The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Bang!
A gunshot shattered the harmonious atmosphere of the dessert shop.
Ikumi sensed something was wrong almost as soon as the man reached into his trench coat. As soon as the gun was revealed, she instinctively pulled Unagiya Kaoru aside.
The bullet struck the waitress behind her. She felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, her hands went weak, the tray fell to the ground, and the coffee in the cup spilled out and was absorbed by the Chiffon cake.
"Ahh!"
The girls screamed.
The man in the trench coat panicked even more. He had even dodged the gunshot, which further convinced him that the teenagers were suspicious. He kept firing as he ran towards the back door, not forgetting to grab his briefcase.
Screams, panic, overturned tables and chairs—it was like stepping into a movie scene, giving Unagiya Kaoru a mesmerizing, dreamlike feeling.
The sound was like a string of firecrackers; it was very loud when it exploded, but there was no further sound afterward. The man in the trench coat had already run out the back door.
"That guy must be crazy!"
Ikumi cursed angrily, "Are you crazy? Why would you shoot someone for no reason?"
Is it wrong for others not to even glance at my outfit?
" Ikumi, I think I need an ambulance."
Unagiya Kaoru showed no fear, and exclaimed, "Movies are definitely not realistic; a table can't stop bullets at all."
Three small holes had appeared in the tabletop that was being used to cover his thigh, one of which was directly in front of him, and blood was flowing out uncontrollably.
Ikumi was so anxious that she cried while frantically dialing for an ambulance.
Someone nearby called the police.
Compared to the panic of those around him, Unagiya Kaoru was able to calmly scan the room and did not find Masaki Kurosaki.
Did she chase after him?
Sure enough, the girl who could see the older brother was no ordinary person.
He thought for a moment, then reached out and wiped away Ikumi's tears, saying, "Okay, don't be so sad. Ghosts are real. My brother said I have Spiritual Power and can continue to live after death."
"Idiot, why are you saying such things at a time like this? I don't want you to die!"
After yelling, Ikumi looked distressed and helpless. She gently placed her hand on the wound, but warm blood continued to gush out. She had no idea what to do to stop it.
This was the first time Unagiya Kaoru had seen the usually strong-willed girl show such vulnerability, and his expectations of death began to waver slightly.
"Don't panic, I'm a doctor. I can give you some initial first aid. Once the ambulance arrives, your life shouldn't be a problem."
A calm and steady voice rang out.
Ikumi looked up and saw a very young man, probably in his early twenties, with spiky black hair, wearing a white coat, and carrying a first-aid kit.
"Then I'll leave it to you." She stepped aside.
"Doctor, please save me first!"
The waitress who was also shot shouted, at which point she no longer cared about being modest.
"Sorry, being shot in the abdomen is a bit tricky. Let me take care of this first, then I'll see if I can help you."
As the man spoke, he squatted down and opened the first-aid kit. His movements were not very smooth, and it was clear that he was not a very skilled doctor.
In reality, Isshin Shiba had only learned a little bit of medicine at the Shin'ō Academy, and had originally planned to treat minor illnesses such as colds and fevers. This was the first time he had treated a gunshot wound.
Unagiya Kaoru said with a broad smile, "You're the person Kurosaki-kun sent, right?"
"I was just a doctor who acted bravely."
Isshin Shiba didn't admit it, because if he did, he would have to explain how Masaki used her Hirenkyaku to carry him over.
Unagiya Kaoru didn't believe such a coincidence and asked, "Where did Kurosaki-kun go?"
" Kaoru." Ikumi growled, like a tigress about to explode in fury, with the imposing aura that said, "If you dare to utter another word, I'll kill you beforehand."
Unagiya Kaoru kept his mouth shut, thinking to himself that Kurosaki-kun had definitely gone after the culprit.
He guessed correctly.
Masaki Kurosaki is tracking down the criminal who fired the shot.
For those free men who can indiscriminately shoot and injure pedestrians on busy streets.
She couldn't live with herself if she didn't stop it.
There are many crimes in the world, and she can't handle them all by herself, but she will definitely address the evil happening right before her eyes.
Masaki Kurosaki uses her Hirenkyaku to traverse the streets of Karakura Town, trying to track down criminals in a very discreet manner and avoid making too much of a commotion.
The man in the trench coat hijacked a black car, sped along the highway, and started making phone calls using the car owner's phone.
His expression was even more terrified than that of Unagiya Kaoru, who had been shot. He kept glancing back to see if anyone was chasing after him.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see anyone.
All, all.
"Hey, who are you?"
The call was finally connected, and a young voice came from the other end.
The man in the trench coat said, his voice trembling with tears, "I'm Morishita, Superintendent Tanimoto. Where are the people you sent? I think they're watching me."
"Isn't it still before the agreed time? Keiichi very punctual. We specifically arranged to meet in Karakura Town, how could we possibly be exposed?"
"There's no mistake, that boy must be one of X's. They're everywhere; they even managed to find him in such a hidden place as the research institute. I'm doomed, I'm finished."
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The man in the trench coat became increasingly distraught as he spoke, as if the experiments he had once conducted on that person were about to befall him.
The thought of those cruel methods made him tremble; he'd rather die than suffer any more relief.
"Calm down. Think about your wife and children; they're waiting for you to come home. What do you mean by 'X' and 'Fullbringer'? What kind of research are they conducting up there?"
" Tamako, Rika..." Morishita didn't listen to what the youngest superintendent was asking, his head lowered, his mind replaying images of his wife and children.
Thinking of the series of strange events that had recently occurred, he barely managed to gather his broken mind. Only the information in his hand could protect this country.
"Please tell your people to come to the Karakura Town First Department Store Building immediately and call this number. Don't hesitate. If you hesitate, you and I will both be criminals against this country."
After saying this, Morishita hung up the phone, pressed the gun against the back of the driver's head, and said, "To the Karakura Town First Department Store Building!"
"Okay, okay." The driver nodded repeatedly and turned to head towards the department store.
Morishita, clutching his briefcase, calmed down after a moment of tension, discussing the recent series of paranormal events.
Without the cover of Shinigami, the human leadership was no fool; there were beast-like claw marks and a body that had been chewed up.
The world is undergoing unknown changes, and files on strange events that were previously ignored are being unearthed and carefully investigated.
There are fake stories and real stories. For example, someone once said that he was put into a room by a little girl his age and couldn't escape.
A pocket watch that can grant any wish, a gem that vanishes into thin air...
Through their investigation, they traced back to a group of people who called themselves Fullbringer and possessed the special ability to see ghosts and a group of monsters called Hollows.
The research institute secretly captured a Fullbringer and gathered scientists from various fields to begin research, attempting to use this power for military purposes.
As a result, the higher-ups leaked the information from somewhere, and the research institute was destroyed by the Fullbringer.
Morishita was the sole survivor, and escaped through the secret passage with the research findings.
Having no connections, he dared not approach the Prime Minister rashly, so he could only meet with Superintendent Tanimoto Takayuki, the most righteous officer in the Metropolitan Police Department, hoping to use this relationship to convey his research data to the Prime Minister.
"We've arrived at the department store."
The driver's trembling voice brought Morishita his senses. He wavered between killing him to cover his tracks and leaving him alive. Looking at the terrified expression, he still didn't kill him. "Don't try to call the police. This is not something you can handle. Just pretend you never gave me a ride, understand?"
"Understood." The driver nodded repeatedly.
Morishita opened the door, only to be suddenly pulled down by a great force.