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But despite the death of the spy, Mithril managed to get their hands on a CD with highly confidential information thanks to Sousuke and others. Breaking the silence, Sergeant Major Melissa Mao came quickly into the hangar. Her short black hair framed her beautiful face without masking her true wild nature. The three of them were often grouped together as a team, and Mao was always the leader. Sousuke growled and nodded. You always look like your joking around here.
I am Kurz Weber, the extraordinary model. This beautiful face appeared in the pages of Esquire, you know? Was not it a farce like that movie of Charlie Sheen, 'Hot Shots! Kurz left out a small shout. Calm and nibbling his food, Sousuke observed the whole scene. Mao noticed when he swallowed. Sousuke, the Lieutenant Commander wants to see you. I thought we were free! If you need me, I will be in the bathroom. Knock, knock!
Sousuke and Kurz entered into the small room full of documents, shelves and a tall man dressed in a green combat uniform, Lt.
Commander Kalinin. Although Kalinin was wearing a long gray hair, his beard and mustache were well cut. Indifferent to the greeting Kurz, Lieutenant Commander Kalinin raised his look of the documents he was reading. He launched one folder to Sousuke and Kurz. The documents in the folder appeared to be a personal story, including a black and white photo of a smiling Asian girl.
She would be about twelve years old in that picture, a girl nestled with a woman, presumably their mother. It was a pretty girl, with beautiful skin and defined characteristics. Kurz whistled. According to the report, her name was Kaname Chidori and she lived in Tokyo, Japan. Kaname was a student in one of the abundant schools of Tokyo. Her father was a High Commissioner of the United Nations. She had a sister of eleven years, who lived with her father in New York City.
Her mother had died three years ago.
There was additional information: height, blood type, medical history and a lot more, the report did not spare in details. Slightly turning in his noisy chair, the Lieutenant Commander looked at a world map that was hanging on the wall. It was updated with the latest national borders: the completely divided Soviet block, the division of the southern and northern Chinese territories, and the scribble of lines that formed the Middle East.
This girl, Kaname Chidori, was only a potential target. I assign you to this mission because both of you speak Japanese fluently. Therefore, he spoke the language like a pro. The three of you will be in charge of this matter. It is already decided. They were members of a team chosen from many candidates.
And for them, an AS was only one of the tools they could use. Using hologram technology, the stealth-art equipment could hide very large objects from radar and infrared rays. In other words, it made things invisible. The armament will be minimal, so take two packages of external condensers.
So we must protect Kaname without letting her or anyone else know. But even so you should be alert when the problems will appear. Protecting someone without their knowledge or permission was more than absurd. This girl, Kaname Chidori, spends most of her time in a mixed public school.
Our younger soldier has the same age as her and is also Japanese. Like an elastic band that is released after being stretched, the face of Sousuke returned immediately to the serious expression that he was more comfortable with. Kurz sighed. He took some of the objects and frowned: a toothbrush, hair gel, a CD player, several CDs of Hiroshi Itsuki and SMAP, several amulets of the temple of Narita-san, a Game Boy, a Mister Junko watch, cigarettes, energy drinks, fashion magazines and other miscellaneous objects of different nature.
Melissa Mao smiled. But I do not understand why a student might need one. These are students of Japanese school, pay attention. It seemed that it was late, and there were only two students in the class. Despite having a lot of space to stay in, they were standing in the corner, very close together. While the young man was approaching to kiss her, the door of the class was opened. Surprised, the couple in the corner saw another student standing at the door. The boy started to chase after her, but the girl in the corner pulled on his sleeve and told him to let her go.
Kurz pressed the pause button. Naomi now knows a secret that could get her killed. She runs to survive. It's a ready girl! April 19, hours Japan Standard Time Off the coast of the Miura Peninsula Tuatha de Danaan, Covered take-off deck While the Tuatha de Danna rested half-submerged in the sea as a vigilant hippo, the hatch of the covered take-off deck opened with a noise, revealing the track on which Arm Slaves, helicopter gunships and VTOL aircrafts were launched. A transport helicopter with seven rotors rested in the covered take-off, waiting for permission to leave.
The shipment was full of all kinds of equipment, including an M9 Arm Slave. After putting his small kit bag behind his seat, Sousuke tied the safety belt. He made one final review to make sure he had not forgotten anything of vital importance, such as the forged student card that he kept in his chest pocket. Mao, who sat beside him, looked at the card for identification.
I do not exist in Japanese archives, but if a problem occurs, I can always change the name. Now let's go. After all, this is your first day of school," said Kurz from the back seat. It is an important mission," said Sousuke, causing a simultaneous sigh from Mao and Kurz. Before they could continue the conversation, the pilot of the helicopter reported that it was time to leave. Her dark brown eyes turned for a moment, watching the group of students who was walking beside her. While Kaname walked, the black hair that hung on her hips moved from one side to another in a slow rhythm that contrasted the speed with which she walked.
