Outside a villa in the wealthy district at night, the police were driving away reporters who had come after hearing the news, arresting the college students who had thrown the party, and... handling the aftermath.
The werewolf nonhuman who had been killed was immediately placed in a body bag and transported away, while the members of the Special Operations Team were also preparing to withdraw.
Isuna, the commanding captain of the team during this operation, was giving the necessary explanations and handling the handover with the police chief at the scene.
Basically, the police chief did all the listening, while Isuna did all the talking.
"Don't worry, Captain Isuna! We'll take care of everything from here!"
After saluting, the police chief quickly turned and left.
Isuna was just about to leave with the team when she spotted a familiar figure among the crowd... She hesitated briefly, but eventually walked over.
"John!"
Ding.
A golden Zippo lighter ignited a red Marlboro. Between John's long fingers, the cigarette looked like a conductor's baton in a maestro's hand.
"Didn't you quit smoking?" Isuna asked with a frown.
John didn't answer.
They had already broken up... peacefully, more or less.
"Did you need something?" John asked casually.
After Isuna awakened a certain ability, she was quickly selected to join the Special Operations Team. Because of her outstanding ability, she had been promoted to team captain in a very short time... Ever since Isuna moved out, John had felt that the two of them probably wouldn't have many chances to meet again.
Isuna was silent for a long while. "I think I still have some things at your place."
John said, "I've packed everything up. You can come get it whenever you want... You know where the key is. If it's inconvenient, give me