. "But weren't they taken away by the Metropolitan Police Department? How did you do it, Kurumi?"

Aso Narumi was confused. Did Kurumi directly storm the Metropolitan Police Department to kill them?

Wouldn't that be too bold?

"Well~" Kurumi said with a giggle. "I just intercepted their car halfway."

She recounted everything she had done, eagerly anticipating Narumi's reaction.

"..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Kurumi felt like Narumi was processing what she had said.

After a long while, Kurumi only heard Aso Narumi say two words: "Holy sh*t..."

It wasn't that she swore out of nowhere; it was that what Kurumi had done was completely lawless.

No! It should be called insane!

Intercepting a police vehicle halfway and shooting at it with a gun – could this be something an ordinary yakuza organization would do?

Aso Narumi couldn't quite understand.

This was Japan, not Mexico.

When had the police ever been so humiliated?

A separate chapter to explain

Regarding the protagonist, in my conception, Kurumi must possess Zadkiel.

However, due to my imagination, the reason the protagonist can currently only possess a Stand is that Zadkiel is in a damaged and sealed state.

Since Zadkiel can control time, my design was to take things step by step.

For example, Diavolo's King Crimson can erase time.

Kira Yoshikage's Killer Queen can rewind time.

Pucci's Made in Heaven can accelerate time.

The Great President's D4C can pull people from parallel worlds.

Illusio's Oasis can pull people into the mirror world.

Hol Horse's Emperor can freely control trajectories without needing to reload.

And so on...

These Stands with their various abilities will merge into Kurumi's Zadkiel, and become even stronger.

This is my setup.

However, I've often seen people in the comments section bring up that Kurumi doesn't have Zadkiel, and my collection count keeps dropping.

So now, to clarify, this is basically a semi-spoiler.

Alright, that's how it is.

That's all.

64 Shocking News and Sherry's Arrival

Kurumi's audacious actions naturally caused a huge stir within the Metropolitan Police Department.