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April 30th, 2009

Here is another installment of Approaching Nick of Time.  Again please be reminded that these are quick translations and I have not gone over them, so there are bound to be mistakes on grammar and spelling.

Chapter 2: On the way to a Journey

  An Electrical Engineer named [Mitchel Danpierre].  A married person having a 3 year service in Renault, was attending an International Automobile Trade fair in the expo center along Moscow River.  Being accompanied is his wife on their honeymoon, they were completely disillusioned by the manner of reception of the Russians.  Having trouble soothing the displeasure of his new wife, he was a man who thinks of quickly getting back to his home country and enjoy the gourmet and wine of Paris.
  Right now this is the social appearance of Lemon.
  Sitting in one corner of the terminal in Sheremetyevo Airport, Lemon was having an unlucky day and was pulling his hair.
"It's such an unlucky day"
  Sitting beside the bench was a woman who [appears to be his wife]----Wraith said.  Although it was an unsociable words, the expression and gesture are sweet, gentle.  Brushing gently the nape of Lemon, bringing her lips to the ears of Lemon.  If it was to be seen by the surrounding travelers, it would look like she was whispering words of love.
  She was a brunet in a one piece with a calm Paisley design, wearing elegantly a simple beige cardigan.  Nose high, sharp chin, and a deep grey eyes, no matter how you look she does not look like an oriental person.  It is because she spends about 10 or more minutes every morning for such disguise, if she were to be serious, she could become any person that no one would recognize.

  With the pleasant tone of Lemon's dear wife, this partner whispered.
"Well, this is an unlucky day.  I haven't slept in these 5 days.  I pretend to be a tourist by day, and at night I infiltrate the libraries of Moscow."

"The ones investigating the archives was me"
"I helped a little.  But the Russian language is outside of my specialty."

  They were [investigating] through the request of <Mythril's> Teletha Testarossa, investigating the Russian Archives and Science articles.  Roughly 18 years ago, traces of experiments inside the Russian territory.  In order to investigate documents not in electronic form, they had to travel to Moscow by foot.
"In the first place this is my first time in Moscow.  For you this is probably like your courtyard right?"
"I lived her for a period"
"Studying abroad?  Or Lumumba College"
"I have no obligation to answer"
"Ah, is that so"
  Wraith being a former agent of North Korea, Lemon had already vaguely observed.  It is already known that Lumumba College accepts students from thrid world communist countries.  Under the pretext of studying abroad, there are people who throw them to a [spy school] from another agency, this is well known to Lemon and the people of the intelligence network.
  This woman's real name, Lemon still does not know.  Even his [Lemon] is an alias, so he has no reason to complain----out of interest he asked her during the midst of the travel.  She says, [you have a Japanese friend, that is why I will not tell you].  He did not know the meaning of this so he asked a question, but somehow her face turned red face and was displeased.

  She was beautiful without makeup.  Has culture.  And compared to the intellectual spy Lemon, her has abilities are superior.  She might be a woman that he likes, but unfortunately in these 5 days of being a married couple, there was not even a single chance that they had a personal acquaintance.
  There was a happy result.  At the end of the troublesome 2 nights in the Science Academy, Wraith discovered a name of a place in an entry of the targeted document, and made known to the <Tuatha de Danaan> via satellite circuit.  What's left is for them to get away.
  There is still time for their boarding time.  Lemon stood up.

