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Chapter 21 21 Tokyo Bay and the New Curriculum Standard(2/3)

There was a tingling sensation in my temples.

Asama held her breath.

"Miss Emiya, he disappeared!"

The sniper, who had just taken his position and started taking aim, said to Emiya in surprise over the intercom.

Immediately, there were two gunshots and a scream.

The sniper fell to the ground from the loading and unloading bridge of the dock in the distance, with a crack and never moved again.

Then, there were several more gunshots, followed by several muffled sounds as he fell to the ground.

Emiya Shiro's cold sweat slid down his back and into the back of his waist.

The 1 sniper and 3 gunners they brought were all wiped out in less than half a minute.

The Asama Shizuishi that was right in front of me just now completely disappeared.

Who is this Asama Shizuzu!?

Isn’t he an ordinary high school student from the countryside!?

"Are you looking for me?"

The voice of a man who looked like the god of death sounded from behind.

Although Shiro Emiya has never learned shooting, she is also a black belt in judo. When it comes to close combat, she is not timid.

Listening to the sound and identifying his position, he quickly swept his legs, and Wei Gongbai prepared to turn around and suppress the opponent.

Just when she felt that her legs were empty, her collar suddenly tightened, and the whole world began to turn around. She was hit on the ground by a throwing skill so hard and hard that her internal organs twitched in pain.

My throat felt sweet and my eyes started to glow with stars.

But Emiya Shiro still wanted to stand up.

Asama stepped on Emiya Shiro's neck.

"Sister, you are Emiya Shiro, the maid of Konoe's family.

Is your master so rude?

Not only did you not show up in person, but you also wanted to treat your guests to drink toilet water from Tokyo Bay?”

Emiya Shiro stared at Asama with anger and hatred in his eyes. He felt an unpleasant suffocation feeling in his neck, and his body began to struggle involuntarily.

"Can't you talk well? Such a barbaric maid, the family tradition of Konoe is not good~

That's right, how can a dog talk so well? Eh? Why should I talk to a dog?

Mistake, mistake, forget it, I will talk to your master directly."

Asama let go of his feet, bent down, and hit Shiro Emiya three times with the butt of his gun. He hit the pretty maid so hard that her head was broken and her blood flowed, but she still didn't faint.

How come this handjob master doesn’t even know how to fight with a gun?

Squat down and remove your arms.

Use the beautiful maid's dislocated left thumb to unlock her phone and find the nearest contact [Chiyo-sama].

Asama straightened up and moved over.

The night breeze of Tokyo Bay is very comfortable, especially when the body and spirit are completely liberated.

It is worth mentioning that the wind does not stink at all.

"For nothing? Is the matter resolved?"

Konoe's indifferent voice came, as cold as ice, as hard as iron, and as sharp as a samurai sword.

"Not yet. This account has to be settled slowly."

Asama laughed.

".Did you fail? Sure enough, a lion fights a rabbit, especially with all his strength. I underestimated you."

"I don't want to talk about other things. Let's pay 1 billion for mental damage compensation. Otherwise, your good maid will sleep at the bottom of Tokyo Bay tonight."

Chiyo Konoe didn't seem to care.

"Is the ignorant fearless? There are as many maids as there are in the Konoe household.

I understand that you are a good son who writes home and sends money every month and calls your family every week. You don’t want anything to happen to your parents who live in Izu, right?”

Standing next to Shiro Emiya, who was lying on the ground moaning and struggling, Shisui Asama, who looked like a god of death, covered his face and laughed hysterically for half a minute.

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha!

Are you threatening each other? It's really you, Chiyo Konoe, do you really think [I] will be worried about your threat?

Go ahead and kill me, I'm just missing a vest. But I don't like what others owe me. I've been suppressed for too long. If you really want to take something from me without telling me, I just have the opportunity to release it."

"There are quite a few people in your Konoe family who are exposed to the public, such as your father.