Was it really so terrible?
His father is a designer and he has a friend in the J-league, I find it interesting. But to avoid problems, she only replied: "Aha. Or are you just say 'Aha'? The least you can do is to listen to my story.
After all, it was you who introduced him to me. How spoiled," Kaname said cheerfully. When the school became visible, a line of students who stretched from the front door could bee seen. What kind of idiot would bring weapons to school? It is not my intention to cause problems. It was possible to say that he was handsome, but the serious expression on his mouth and his eyes in alert indicated an extreme severity, which was slightly affected upon contrasting with his messy black hair.
Although he was thin, he looked quite athletic, as if he did some active sport such as judo. Kagurazaka snatched the suit case with a coup. I bet that will be cigarettes! There were also explosives, several detonators, some paralytic grenades, a small camera and a long piano string. It is almost time to start the classes! What a horror: he is obsessed with war themes thought Kaname. He gives me the creeps. Poor Sousuke Sagara.
Although he felt at home in any field of battle and was raised in international conflicts areas, in a school, he was nothing more than a confused fool.
Perhaps the security is better than I imagined thought Sousuke, while he and Miss. Kagurazaka walked through an empty corridor. At first, when asked to register his suit-case, Sousuke thought that his mission had already failed. Once his guns were confiscated, he resigned into following the teacher to the basement, where he assumed they will interrogate and beat him.
But then, when all students were registered, he realized that it was a routine. Wait a minute, does that mean that many students bring small weapons and explosives to class? Sousuke looked around, but saw nothing to affirm or refute the idea.
If all students were armed, that would make his work as bodyguard even more complicated. That meant it was possible that anyone, even the volleyball team that came walking down the hallway, could be carrying machine guns. If Sousuke called him with his miniature radio on his watch, the M9 would be there in about ten seconds.
Kagurazaka continued to guide Sousuke down the corridor. She was an educated woman around twenty-five years old.
She had short hair and wore a gray suit with a skirt set. The problem is that it is loaded. It is extremely dangerous, so please do not touch the trigger under any circumstances.
Oh, okay. So even if it accidentally shoots, there will be many deaths. Handle it carefully, please. Do not worry. Disobeying his instructions, Sousuke worried.
From their desks inside the noisy class, Kaname and Kyouko watched how Miss Kagurazaka guided Sousuke Sagara to the classroom. Kaname and Kyouko had a little conversation without words, through facial expressions and gestures. The guy obsessed with weapons! It's time to get to know your new classmate. Sagara, please introduce yourself. Almost immediately, he paled realising his own stupidity.
Like an army sergeant? Leave him the opportunity to speak," harshly-ordered the teacher, hitting the board again with the book. Sagara, it's not the time for jokes. The pressure was intense. Letting out that word could have caused the mission to fail. Sweating heavily, he started again. Ignore the 'Sergeant' part. That's all. It seems that Mr. Sagara has traveled quite a lot," concluded Miss Kagurazaka. Although Sousuke never had been there, he knew people who were.
One of the students raised his hand, but did not wait until the teacher gave him the word. Even when it rained, he sat out with an umbrella, immersed in his small world. Sousuke's eyes shone brightly. At last, I have been captivated by a series of the Naval Institute Editorials… Sousuke realized he had already lost one hundred per cent of his audience.
He dropped his head. Please forget it. One of the girls in the front raised her hand. He growled while trying to recall the CDs that Sergeant Major Mao had given him before the start of the mission. Nor do I think that he is trying to be funny, I think that indeed something is wrong in his head, is a freak. Did you see him in the class? And among classes, he walked slowly by the corridor. How strange. Seriously, just seeing him puts me in a bad mood. But this is the worst thing, the worst!
I caught him looking at me a couple of times. He acted as if it was an accident and looked elsewhere, but it was horrifying. You are very pretty, you know. She pulled up her socks and reached for her orange softball pants. It seemed as if he was up to something. Examining the building, he saw that there were six windows in a row at the second floor.
He found the stairs. He went up. Generally she was very friendly, so much that she was practically forced to be the student council vice president. For Kaname to criticize someone who didn't know, and to do it behind the back of that person, well, this is very suspecious. The eighteen girls who were changing turned their eyes to the student in the door: Sousuke. There were eighteen simultaneous screams. Sousuke was standing there, foolishly, looking very surprised.
Wasting a golden opportunity, he barely looked at the girls in their underwear inside. He knew that women in few clothes were merely a distraction in his mission. Walking forward, he grabbed Kaname and threw her to the ground. Somehow, by the time they reached the ground, he pulled out a pistol from the base of his ankle. Get down!