An Angel Has Come Down to Me

"Miyu Kirishima, Asami Nakaoka, and Rika Minami of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department have all been promoted to mid-to-high-level positions. I know them all. Who would dare to arrest me?"

Jill rolled her eyes, glanced at the sullen-looking little guy, and teased him.

"I'm a minor, it's against the law..."

After a relaxing night, Kevin, whose Memory Fragment of Jill were gradually piecing together, couldn't help but scoff, and the two chatted very casually.

"Hearing you say that makes me even more excited..."

Jill raised the corners of her mouth, her gaze fixed intently on the flagpole standing tall under the blanket, and she couldn't help but lick her cherry lips.

"Don't do this so early in the morning..."

Kevin glanced around nervously, and before he could finish speaking, Jill tackled him, followed by a fierce battle.

At 10 a. m., in a private room of a Japanese restaurant, Kevin cut off a piece of abalone, dipped it in the sauce, and chewed it. Although the taste was delicious, he was somewhat distracted while tasting it.

"Don't worry about it. We'll definitely handle everything you asked us to do, Boss..."

Across from her, the policewoman Jill was also leisurely enjoying the local delicacies, appearing calm and composed, while simultaneously revealing some information she knew.

"It's better that these children stay; they seem to be closely connected to the Gastrea's movements..."

"Perhaps, only if they are all here can the mystery of Seven Star Village be solved..."

"The Gastrea Virus in Tokyo hasn't spread globally yet. If these sources of infection are sent to other countries, they might attract unwanted attention..."

Kevin had some questions on his mind, and some things he didn't understand.

"Since something unusual has happened, why isn't the SCP Foundation investigating?"

Jill pointed to herself and then stuffed the Salmon Sushi into her mouth.

"There are three reasons. First, the SCP Foundation has a hazard rating for it. Gastrea Virus is transmitted through bodily fluids, and basically only humans infected with it can evolve to Stage Four or higher..."

"No further pollution has been found in the oceans where they inhabit, so their numbers are naturally quite limited. After two battles, only two of the twelve zodiac signs remain..."

"At this level, let alone posing a threat to the world, even the technology that Schrodinger Company possesses is enough to crush them. You saw the Electromagnetic Railgun last night, didn't you?"

"Secondly, we already joined forces with the St. Freya Academy to provide support to Japan once before, but there were too many shady dealings involved. This time, the incident happened so suddenly that we didn't have time to intervene..."

"Third, the Japanese Government seems to be intentionally obstructing the investigations by various organizations. The SCP Foundation suspects they are up to something big in the shadows, but they have no reason to shake up a country's political system..."

"So, Shirley and I used our Interpol Officer identities to cut off the circulation of Gastrea Virus on the black market, to prevent more well-fed bastards from weaponizing this stuff."

"Fortunately, I have these friends in Tokyo, which makes things much less difficult for me..."

"But so far, Shirley and I have only been able to take down some small groups that profit from Bio-terrorism counter-terrorism, with the cooperation of special assault teams. We haven't been able to get close to the big fish yet."

Kevin nodded thoughtfully, having a fairly clear understanding of the current situation.

"So, to find out what the Japanese Government is doing behind the scenes and the cause and purpose of Gastrea, these children are key?"

"And the Avalanche Organization! According to leaked documents, this group did enter Seven Star Village at the time of the incident. Even if they were framed, they can't escape responsibility."

As they were talking, Jill broke off a crab leg, peeled off the crab meat, dipped it in soy sauce, and then took a bite.

"Therefore, we can cooperate more..."

With such a large support team, Kevin felt somewhat at ease.

Unexpectedly, Jill, who had swallowed the snow-white crab meat, smiled and raised her finger, waving it from side to side.

"You're wrong, Boss. The SCP Foundation is currently under the leadership of its second chairman..."

"That person explicitly forbade anyone to contact you privately, interfere with your actions and judgment, so as not to affect the choices you will make in the future."

Kevin was somewhat taken aback and pointed at Jill.

"You weren't..."

Policewoman Jill sipped a spoonful of crab roe, a charming smile on her face.

"You were the one who approached me, and you didn't help for nothing; you paid a price, didn't you?"

Clearly, this woman found a weakness in the rules and secretly ate her fill.

Could this be considered a clandestine... quid pro quo?

Kevin recalled a certain word and was immediately left speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

At that moment, a figure opened the door, sat down, and complained.

