"Someone has already started making a move on that place."
When the team assembled, Black went over what he knew about the blade. Yellow nodded. "We don't need to worry about this. The Organization has already assigned someone else to handle it. By the way, you didn't say anything, did you?"
"No." Black cast a faint glance at Silver, who was sitting quietly beside them.
"That's good. Who knows what the final outcome will be?" Yellow nodded. Since measured methods could not achieve their goal, they could only resort to more radical measures. Though that might bring tremendous losses, it was also the most effective way to obtain useful information.
Only...
Several days passed, yet those people remained perfectly fine. Not only that, the stars in the sky showed no signs of falling—instead, many more had vanished in bizarre ways.
It was baffling.
"Honestly, I hadn't noticed before, but why would clothes get damaged?" Kaguya, who had gone out with Jiu Ming, raised her sleeve. There was an almost imperceptible tear on it, caused when a Contractor attacked them and she had been caught off guard. It was not that Kaguya had failed to prepare herself; rather, the other party's ability had been rather strange, like that white man Jiu Ming had once encountered—something akin to material exchange.
"Don't forget that you're only in humanoid form right now... Even though your clothes are manifested too, they aren't all that different from the originals."
"Ohoho, I nearly forgot about that if you hadn't mentioned it." Kaguya pinched her own arm. "Other than being able to sense my true body, there isn't much difference at all. If I don't pay attention... mm-hmm, not bad, not bad."
"Fine, even so, we didn't have to come to a place like this, did we?" Jiu