Lina vs. Sayaka (Continued)

Kozuki Sayaka swiftly put "Koukarin" back into her guitar case and then slung it over her shoulder.

She resembled a female leopard hunting in the night, dressed entirely in a tight-fitting black night suit.

With a powerful leap from his long, slender legs, he jumped straight down from the height of a three-story building.

I mounted Aldikia's latest motorcycle, its red taillights flashing like a red lightning bolt in the night, and sped away.

The vibrant night view of Washington., rushed past as the high-speed motorcycle sped by.

The crowded streets were piled high with all sorts of congested vehicles.

But the motorcycle seemed to ignore all obstacles, weaving through every crevice.

The speedometer on the dashboard had long since exceeded the 200 mark.

Kozuki Sayaka lay prone on top of the motorcycle, her left hand still turning the throttle to accelerate it further.

"What's going on, Sayaka? Why are you still in the city?"

Through the earpiece clipped to her ears, amidst the whistling wind, Kisaragi Kirio's voice came through once more.

"Someone is following me."

Kozuki Sayaka said casually, showing no sign of the tension of being tracked.

"Oh dear, so that man was the bait."

Kisaragi Kirio showed no sign of nervousness and chuckled as she spoke.

She said that the man they hadn't been able to find a couple of days ago had suddenly appeared in such an obvious place; it turned out to be a bait deliberately released by the US authorities to track them down.

"Never mind, have we already obtained this man's memories?"

"Well, although I don't think what this scum is researching will be of any use to us."

Kozuki Sayaka said dismissively.

They didn't actually have orders to kill their targets. For many targets, they simply weakened their bodies, so they could recover in bed for a year or two at most.

Of course, this is unavoidable, since memory extraction is quite damaging to the human body.

However, that scumbag from just now is definitely not someone she can forgive.

He could put even newborn babies on the operating table without any scruples, and he also took pleasure in raping young girls and children.

This kind of scum deserves to be sent to meet the King of Hell in a grand and glorious way.

They don't deserve to live.

"Perhaps it's precisely because he's scum that the US government used him as bait, to reuse him as a piece of trash!"

Kisaragi Kirio's speculation is quite consistent with Kozuki Sayaka's guess.

"Should we provide support?"

"We just happened to have a witch who's good at spatial magic come back from a mission; we can have her pick you up."

Sitting in front of the communication chair, playing with her nails, Kisaragi Kirio spoke casually.

Buzz buzz buzz--!

Turning the handlebars, the motorcycle emitted a deep, beast-like roar.

Kozuki Sayaka adjusted the movable visor on her helmet and looked back.

About a hundred meters behind her, a figure darted low into the air.

A mocking smile flickered across her lips as she placed her delicate hand on the movable lens and pulled it down forcefully.

"He's just one person. Take care of him quickly."

Surrounded by pale blue wisps of light, and dressed in rather tacky black armor, it was impossible to tell whether the person was male or female.

However, judging from her physique, she is at least quite petite.

At this moment, she is flying at high speed, chasing after her target.

"Report: The target has entered an abandoned landfill."

"Understood, continue the pursuit, Major Sirius."

After shutting down communications, Sirius took a pistol-shaped CAD from his holster and fired a shot at the ground.

The release of energy from its body exploded once more, Sirius accelerated its low-altitude flight, closely following its target.

"Is it right here?!"

At the entrance to the landfill, Sirius saw the motorcycle he had been chasing parked there, but the person on it was nowhere to be seen.

She extended her armored hand and touched a red button on her chest.

Instantly, the armor covering her head, hands, and feet retracted mechanically, just like a scene from a science fiction movie.

The girl's pretty, delicate face and her pair of fair, tender hands were revealed.

She drew a small dagger from her belt and held it in her right hand, while her left hand held a medium-sized automatic pistol.

"Then, let's begin contacting the mission target."

She muttered these words to herself, speaking calmly and raising her alertness to the highest level.

Then, with light steps, she stepped into the open gate of the landfill.

This is an abandoned landfill; precisely because it's abandoned, there's actually no trash here.

Actually, this place is more like a large open space enclosed by a wall. Children often come here to play, treating it like a baseball stadium or an amusement park.

This is also why the girl named Sirius was so vigilant; the lack of cover meant...

Just as she expected!

Standing before her was the girl she had just chased, with long brown hair reaching her waist and dressed in a tight black night outfit.

She didn't speak, but swiftly raised the automatic pistol in her hand and pointed it at the woman in front of her.

At that moment, Magic Formula formed on the gun, the fastest magic she could unleash.