"Sister Jill, you've run off again. This time you were busy all night, finally finishing the handover with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department..."

"Miyu and the others are still working overtime to trace the transmission routes of the Gastrea Virus. They haven't even provided meals over there yet. Working overtime with the Japanese is a nightmare..."

"Besides, you ordered such a huge meal, and only notified me halfway through. That's really not very considerate, is it?"

After entering the room, Shirley buried herself in the food on the table and started eating, while also scolding someone for being unfair.

"By the way, I think I saw the figure of a white-haired child in the abandoned warehouse through the scope at the scene, but why doesn't it match up when we're counting people?"

"He's like Schrödinger's cat, existing somewhere between existence and non-existence. Let's just consider him dead."

Jill put a piece of clam meat into her mouth, glanced at the empty cushion opposite her, and responded irritably.

Hungry Shirley quickly put her doubts aside and focused on the food in front of her.

"I feel like I won't get any substantial information out of these small groups selling Gastrea Virus, and we've basically wiped out everyone in the vicinity. What's next?"

Having eaten about 70% full, Shirley thought about the current progress of the investigation and couldn't help but ask her boss and partner about it.

"Investigate the Avalanche Organization, or the Japanese Government- led 787 Mechanized Unit transformation, and see if you can find any clues."

Based on information provided by someone, Jill made arrangements on the spot and added a comment.

"Keep a close eye on the [Seventh Heaven] bar. Ever since we last met, I've felt something's off there."

Then, the policewoman opened her phone, deciphered the encrypted file on the information network, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

It turns out to be a side mission from World Tree Games: find all information about SCP-001, the Eden Angel, within the Tokyo area.

Now it's getting more and more lively.

P. S.: Anyone there? Updates have been so quiet lately. After reading, please leave a few comments and feedback...

The basic two chapters have been released, and the two extra chapters are expected to be completed before 12 o'clock.

Chapter 486, Section 513: An Angel Descends to My Side (Bonus Chapter)

Kevin, who had just returned to the Tendou Civil Security Company, stared at the scene inside, utterly astonished.

A girl with clear, bright eyes, short, slightly yellow hair, and two braids that reached past her shoulders was quietly reading a book, exuding a calm and serene aura.

The child looked quite refined in her subdued long-sleeved jumpsuit, tight pants, and matching shoes.

The rustling of the pages made it seem as if the girl was flipping through a book rather than reading it.

"Welcome back. My assigned name is Chizuru Kase, and I will be in charge of front desk reception at the Tendou Civil Security Company starting today."

"If you'd like to dine, please turn left and walk 40 steps into the kitchen. There are Pizza Hut pizzas on the oven..."

"You need to rest. Please go to the second bedroom on the right. You should have about an hour and a half to rest before lunchtime..."

After being infected with Gastrea Virus, Chizuru Kase, who had fused with Dolphin Factor, reluctantly closed her book, jumped off her office chair, lifted her skirt, and bowed slightly to Kevin.

Seeing Kevin's somewhat stunned expression, Chizuru Kase maintained a calm tone and continued to press for answers.

What kind of drink would you like? Water? Black tea? Milk? Coffee?

At this moment, Kevin, who was still somewhat taken aback, finally came to his senses and waved his hand, indicating that the girl didn't need to bother.

It seems that when he made the deal with Jill last night, he forgot to ask what would happen to these Cursed Children after they were registered.

"It's alright, I can handle it myself. You can continue reading. Feel free to call me anytime if you need anything..."

Upon hearing this, Chizuru Kase breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around, jumped onto the stool, and continued flipping through the natural science magazine.

As Kevin passed by the counter, he paused, secretly pulled out a thick stack of comic books from Spatial Rift, and placed them next to Chizuru Kase.

"Here, since we just met, these are for you..."

"Also, you don't need to be so formal in the future, just call me Brother Kevin..."

When Chizuru Kase saw the stack of new books next to her, her eyes lit up. She nodded slightly, carefully smoothed out the natural science magazine she had flipped through seven or eight times, and set it aside. Then she opened the comic book and began to read it with great interest.

"Aaaaa... aaaaaa..."

After calming himself down, Kevin walked down the corridor. As he passed the Pathway room, a suppressed yet clear singing voice, like pearls falling onto a plate, created a pleasant and soothing sound that calmed the mind and body.

With a hint of curiosity, the boy gently pushed open the door and peeked inside. He immediately saw two silver-haired girls with gray cloth strips wrapped around their faces, struggling to wash a mop.

