Bungo Stray Dogs : Stormbringer

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【Until just a few minutes ago, there were only six people in the bar.

But now, there were seven.

"Some praise would be nice."

Said number seven. 】

The owner of the voice was a young man in a blue suit with a tall stature, long black hair, and reddish-brown eyes. He looked like a well-organized, but overly serious man. He held the cue up like a royal cane.

"A prize would be fine, too. The basics of the investigative manual say that in order to get information from humans, you must first interact and become intimate with them. And according to plan, a pool game has deepened our relationship. With this, we can move on to the mission."

The young man's voice was flat and logical, and his eyes were completely serious.

The friendly game of pool ended there.

—A Kukri knife flew towards the man's head, making a sound that seemed to burn the space between it.

"Woah."

The young man turned his head to evade the knife coming at him in mid-air. However, bits of his hair couldn't escape the tip of the knife, and were sliced off.

It was Albatross who had thrown the blade. Once the man had avoided the attack, Albatross ducked, keeping his expression relaxed.

Behind him, Iceman appeared while holding a cue. His whole body twisted like a spring as he swung the cue forward, the attack mimicking a bullet shot from a sniper rifle.

The young man in the blue suit avoided it with ease. Iceman followed up by successively thrusting the cue forward. The cue would graze past his nose, brush by the hair flowing around his head, and go through the hair covering up his ears, but Iceman couldn't get a direct hit. It all missed him by only a few millimeters.

"Not bad."

"Haha, interesting! You must really want to be killed, entering this bar without even a knock! We'll grant you your wish, then!"

"Despite us playing a friendly game, the subject's attacks are increasing. It's illogical. I wonder why?"

The wolves didn't wait for the man's reply. Pianoman was already trying to wrap a wire around the young man, who had lost his balance from avoiding the cue earlier. A thin, glistening thread came out of Pianoman's wristwatch, moving in circular motions.

"Shall we continue this talk with your head on the floor?"

The thread had gently fallen onto the young man's shoulders. It was near invisible to the naked eye with only a small reflection of light showing it was there, but it laid loose around the man's neck.

Pianoman gave a sharp flick of his wrist, bringing the thread back where it came from to tightly coil around his target's neck. Even though one of his mechanisms had been destroyed by Chuuya, Pianoman had a wire gun on the sleeves of both of his arms.

And once that mechanism was activated, not even superhuman strength could stop it from slicing your head off.

The young man immediately brought the cue up between the thread and his neck. However, the piano wire was specially cut, and crunched through the cue like hard candy.

The piano wire was the same width as the young man's neck.

With this, the merciless steel wire would flatten the man's neck like a table—