It didn’t take long for the former Prime Minister to be shot. Jie Jie Jie~~~If I were to do it, I would definitely shoot my head off.”

"Miss Konoe, if you want to deal with me, gather as many people as possible. But the Konoe family at this level cannot stop me.

Starting from tomorrow, we will deal with your family members according to the Fibonacci sequence. When will the Konoe family become extinct?

It’s really annoying, you know how many illegitimate children your Konoe family has.”

"By the way, if Chiyo Konoe's corpse and the emperor's corpse were placed naked together, it should be trending on Twitter! What will the future of Japan be like? It's interesting to think about it!"

"Also, Yoshihiko Arima, you should care about him very much. How about I slice up his tongue and private parts and send them to you tomorrow? Cook them while they are fresh. Maybe they will taste better than Wagyu sashimi.

oh."

Asama, who plays the role of an antisocial personality, talked about all the relationships that Konoe might care about, including his relatives, friends, family, country, lovers, etc.

And he continued to oppress Konoe Chiyo with a cheerful and decisive attitude.

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"In the end what you want?"

"Hahahahahaha! What do I want? Miss Chiyo Konoe, don't you want me to drink Tokyo Bay seawater with excessive E. coli bacteria for the rest of my life?

Oh, why did the evildoer file a complaint first and then start to suffer misfortune?

What do you think, maid lady, who is the bad guy?"

Asama stomped Emiya Shiro's belly hard, and the maid's screams were heard on the other end of the phone.

"Listen, she also said it was your fault!"

"After talking for so long, what conditions do you want?"

"Smart. Come here within 20 minutes and we'll discuss the terms in person. We won't wait until the expiration date.

Konoe’s family has a helicopter. Of course, it’s okay for you to call the Self-Defense Forces to attack me now. At worst, I can sneak away and go to your house to play slowly~”

[Status and skill duration countdown——00:44:44.]

Asama warned herself.

This kind of thing will not stop without deterrence.

Must, must get the amulet.

Less than 15 minutes later, the sound of helicopters pierced the night sky, and Asama held her breath again.

Konoe used a telescope to observe the scene. Shiro Emiya's mobile phone was lying on the ground, and Shizumi Asama's figure disappeared into the night.

When the helicopter was about 500m away from Shiro Emiya, there were two bangs, and a sniper in a special forces unit squatting at the side door of the helicopter tilted his neck, his body went limp, and he fell into the sea.

Want to use the cover of darkness to snipe my head? Naive!

Asama used his amazing eyesight and marksmanship to fire several shots, leaving only one helicopter driver alive.

The helicopter had not yet landed. Chiyo Konoe, who was wearing a high school sailor uniform and a samurai sword hanging on his waist, showed no fear. He jumped out of the plane from the body and walked straight to the body. He was completely naked, with dark bruises on his stomach, and his limbs were not human-like.

Emiya Shiro's side.

"Chiyo-sama, I'm sorry." Emiya Hakuqiang managed to say this apology and then passed out.

Picking up the mobile phone on the ground, Konoe looked around. The silent and uninhabited Tokyo Bay looked like a dark beast that chose people to eat.

"I've come over as promised. Where are you? You're a clown who hides his head but shows his tail."

After Chiyo Konoe finished speaking, something cold and hard was pressed against the back of his head, and then he was tapped twice on the side of his head.

"I don't like being a headless clown."

"It was just the subordinate's own decision."

"How many generations can the Konoe family with its lax control be passed on to the next generation? It's really worrying. Could it be that your generation will be overthrown by the superiors?"

"Don't say these words to anger me. Tell me, what do you want?"

"I don't know either. I was going to buy lottery tickets today, but I was taken to Tokyo Bay? I can obviously win the first prize. Do you think this counts as a loss of blood? Your Konoe family should."

A stinging pain appeared in her temples, and Asama closed her mouth.
To be continued...
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