

She was on her way home from school, in her school uniform, and had just sort of followed Shouji, whom she had met by chance on the street, she did not understand the sudden turn of events.

Lorelei, a newcomer to the gang, sat at Shouji’s feet and looked up at the man she had just met with a curious look on her face. The meeting room in a worn-out building like an abandoned wooden house is reasonably large, it is perfect for a secret talk near the deserted port. Just like before, the group gathered in a two-story fisherman’s cabin owned by Stark. The sleepy Stark leans his body on the sofa, Bando sat cross-legged on the billiards table, while Doldo sat in front on the exit door, munching a doughnut. Shouji declared with a devilish face and placed his hands on the desk with his back on the whiteboard.

「Now, let me explain our mission this time」
