At the hospital where Akasaka was staying.
Today was C.C.'s shift, so she was the only one here. No one else was around.
The main reason was that everyone else had been hospitalized too. They probably could not manage to care for anyone, so almost everything had been entrusted to C.C.
Aside from Kato Megumi, C.C. was the second person to emerge completely unscathed.
More accurately, she could not exactly be called unscathed.
This woman possessed an immortal body. As long as she died once, her condition could be reset.
So not only could she not die, but her physical state could also be refreshed, which was why she was completely fine.
C.C. sat on a stool before Akasaka's hospital bed, crossing her snow-white legs and swinging one of them back and forth, her arms folded over her chest.
Just then, a familiar saxophone tune began to play.
Kurumi Tokisaki emerged from a black-and-crimson space beneath the floor, letting out a sinister "Hehehehe" laugh.
"My, my, C.C., it has been quite a long time. I wanted to catch up with you properly, but it seems that won't be possible now. An enemy is heading this way, and his target is our man, Akasaka."
C.C. stopped swinging her crossed leg, frowned slightly, and looked at Kurumi Tokisaki, who had just climbed out of the ground.
"Turn off your speakers."
Kurumi Tokisaki froze for a moment, then snapped her fingers elegantly.
The three Kurumi Tokisaki clones hiding within the black-and-crimson space exchanged glances and turned off the speakers they were carrying.
This music had been specially composed by Akasaka for Kurumi back in the early seventies.
Its meaning was obvious enough.
Akasaka was someone who loved messing around.
And Kurumi liked the music Akasaka had given her very much, so she carried