"Even Lord Jiraiya was defeated! It's over, it's really over!"
"Damn it! Jiraiya talked so big about Severing the Connection Between Earth and Heaven. A toad yawning-what a big mouth!"
"Prime Minister, it isn't safe here either. There's no time to lose! We should activate the contingency plan, evacuate Tokyo, and fall back to Kyoto to observe the situation."
As Susanoo sent Jiraiya flying and the first signs of defeat appeared, the shelter doubling as a command center on Tokyo's outskirts was in a frantic uproar, like ants on a hot pan.
Like rats aboard a ship about to capsize, they had keenly scented the danger of impending disaster.
"Can't we think of something?"
The Prime Minister's face was ashen as he braced his elbows on the table and spoke hoarsely.
Had he known this would happen, he never should have lost his head and blindly believed Jiraiya's honeyed words.
Jiraiya had boasted that he would Severing the Connection Between Earth and Heaven and eliminate future trouble once and for all. That was why the Japanese government had allowed him to do as he pleased at Senso-ji in Asakusa, Taito Ward, Tokyo.
Now, not only could Jiraiya barely save himself, he had also brought disaster down upon Tokyo.
If he abandoned Tokyo and fled like this, even if he managed to preserve his life, his political career would inevitably be destroyed.
Still unwilling to give up, the Prime Minister looked at the director of operations of the Self-Defense Forces Staff Office, clutching at straws in his desperation:
"The Air Self-Defense Force's 6th Air Wing and 7th Air Wing are currently in Tokyo, along with two Japan Ground Self-Defense Forces divisions and an artillery regiment standing ready. If we spare no cost, what chance do we have of killing that monster