"Who is it?" The fat grandma walked to the apartment and gently opened the door.
"Creak." After the metal door was opened, the community workers and a few nervous policemen stood outside.
"Mrs. Shimizu, how have you been recently?" The community worker was a little nervous compared to the previous visits.
He was really unlucky to have to investigate the residents of the community with the police during this chaotic period.
"Oh, everything is fine, everything is fine." The fat grandma waved her hand, indicating that there was no problem.
The two policemen looked at each other, and one of them asked gently, "Mrs. Shimizu, is it convenient for us to go in?"
The courage of these two policemen was much greater than that of their colleagues in the Metropolitan Police Department. In terms of courage, they did not match the characteristics of the Heisei era at all. The fat grandma smiled and said, "There's nothing inside. The children have all gone to school."
The children had all gone to school.
Before the police came, they had heard from the community workers that Mrs. Shimizu had Alzheimer's disease. She had turned the apartment she lived in into the welfare home where she used to work. Fortunately, Mrs. Shimizu still had the ability to take care of herself. Otherwise, nursing homes would rarely take in an elderly person like her.
After all, without relatives or children, the elderly were a pure financial burden to the nursing home. After they died, no one would come to collect their bodies.
Even with Alzheimer's disease, she did not forget her former duties. She was a good person.
At that moment, a breeze blew in from outside, ruffling the police's hair.
After bowing to express their intention to disturb, the police and the community workers left politely.
When they were far away, the fat grandma turned around and said gently, "Mochizu, there's no need to hide anymore. The bad uncles have left."
Misa hid by the bedroom window, ready to jump out at any time. Hearing that the police had left, Misa carefully poked her head out and looked at the fat grandma with a complicated expression.
She could not tell if the other party was really suffering from dementia or not.
"Mochizu, you hid well." The fat grandma took out a piece of hard fruit candy. "Here, this is your reward."
With the candy in her mouth, Misa's weak breathing stabilized slightly. If she had a choice, she did not want to die at such a young age.
"Why did you run outside and play so dirty when I wasn't paying attention?"
The fat grandma frowned and looked at Misa who was covered in blood. "Come, take a shower inside and change into this …"
The granny took out a man's suit from the closet. The style was a little old, but from how new it looked, this suit had not been worn before. "This is a suit I bought for Yūta, but he hasn't been home for the past few days, so you should wear it first."
Misa looked at the suit, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She was a girl wearing a man's suit, and her figure was completely different.
Misa did not reject the fat grandma's good intentions. She took the suit and snuck into another room. She did not have the strength to take a shower right now.
It was better to quickly recover some strength and then leave the blockade of the Asugi District. If he stayed here, he didn't know how much trouble he would bring to the fat grandma.
"What, Mochizu? Are you?"
"No … yeah." Misa shook her head, and then nodded.
"Grandma" She "No …" Misa … "" No … "Mish …" No … "Misa." No. "You." You "Grandma" You "
"Fat granny, why are some people destined to suffer from the moment they are born? Is this something that is predestined?"
Hearing Misa's words, the fat grandma pretended to be angry and clapped her hands. "You can't say that. Those are lies from the churches. No one is born to suffer. So many children in the orphanage have left the orphanage, and everyone is living a good life. Every year, there are children who come back from their careers to visit us."
Although Misa couldn't understand the example given by the fat grandma, she still smiled.
There were still many good things in life, like Lord Bone who reached out in despair, and the fat grandma in front of her. As long as she lived, there would be hope.
After chatting with "Mochizu" for a while, the fat grandma staggered back to the room and started to clean up. She was holding the orphanage's roster and counting the number of children one by one.
Misa closed her eyes and relaxed her mind.
Currently, it was the police who sealed off the Adachi District. Misa only felt a headache from the small pistols, but it was not fatal.
Although she only cared about horoscopes and divination in school, Misa knew the Self-Defense Forces' temperament. They probably had not even entered the Adachi District yet.
Therefore, there was still hope to break through the lockdown.
She was no longer human. She could not cause trouble for the kind fat grandma because of her existence.
But at that moment, Misa's eyes suddenly widened, and a sense of danger struck her.
The window of the bedroom was suddenly smashed open, and a special "bomb" was pushed into the bedroom.
Her body exploded, and she grabbed the bomb with one hand and threw it out!
All of this happened in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint.
Seeing the high concentration anesthetic bomb thrown in the opposite direction, the command center instantly understood that their plan had been exposed. The temporary command center in the residential area far away gave the order to all the personnel who had set up the deployment.
"Open fire!"
The door and all the windows of the apartment were smashed open. The assault team wearing gas masks and loaded guns started firing into the room.
"Mochizu, did some naughty child break the window again …" The fat grandma smiled as she walked into the room with a dessert in her hand.
Opposite her was the window, and the assault team's black muzzles were aimed at the bedroom.
The sudden attack seemed so slow in Misa's eyes, so slow that she saw the assault team's movements, the flames from the muzzles, and the fat grandma in the trajectory of the bullets.
The fat grandma's body twisted in the gunfire.
Misa's eyes widened, and blood seeped out from the corner of her eyes. Looking at the fat grandma who was hit by the bullets, she opened her mouth like a thirsty fish.
The fat grandma who was hit by the bullets still had a worried expression on her face. Her mouth opened and closed as if she was saying, "Mochizu, you must hide well."
These bullets did not only hit the fat grandma, but most of them were focused on Misa.
In the flames from the muzzles, Misa bent over in pain. The heart-wrenching pain made it difficult for her to straighten her body. Only by bending over like this could she alleviate the despair in the darkness.
Why did all her hopes always have to be torn apart!
Torn apart bit by bit in front of her eyes!
She just wanted to be a normal girl, just wanted to return to her previous life.
"Morning … Dance of the Fern!"
This was the most powerful move among the five dances of the Corpse Bone Clan.
Splat!!
Countless sharp bones suddenly grew out of the ground of the apartment like an explosion. Before the assault team could react, they were pierced through in the air.
They looked like scarecrows.
The Dance of the Fern was unusually powerful, and the terrifying consumption was proportional to the powerful move. Before the Dance of the Fern was completed, Misa fell to the ground like a paper doll.