"Where are you going"
"I'm a little hungry.  I'm going to buy something.  You?"
"I don't need.  Do what you...no"
  Wraith thought a little.
"How about some Chocolate please.  It would be good if it's Hersheys"
"What's that.  you're going to make bombs from chocolate?"
"No.  I want to eat some."
"Hohou.  A spy of <Mythril> that hushes when crying does have a cute taste."
"Shut up.  Just hurry"
  Gently whispering the curses, she gave him a kiss on his cheek.  They don't know how far they are going to play----no, all of it is just an act.  Lemon shrug his shoulders, and heads to a shop in the corner of the terminal.
  2 pirozhki and a volvic, and bought some suitable chocolate.  Unfortunately it's no Hersheys.  Paying with the left over rouble, the clerk with an accent of a middle age girl asked in english if [he has dollars].  In truth he has dollars but he said [no] and put out the rouble, with a conspicuous face.
  After the transaction and leaving the shop, a disaster occurred near the entrance of the terminal.  There are a number of people in suits, asking questions from the airport's official.  That manner, that arrogant attitude, a glint of the eye ready to shoot---- those are public safety officials.  Showing a picture to the officials and asking something.
  The official who saw the picture pointed to a corner of the lobby.  The direction of the bench where Lemon was sitting a while ago.
  This is bad.
  That is what was felt immediately.  As far as Lemon can recall, they don't remember committing any mistakes that would trace their lineage and merit the Russian authorities to pursue them.  Even now there is still no indication of that.  But observing that state, the one they were searching for is----
"It seems that they need something from us"
  Wraith muttered who was immediately standing behind him unnoticed.  Making a surprised sound she grabbed Lemon by the back of the neck, hiding behind the decorative plant just on the blind spot of the men at the entrance.  She noticed the existence of the public safety officials earlier than Lemon, and secretly moved to his location.
"That's how it is.  I don't know how they managed to sense us."
  In the first place the only ones who knew Lemon and her coming here would be Teletha Testarossa and Gavin Hunter.
"Well, what now?"
"That's right.... No matter how we go about, it seems it won't change the fact that we will receive severe treatment.  That----"
"We run as far as we can run"
  Gripping the hands of Lemon, she walked to a staff door in the corner of the terminal.
  The door was locked.  Hiding behind Lemon's body, Wraith picked the lock.  It was just a cylinder lock, and would only take her 5 seconds.  The guests and personnel did not notice.
"It's open"
"Good job"
  Wraith first slid in the door, after confirming that nobody in the terminal had notice them Lemon followed.
  They proceeded with a short walk on the Personnel passage.  Warp corners, going down stairs, hiding in the shadows of the maintenance tools, and avoiding the personnel. Not remembering the broad sketch, they would resign themselves to where they can escape from this terminal building.
"Do you have any knowledge?"
  Hiding in the small storage, Wraith whispered.
"About what"
"This situation.  There was someone who leaked about us.  It possibly can't be Hunter."
"I wonder about that.  I don't think that Testarossa girl would make a blunder like this."
  Before managing to speak Wraith grabbed his chest, and pointed a sharp object to his throat.  A hidden reinforced plastic knife.
"If that's the case, I can't think of a cause other than you"
"Hey hey....."
"Did you report to someone from DGSE?  No, for you to be attached to DGSE in the first place is doubtful.  In any case, I should kill you here and run away to safety."
"I see."
  Lemon failed in expressing his composed smile.  With the pain of a pointed object eating into his skin, it distorted his face.
"Then, I guess it's my end.  There is no way for me to prove my innocence.  There's no lawyer or jury.  And a decision of death penalty in one hearing, it's the same enforcement.  In the civilization of your native country, for someone like you who is recently married it must be a usual thing."
  Wraith's eyes expressed a silent anger.  However, right now Lemon is much angrier.
  You stupid woman.  Doubting your ally in a situation like this.  Before you threaten a person, you should cooperate and think of a way to escape.  Saying subsequently, having spent the few days together awake, it is completely, really, did not concern me at all.  She has no interest in this Handsome, Gentlemanly, intelligent and sexy me!
  This woman, could she be a lesbian?
"It seems that you're angry"
"Aah, I'm really angry.  You make it easy to perform a death penalty, let me tell you one thing.  I know your secret."
"What did you say?"
