"...Was this part of that bastard's plan too? All that setup was just to leave me unable to save myself at this moment, forced to watch the plane crash?!"
Irish cursed furiously under his breath and wanted nothing more than to slam a fist onto the table. But when he saw the complex dashboard before him, he could only force himself to hold back.
Just then, a steady voice came from beside him, accompanied by the calm arrival of someone. "I'll do it."
Jiang Xia passed Irish and sat in the pilot's seat. Grasping the control stick, he copied what his colleague had done earlier and pulled it back with all his strength.
Enormous resistance pressed against his hands. As the Control Stick moved, the flaps extended. The altimeter, which had been spinning rapidly across the dashboard, shifted accordingly. Their speed gradually slowed, stabilizing at an acceptable altitude.
The plane's dive came to a stop. It narrowly remained above the clouds and returned to steady flight.
Only then did Hashimoto Maya come back to his senses. He hurried into the cockpit, swept his gaze across the complex dashboard flashing with different lights, accurately found the Autopilot button, and pressed it.
The Autopilot System took control of the plane again, and the crisis caused by the Captain appeared to have been resolved just like that.
Behind Hashimoto Maya.
Kaito Kuroba had quietly followed along. Blending in with the onlookers, he peeked into the cockpit from the doorway.
Seeing that things had stabilized, Kid let out a breath of relief. ...Thank goodness. Jiang Xia was still reliable enough.
At the same time, he reached down by his leg and grabbed an elementary school student with glasses who had been trying to slip past him into the cockpit—Kid remembered Jiang Xia saying last