Soon, night fell.
The lights came on across the campus. Duanmu Huai stood alone on the sports field, arms folded across his chest, coldly watching the gate ahead.
Inside the school building behind him, Ajiro Shinpei and his friends were hiding, uneasily watching Duanmu Huai standing on the field.
"Say, is that big guy really going to be okay?"
Kozune Mio asked in a low voice. Ajiro Shinpei's original plan had been to use himself as bait, lure the enemy into the school building, then use the building's layout to divide their forces and pick them off one by one. But Duanmu Huai couldn't be bothered to play hide-and-seek. He simply waved his hand.
"Leave it to me. Find somewhere to hide, and you especially! Stop dying and reloading!"
To prevent Ajiro Shinpei from accidentally getting himself killed and triggering a reload, Duanmu Huai had even given him a shield generator from the Mass Effect universe—if he could still die with that, then there was really nothing left to say.
"I don't know either, but he should be..."
Ajiro Shinpei still had some impression of Duanmu Huai. If he remembered correctly, when he had nearly died at the festival, he had seen a huge figure charge toward the shadow with four arms. If Ajiro Shinpei wasn't mistaken, that figure had to be Duanmu Huai.
But...
"I can't believe we actually ran into Miss Christie here...! I even got her autograph...!"
Rubbing the book in his arms, Ajiro Shinpei was overjoyed. After all, Mary was now a world-famous writer, and her works covered an incredibly broad range of genres, from horror to science fiction. Ajiro Shinpei had also read Mary's Mass Effect trilogy and had always admired it. He never imagined he would actually meet the author herself, let alone receive