"Yesterday, just to kill time I searched the net for Korean female names.  Being blessed as a linguistic genius that I am, I noticed it within an hour.  Your real name.  Your family name is probably [Kim].  In kanji it can be inscribed as [Gold].  You're name [Yun] probably has the meaning of beauty right?  See I thought so.  It shows on your face.  It seems that it is inscribed as [ball] in Kanji.  [Yunhi] which is [ball] and [girl], that's your name right.  In other words, if you write your full name in Kanji, to a Japanese it would bring an inevitable laughter----"
{TL note: Lemon was implying that Wraith's name, when spoken in Japanese is "Kin Tama Hime", which means "Testicle Princess"}
"Stop it...."
"Well, kill me already.  Why don't you send me to hell like you said."
  Wraith applied force in her arms.  With her face flushed, the reason for it was not only anger.  She would want to stab the knife into his throat with vigor, but she remembered immediately, and made an unpleasant sigh.
"How stupid.  I quit."
"Then you should be like this from the start."
  With his disordered breast mended Lemon murmured a rough breath.  Wraith took out her small note book with drawing of a sketch of the airport and scrutinizing an escape plan.
"If you go underground, there would be a pipeline that gives provision to fuel and sewage.  If we go along that we can get out of the terminal building."
"What's splendid.  But is there no other way of saying it?"
"[Sorry] or [Pardon]"
"Shut up"
  Telling him bluntly, Wraith hurried first.  Running on the crude stairs used by personnel, they headed for the materials passage underground.  It was a damp and humid place.  Indications in the passage way and guide map were in Russian, which were difficult to read due to the long passage of years.
  Inside the slim passage, Wraith raced to the hatch.  The hatch was locked with a chain and padlock.  From the top floor, considerably far away are several footsteps.  With the voice of an officer shouting [hurry (Dawai), Hurry (dawai)].  These traces are the characteristics of men who received training.  with some wild breath---- those are probably police dogs.
  It's a matter of time before they found out this place.
"This is bad.  they brought dogs."
"I know.  ....It's open."
  The lock opened and chains untied, the two of them opened the heavy hatch.  for a woman to open this hatch alone would be impossible.
"See, you can't run away alone.  it's good that I'm alive right?"
"But it's finished.  I'm going to kill a sticky and persistent man."
"It's a joke.  Let's go."
  Wraith hastily went down the hatch.  Lemon follow after.  Cutting the silver paper from the chocolate that was bought in the shop before, she put it in between the closed hatch.
"What are you going?"
"Buying us some time"
  When the pursuer finds this hatch, they would notice that silver paper, and would be careful thinking that this is some kind of trap.
"We'll be caught up to if you're slow.  Hurry"
"I'm hurrying"
  It was gloomy in the underground passage, the different sizes of pipe and cable occupies majority of the space.  They must not have any good maintenance.  There are water leaking from the pipes forming a haze, the irritating odor of the jet fuel gets in their nose.
  3 minutes walk.  Without satisfactory field of vision, the back of Wraith was steadily going far off.  Guessing with the number of steps they have taken, they should have already moved 500 meters.  In their position, they have calculated that it's already outside the terminal building----
"Let's get outside"
  With one directional information of Wraith, they quickly went up the stairs nearby.  She did not break a sweat.  On the other hand for Lemon, he was already exhausted.  Just like jogging, he thought it would be easy to cross this distance, but because of extreme mental tension he was quickly out of breath.
  They went up a number of floors in a dancing path, unlocking the locked door at the end.  Coming out of the door, there was a small conk-
  It was a small room.  There was machines used for guidance and disaster prevention supplies everywhere, and a number of color cone.
  Getting out of the small room, in front of their eyes is the guidance path of the international flight.  Blue guidance lights blinking in the twilight, just 100 meters ahead, a giant passenger plane passed by with a tremendous roar.
  In the rear direction, there was a fence to outside the airport.
  Lemon who was overpowered by the intensity of the Jumbo plane, Wraith pulled his arm.
"What are you doing.  Hurry!"
  Walking out in haste, they can see the jumbo plane in the far away guidance path suddenly braking.  A quick stop ordered by the control tower.  And then from beyond, from the direction of the terminal building, a number of vehicles with turning lights can be seen.  They plan to chase over here.

