Motohashi Yoji had originally been leaning against the edge of the wall.
According to the building's original design, railings might have been intended for this spot, turning it into a passageway.
Pramia had placed him here because the view was widest, making it easier to observe the surroundings.
And when Tangze used his power to push the immobile Motohashi Yoji backward, Motohashi Yoji, wheelchair and all, toppled over the edge of the building.
His face twisted savagely, his eyes nearly splitting open. Tangze looked down as he slowly fell, while the vividly colored liquid around his neck poured out as the device's restraints came into contact, mingling together...
"Boom!"
Motohashi Yoji's terrified expression, the photograph Tangze had thrown into his arms, and the wheelchair stained with Pramia's biological evidence all exploded into a dazzling fireball in midair.
Enormous heat erupted in an instant, energy wrenching the air as it sent Tangze's hair and coat tails whipping wildly, revealing the communications earpiece on his right ear.
As usual, whenever Gin wanted to monitor a mission's progress, there would always be something convenient for listening in on the status of the other participants.
Tangze stepped back two paces, dusted off his lapel, and made a somewhat disgusted expression.
"You didn't get hit by any falling debris, did you, senpai?" he said into the earpiece.
Only Gin's soft scoff came through the earpiece.
His car had not been parked directly beneath the building—to avoid being spotted after the incident. Kumeru was clearly not genuinely asking; he was merely teasing, or rather, mocking him.
"The blonde woman." Gin merely repeated that phrase. "She was the one who took him from the police. Find her, and make sure she doesn't know anything she shouldn't."
As he spoke, Gin pulled his gun away from where it