Editing The Unexplored Summon Blood Sign:Volume6 Chapter2 (section)

===Part 9===

Meanwhile, Oiran-style Modified Mini-Yukata Biondetta was stomping around Toy Dream 35’s R Block with her boots. Of the pizza slice blocks of the city, this one had a relatively large number of schools.

“If your heart is brimming with justice, then let’s get shooting!! Come study the stars with the Shooting Rangers and then we can combine our powers to defeat the Doshaburin Raincloud Monsters! Have you started up your cheering app? Orihime is Vega of Lyra and Hikoboshi is Altair of Aquila. Believe it or not, Orihime is 70 times brighter than the sun. She’s said to be the brightest in the summer constellations. On the other hand, Hikoboshi is…”

A group of five in full-body tights was holding some kind of study session on one of the giant bridges. Instead of using a screen or monitor like the weather lady, a barcode of light appeared on their tights’ decorations. The children could apparently hold up their smartphones to scan those codes to view the changing education text that went along with the hero show. The show itself was free, but the app needed to fully enjoy it came with a small fee. Even if the gadgets were new, the basic idea was the same as the old ''kamishibai''. The cheap candy had just been replaced by the app.

It was mostly elementary school kids gathered around and no high schoolers were stopping for it.

“Oh, how nostalgic. Ryouko-chan, it’s the Shooting Rangers. Which generation are they on now?”

“O-Onee-chan, don’t stop here. It’s too embarrassing.”

“Oh, right. You always preferred Cuticle Star. Didn’t you come begging me to braid your hair because of that pink magical girl in glasses named Milly-chan?”

“This is not helping with the embarrassment!!”

The demon walked right past a pair of high school girls in red blazers (one confident and short-haired and the other librarian-like with glasses and braids).

(This is all mixed up…)

Biondetta sighed as she walked through the crowd.

There were a lot of children for midday on a weekday, but that was because classes had been cancelled after the firefight with Azalea and the rest of Bridesmaid. So why were those children being kept out on the streets? It felt like leaving a bird cage out in the middle of the savanna, opening the door, and waiting for a wild beast to arrive.

However, Biondetta’s objective was not to monitor the people or to instruct them on disaster management.

She was here to take out the candidates for Bridesmaid’s throwaway hostage exchange location, leaving them with only the metropolitan zoo in Z Block.

It was not well-known, but schools were quite useful for such things. After all, there was generally no one there at night. And these days, they relied on their home security system and no teachers stayed behind. One only had to know how to kill the electronic cameras and sensors. In fact, there were some places where overgrown trees or ill-placed signs had covered up those mechanical eyes. Find a careless and peace-dulled school like that and the underworld would attach a price tag to it.

(Those mothers in upside-down triangle glasses would probably faint if they knew guns, drugs, and women were being sold and bought at the schools they thought symbolized peace and safety, but that’s the sad truth.)

Those who refused to hit a woman would be killed by a woman. Those who went easy on kids increased the value of child assassins. Those were the ironclad laws of the harsh world. People were free to support bushido or chivalry if they wanted, but pacifists needed to use their heads a little more and realize they could easily be indirectly supporting the underworld by leaving openings that the less principled could take advantage of.

And if Kyousuke and Biondetta had done so, they might not have become such perfect summoners.

(It doesn’t really matter now, though. I can’t have anyone taking this power from me.)

“Hm, hm, hm, hmmm☆”

The pink demon hummed as she took photos of her surroundings with her smartphone. Loitering around a school and pointing a camera around should have been alarming, but this was the tourist city of Toy Dream 35. It might be unusual for a woman to go on a foreign trip all on her own, but this was the age of SNS. If an attractive woman was wandering around taking a bunch of selfies, people would assume the horns on her head and tail on her butt were just a way for a showoff foreigner to get more hits on her page. No one would ever think to notice that the camera’s focus was more on the buildings behind her and the security camera locations than on her own smiling face.

(This is an industrial technical college and, based on the schoolyard equipment, that must be a sports-focused school. Those would be tough. Ohh, there’s a handy elementary school over there. Heh heh. They’ve kept the number of cameras low to protect the kids’ privacy and elementary schools generally don’t have club activities, so it’ll be empty at night. They’ll want to go after this one, so I need to seal it off.)

“Now, then.”

Biondetta came to a stop. She turned her head and swiped her slender index finger along her smartphone’s screen. Mobiles were so very convenient. Tourists no longer needed a physical map and she would look just like a tourist checking her destination on a digital map.

Even if the screen displayed something else entirely.

(Government and Illegal…hmm. This is an educational facility, so the world police probably have a greater presence. Although it looks like Illegal is using some bad people to start breaking into the area.)

She generally used the two maps they had seen in Aika’s apartment, but the problem was how to use them.

She moved to the back of the school and found a small faculty entrance. Fortunately, there was a small bush right next to it.

“Good, good.”

Hanging from her shoulder was one of the light hiking rucksacks that foreigners often used when sightseeing and she stepped over the fence despite the short yukata and black knee socks showing off her thighs right up to the base. Her investigation had already found that a soundproof panel for construction created a blind spot in the cameras here. She approached the faculty entrance, lowered the rucksack, and unzipped it.

It contained a heavy metal cylinder, but it was not a water bottle refilled with tea.

“You shouldn’t be so careless, Azalea-chan. You can fire like crazy if you want, but leaving unexploded ordnance on the scene comes with its own risks. For example, they can be reused as IEDs☆”

What she had to do was simple: shove the unexploded missile into the bushes near the entrance and hit the remote switch when the Government dog dressed as a faculty member got close.

It would be a pain to sit around waiting for them to arrive on schedule, so she just had to call the faculty room without actually saying anything. If she hacked a student’s smartphone, spoofed the location data, and made it look like they were playing behind the school even after classes were canceled, the teacher would put their shoes on at the faculty entrance and step out to scold them.  And that would mean passing right by the bushes hiding the unexploded ordnance.

Biondetta did not really have to kill them.

She could intentionally hit the switch while the target was still a good way away from the explosive. After just barely surviving, that ally of justice would first start a skirmish with Illegal and only start investigating Bridesmaid after identifying the explosive. Using unexploded ordnance left by someone else was just like using a hacked account: it brought such wicked enjoyment.

Her client Shiroyama Kyousuke had asked her to eliminate the candidates in a way that looked natural.

Biondetta had faithfully obeyed him.

To that pink demon, detonating bombs in the city still qualified as a “natural accident”.

But.

Just to be clear, Biondetta’s goal was destruction and not murder.

She wanted to disturb the scene enough that Bridesmaid could not use any of the candidate locations except for the metropolitan zoo in Z Block. And it had to be done quickly enough that obvious results would be seen in only a few hours.

She had found the best answer for that.

(After this, I guess I’ll attack an Illegal base. While pretending to be Government, of course. They’ll begin fruitlessly attacking each other and they’ll also reveal the existence of their common enemy: Bridesmaid. Hmm, it looks like those two enemies are going to heroically join forces. Such a silly but lovely and freeze-dried story!)