  There were sniffed out afterall.  The stalling was considerably ineffective.
  They might be overdoing it already---- there is an exit, but there might be no significance anymore so they should stop.  Even with her running forward, she already knew about it.
  The fence they are heading towers 2 meters, it would be difficult to climb over.  Even if she were to step over his shoulder, she might not be able to get away.  Having this kind of appearance, he can't do what he wants to---- suddenly Wraith turned to a halt.
  Before he spoke he noticed.  Something was rising in the small bank in the fence in front of them.  Since it was dark the bank was hidden and cannot be seen, the shape of a single man appeared.
  Still young.  A juvenile.
  The silver hair lingering in the night wind, a red coat.  Heavy, Dark, blood like red.
  The light of the guidance bulb illuminates the profile of the youth.  With slim and well featured contours, slit eyes shines like they were wet.  In an instant, Lemon had mistaken him for a woman.
  It seems that Wraith recognize this opponent.  With a voice close to a shivering, she muttered intermittently.
  Why is it you.  Why in a place like this.  What is happening.
  Although this is what her heart is muttering, Lemon also understood just by picking up her hand.  The youth was Leonard Testarossa.  A leader of <Amalgam> whose alive or death is unknown, and the brother of Teletha Testarossa.
"it's been a long time.  Ms. Agent of <Mythril>."
  Leonard said.  On step, and another step appeared in front of them.  With graceful features, he expresses a smile that looks like eating a man.  No, this is a much more poisonous smile.  He can see through just about anything---- thrusting away everything in the world and looking on----
"I also came to Moscow for some minor business.  Being careful about that document.  it's because you were investigating something very interesting, and incidentally heard the details.  And then had the local public safety authorities look you up."

