The Land of the Rising Sun Transfers to Another World

Chapter 43: Betsuhan Torture Method and New Threats

I felt like I could do it, so I'm posting another chapter.

I'm really sorry for causing confusion ( ；'Д｀)

- ワイアード

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Around 21:00

Unbekannt

Unbekannt was as lively as ever at night, and Foreign Minister Loran was touring the town under the guidance of Niibori. The streets, shops, public facilities, roads, streetlights, etc... all left him in utter amazement at how they overwhelmingly surpassed his own country.

"Minister Loran, that over there—"

Loran could no longer hear Niibori's explanation. He had a certain pride in his country's civilization, which had been acknowledged by the Five Great Powers. However, he was deeply impressed by the high level of civilization in Japan that surpassed his own.

"Mr. Loran! Mr. Loran! ...Um..."

"Eh...!?"

Loran snapped back to reality when Riolu called out to him. Niibori also noticed and worriedly spoke up.

"Um... Are you not feeling well?"

"Oh, no, no! I'm fine! ...Sorry, Riolu... Riolu?"

Loran tried to thank Riolu, but noticed that Riolu's complexion was pale... Riolu had called out to him to inform him that he was feeling unwell.

"I'm sorry... Is there a... restroom... nearby?"

"Eh? Ah, yes. This way, please."

Riolu, guided by the security personnel, headed to a nearby public restroom.

"—This is how it works when you turn this..."

"Got it. Thank you very much!"

"Then... I'll wait by the entrance."

Bam... Click...

Once alone in the stall, Riolu took out an older, larger mobile phone from his pocket and spoke to the person on the other end.

"This is Riolu... Everything is going well so far. How about you?"

"This is Moretti... Not good... The number of Japanese troops outside isn't decreasing at all... We'll have to wait a bit longer."

"Understood... but don't take any reckless actions."

"I know... By the way, how come you didn't get your radio taken away?"

"Hehe... I've been good at hiding things since I was a kid."

"Impressive, Riolu... You're the pride of the Sahenantis Empire Special Forces 'Present Birds.'"

"Thank you... Let's grab a drink after the mission is over."

"That sounds good! ...Well then, I'll leave it to you."

"Ah..."

After finishing the exchange, Riolu put away the radio and left the stall.

Splash! Click

"Phew..."

"I'm sorry for the trouble."

"Eh?"

When Riolu turned to look in the direction of the voice he heard from behind, that was there—

That was—

Everything was black.

—The face. The clothing. The footwear. Even the aura and breath felt black, not in a literal sense, but in the atmosphere and presence surrounding it.