Hayate Igarashi is a Tokyo rich kid who finds life extraordinarily boring, that is until his attention is gripped by the angel-faced Touma Kirigaya who ebbs him every time he looks at him. Why can's he forget about Touma?
Not only that, but one nig...
The person that had spoken was the female agent. Her hair light brown, black at the roots and done up in a bun. Her head was square-shaped and her lips thin. All three agents were dressed in black, as ERIS agents often were.
Ayumi tensed up.
The woman crossed her arms over her chest. "Give him over and I promise I'll be lenient."
Kaguya stepped sideways, covering Abe with her body. "Fuck off."
The woman's smile faltered. One of the other agents leaned in closer to her. "Nakamura. We want him alive, remember."
She waved him away.
She held out her hands, her palms open. She knocked back her head. Her face contorted in a scowl.
A pair of flintlock pistols appeared in her hands. She rolled her shoulders. The smile appeared on her lips once again. It didn't reach her eyes.
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"Let's do this, hm?" she pointed the pistols right at them.
"Get ready," Kaguya said softly.
Bang! —BOOM!
The two sounds shook the ground. The arrows collided with the bullets. Ayumi grabbed Abe and ran. The three agents were clutching their ears.
"What about the other one?" Abe shouted.
Ayumi shook her head. "Don't worry about her. Worry about yourself."
Nakamura recovered faster than the other two. As she looked around the alleyway the three were gone. She glanced back and saw two of them. Where was the other one?
A metallic twang resounded through the alley. There was a scream to her right. She only caught a glimpse of one of her teammates being swooped up in the air. Nakamura raised her head. He was suspended in mid-air, and so was she.
Kaguya had kicked off her shoes and abandoned her jacket to make herself lighter. She was standing on the thread. It had been pulled taut, connected between the two buildings like a tightrope.
Nakamura grinded her teeth. "Fucking hell." She pointed her pistols at Kaguya.
Bang!
Kaguya fell back. She hooked her knees around the string. Her hair fell down like tendrils. She hung like an acrobat.
She caught sight of the free agent moving his hand, preparing to summon his stolen weapon. She moved quicker than him. The string wrapped around his arm, pulling it upward. It was in the middle of this exchange that another bullet shot out. The sound gave Kaguya a fright. Her muscles tensed.
There was a type of squelch and then screaming. Thud... thud...