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  It was not a leak.  They don't know how he knew, but the one who sniffed them out was this man.
  In his forehead was a large scar.
  Although it was elegantly under the curl of his forelock, the length of the wound stood out.  It was like a sealed third eye.
"Did you bring enough company"
"Un....I secretly brought them along, it was because you guys got away.  I estimated it, so I anticipated you here."
"Move away from there"
  Wraith said, Leonard only shook his shoulders and let out a single breath of [ha].
"What would you do if I don't move?  Will you come at me with that hidden knife of yours"
  Wraith suddenly couldn't move.  Probably because from experience, she knew she was no match for him.  She whispered to Lemon.

"What was that?"
"I'll make good your escape and let your comrades know."
  The car that already came out of the terminal building, immediately drew close.  They don't know whether they are KGB or not, but they were brimming with spirit coming over here to make arrests.

  They don't have a seconds delay.
"Wait, I can't possibly do that----"
"Do it"
  Saying it, Wraith charged forward.
  Not knowing whether this desperate strategy is popular.  In defiance of the barbed wire, it is unknown if a single person can climb over this high fence.  And then, running away with a woman as a shield, as expected it is unknown if this is allowable.
  But there was no time to hesitate.
  Lemon smacked his lips and thrusts forward, running towards the fence at full speed. On one hand, she took out the said knife, and drew it toward the enemy with a lethal thrust.
  By no means was her attack weak.  And of course it is neither magic nor sleight of hand.  Leonard's movement was quite small.  The knife's point was purposely strayed, in the next instant her body was vigorously rotated in the air.  With only one hand raising the wrist, held lying face down, Wraith raised a muffled voice.
"Don't mind me, go!"
  She called with Lemon continuing to run.  The fence was right in front of him.  Running upwards.  Suddenly the strength of his right leg fell out.  There was a scorching pain running up his thigh, with the sound of a gunshot resounding in the neighborhood at the same time.
  Leonard holding her down, with the empty left hand took out a pistol and shots.  Accurately aiming in the running leg of Lemon.
  Lemon fell down just like that, with his head colliding with the fence.   Recklessly grabbing the wire mesh, somehow standing, like his right foot was not moving.  He dropped like a log.
  Wraith let out an anguished voice with the joints of her arm twisted.
"You guys, even now seems to misunderstand something."
  Leonard said whispering in the ears of Wraith.
"You know about my sister right?  Surely her head is so-so, but her athletics are completely weak that she doesn't even know how to use a gun. Her image is"
"...let go...."
"You must think I'm also like that.  Then that would be unexpected.  ....really unexpected"
  Leonard putting weight on the upper part of the body, with a shivering sound reach Lemon's ears.  The joints of her shoulders were dislocated.
  The first time her girly like voice came out was caused by agony.  Wanting to put their fist into this man, their bodies would not listen.
"What an unexpected voice.  It's sexy"
  Saying that Leonard gently chewed on her ears, slowly licking her cheeks with his tongue.
  Then a dazzling brightness of the headlight.  Security cars arrived in the place, with the footsteps of public safety people with submachine gun in hand.
"What are you doing here"
  The officer shouted with an accented English.  Not at Lemon, but towards the direction of Leonard.  He replied to the officer in fluent Russian.
"As you can see.  I'm capturing them alive."
"I told you to leave everything here to me didn't I?  Stop doing as you wish, hand those two over.  You also throw away your weapons."
"Hmm.  Why is that?"
"You are a suspect of injury and unlawful trespass.  Come with us."
  Not knowing what the details are, it seems that their relationship with Leonard, was not in friendship.
"I see, a change of mind huh.  I could imagine who would suggest that."
“Restrain them!  kill them if they resists!"
  The officer order his subordinates in Russian.  The 10 close persons came out with weapons in hand.  No matter how many shots they take, in front of those number of muzzles resistance was not possible.  From the runway, 2 armored cars drew close.  But Leonard did not lose his presence of mind, shrug his shoulders and sigh.
  The distance of Leonard from the officer was about 10 meters. in the middle of it there was a distorted, large quantity of blue and white phosphorence scattering about.  The AS rendered invisible by the ECS, forced its way through them.
  It was a unit never before seen.
  Black armor.  Acute angle form.  A reassuring smart direction, a silhouette of a reverse triangle.  It resembled those type called <Codarl>, this AS has a slight variation.  It was not a simple weapon or industrial goods, but something more demonic.
"Y...you bastard....!  Where did you...."
  Wraith is beginning to let go, Leonard drew out his right hand quickly.  Similar to his movements, the black AS moved it right arm forward.
"Enough.  Disappear"
  Like a conductor of an orchestra, he elegantly swing the protruded right hand downward.  The black AS turned its right arm towards the men below it.  Sliding the lower arm, exposing the internal cannon----
  More than firing, it was close to an explosion.
  The car was also pulverized in a single blow of the high caliber cannon, just a few meters was the impact on the ground.  In one second close to 10 shots were fired.  The officers did not have time to scream, they were literally erased.