"... We... we didn't slack off..."

The two, roused from their reverie by the song, were startled to find a stranger standing in the doorway. They retreated hastily, the taller twin protecting her younger sister, and mustered their courage to explain to Kevin.

"Ahem, I just came to listen to the music, the voice is captivating..."

The older sister breathed a sigh of relief, but the younger sister, who was clearly well-protected, responded even more lively.

"We possess the Nightingale Factor within us!"

The little girl poked her head out as if showing off her collection of rare candies to her friends, brimming with pride.

The older sister, wary of others, playfully pulled back her talkative younger sister, using her usual gentleness and calmness to mask her inner tension and timidity.

"Hmm, the voice is beautiful, I'd like to keep listening, but could you please speak a little louder?"

Kevin smiled and offered a friendly gesture, then casually pulled out a handful of candy and handed it to his sister's younger sister, who was looking on expectantly behind her.

"Thanks..."

The older sister hesitated before nodding in agreement that her younger sister should accept the boy's candy. However, the little girl, who received the candy first, happily popped the first bit of sweetness, unwrapped from the candy, into her older sister's mouth.

The two sisters nestled together, creating a warm atmosphere. Then, hand in hand, they stood on the steps, their lips parting slightly.

A wisp of ethereal music flowed from it, its melodious notes like a spring breeze caressing buds, pearls falling onto a plate; its soaring heights like gold shattering and jade cracking, a thunderous roar...

Unfortunately, the two children did not understand the specific lyrics and melodies; all their vocalizations were natural high notes. Kevin had an idea and excitedly invited them to sit down and discuss the basic notes and singing techniques.

When the conversation turned to areas that interested them, the two little girls gradually lowered their guard and sat down on either side of Kevin, listening attentively to the boy's story.

Perhaps because of that fragmented memory, Kevin had crammed on songwriting, composing, and some basic musical knowledge, and the content of classic songs would occasionally pop into his mind.

The two little girls, who had been isolated for so long, were immediately awestruck, their pretty faces filled with admiration.

Upon hearing their sudden realization, they didn't forget to run to the front desk to find Chizuru Kase, the dolphin girl who was so engrossed in studying, and get some paper to take notes.

Kevin, being a bit of a know-it-all, decided to teach them how to draw musical notation and break down basic lyrics into key changes, high and low notes.

After writing on three full pages, Kevin shook his slightly sore wrists, looked up and saw the grayish-white cloths covering the faces of the two girls. He remained silent for a moment, then hesitated before asking questions.

"May I ask what happened to your eyes?"

Sensing the probing gaze, the older sister lowered her head slightly, trying her best to keep her tone calm.

"People outside all hate those red eyes that belong to Gastrea..."

The younger sister pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, suddenly looked up, and threw herself into Kevin's arms.

"That's not all! My sister originally planned to cross the giant stone monument and sing for people to get some food, but because her glasses weren't properly fitted, she was sent back..."

"After I nearly died of starvation, she felt immense guilt, hated her eyes, and hated her identity even more. She even planned to fill her eyes with lead! Luckily, I stopped her..."

"Afterwards, although everyone was rescued, my sister didn't want to see her own eyes in the mirror, so she covered them with a cloth from then on. To stop her from doing anything foolish, I chose to do the same..."

"Teacher Kevin, my sister is very stubborn. I don't know how much longer I can keep an eye on her. She trusted you so much just now, please, please talk to her!"

Kevin gently stroked the little girl's head to comfort her, while the older sister, whose secrets had been exposed by her younger sister, bit her lip and buried her head even deeper.

The boy gently pressed down on his sister's shoulders and reached out to tear off the grayish-white strip of cloth, but the girl, who had a strong sense of inferiority about her identity, kept her eyes tightly closed, refusing to use the monster's red eyes to further taint the world.

However, as an eerie fanning sound rang out from the storage room, Kevin noticed the girl involuntarily turning her face toward the source of the sound, and he leaned closer to her ear and whispered softly.

"I'll count to three, get ready to open your eyes and see what this is. If you agree to this condition, I can grant each of you one wish for free..."

A sensitivity to sound and an undisguised childlike curiosity caused the girl to involuntarily pry her eyelids open a crack the moment the countdown ended.

She saw... an angel descend upon her...

P. S.: These twins only played minor roles in episode 8 of "Black Bullet" to enhance the plot. The old thief Zidian disposed of them very decisively, and you know how it ended.