  The vehicles they were riding on was blown away, exploding, blazing.  The flying small fragments of the concrete landed on Lemon.  The echoing shots and explosion become strange in his ears.
  Like a voice laughing at someone from somewhere.
  The one laughing was Leonard.
  His silhouette which is illuminated by the flaming explosions, his big shoulders shaking, covering his face with a single hand.  Although it was being endured, it was a laughing voice of a person who is getting nauseated.  There was no particle of madness in the tone of voice.  Like a laughter on an unseen play during baseball or Soccer.  Just now, he murdered 10 men.
  The black AS turned its face, extending its hands to the ground.  Glancing at the shuddering Lemon, Leonard jumped to the chest of the unit with dexterity, and sinked into the cockpit at the hatch located in the back of the head.
  The two vehicles attacks.  The projecting cannons in the turrets were like unreliable peashooters.
  The AS fires.  The armored vehicles splits in half, sliding in the pavement engulfed in flames.  Continuing shot on the other vehicle.  Burns up in flames.

"What a mess...."
  He finally said.  Such a battle has unfolded in Moscow and even the airport, this is not the state of sanity.
  Wraith called.  Protecting her unmovable right arm, she somehow managed to get up.  The fence situated some distance away from them, has one side fallen.  The fragments of the vehicle that was blown off struck the fence and fell down.
  With her free left arm, she was beckoning.  Like saying [Now, let's get away using that hole].
  He looks down at his own right leg.  His pants soaked in blood and attached to his thigh.  His foot numb, his angle is in pain.  He was thankful that the nerves are still connected, but to run away would be impossible.  Maybe it is the fault of bleeding, but he could not keep his consciousness clear.
  Lemon shook his short neck, with just a gaze it told her [I can't. You get away].  For 1 to 2 seconds, there was a hesitation in her facial expression, but immediately re-thinked, making a slight nod she runs to the hole in the fence.
  Even thought there was pain each time she breaths, Wraith's movement was nimble.  Crossing the bank, passing the hole in the fence, her for disappeared in the middle of the darkness.
  Leonard's black AS ran into the AS of the security---- fighting with 2 units of a blue coated RK-92 <Savage>.  Bringing up the transparent gravitational field, repelled the attacks of the <Savage>.  It's that [Lambda Driver].  Previously, he knew that Sousuke's <Laevatein> made use of it in Mexico, this is the first time that he had seen it this close.
  Counter fire.  At once the 2 units were destroyed.
  The airport was a sea of fire.  The building and passenger plane that received the flowing bullets, the destroyed vehicles laying about were burning, the faltering sound of alarm resounds.
  The black AS turning its head, steps to the fainted Lemon, grabbing him violently.
[One person is not enough.  Where is she?]
  The voice of Leonard from the exterior speakers.  The head sensors scanning the circumference of the airport.  Even with hiding in the thicket, Wraith would be discovered with the infra-red sensor.
  However, it seems that there is no reaction.
[Oh well.  let's go]
  Grabbing Lemon with one arm, the AS started to ascend.
  Flying to the skies.  Like a Helicopter or something.  No jet engine nor lift fan.  Not even using the gravitational field that Lemon knew, the unit silently raised to an altitude of 100 meters, accelerating in high speed towards the west direction.
  The wind is cold, the wound is hot.
  He doesn't know how Wraith managed to elude Leonard's eyes.
  With a dislocated shoulder, she couldn't possible get away.  She might still be in the bank----
(Seems to be dead)
  In the corner of Lemon's dizzying consciousness, he thinks of the profile of the girl whom he would never meet again.


  The particular [investigation] that Tessa was talking about, Sousuke also accompanied.  The target place is the ruins Far East in the Russian Territory.
  No matter how many supply or inspection were inserted, the 2 units of <Paib Mare> transport Helicopter mostly flies continuously for 40 hours.
  It's 40 hours.
  A long travel was unavoidable.  Taking off from the <De Danaan> in the Atlantic Ocean, they would cross North America and cut across the Pacific Ocean via Alaska, flying to get to the Magadan at the far east, traveling semi-circle across the world.  If it were a winged transport would cut the travel distance by one third, but they have to travel by helicopter, in order to transfer the 2 units of AS for bodyguards---- the <Laevatein> and M9.
  The current <Mythril> has no convenience relay base or transport network.  In the past, in the transport of AS in this kind of long distance they would disassemble and load them in a transport, and then reassemble them in a nearby secret location, that's how they do it.
  Right now it is different.  They are in a state of maintaining the detailed supply route.
  Even then, from Sousuke's perspective, he thought that this long journey would be a good converter for Tessa.
  However even inside she would not stop working.  Staring at the screen of the notebook PC, reading something, driving into something, instructing the AI of <De Danaan> beyond, having a serious discussion over the satellite circuit.
  She doesn't seem to sleep.
  The worried crew of the helicopter suggested that she take a rest, Tessa meekly obeyed and was covered with a blanket in her seat.  But both her eyes were open reflecting in the windows, in the deep darkness outside, she was staring absentmindedly.
  What should be done, Sousuke really does not know.
  Talking a number of times.  If he were to be worried about her health, she would smile and reply with [I'm fine], if asked something about work, she would politely answer the details.  However, that's all.  She would shake of any other topic.  Gently looking this way, she would just say [is there anything else?] with an indirect expression.  And for Sousuke would say a gratitude of [....thanks].
  Furthermore, Sousuke have nothing to talk to her about.
  In the last supply point of the flight route, a cargo ship <Bernie Worell> was cruising along the Bering Sea in the Kamchatka Peninsula.

  In the outside it looks like a container ship registered with Liberia, but scattered here and there are the previous essential base members of Melidia island, obtaining with difficulty a disguised supply ship.  If the containers were withdrawn 5 large helicopters can land at the same time.
  The 2 units of <Paib Mare>  who flew all the way from the Atlantic ocean landed, the pilot saying [make inspections before refueling].  Since after this, there would be around 2000 kilometers of round trip of flight, invading Russian territory they have to always keep the ECS on.  It is also reasonable for the prudence of the pilots.
  It would take at least an hour for the checking of the helicopter, Sousuke decided to go outside and do light exercises.  If he were to cover the 3 sides of the 300 meter length container ship, it would be a little jogging.  Mostly, among the ships members that he passed by, mixed there was the faces he recognized as those from the time of Melidia Island, everytime he meets them he would stop and chat.
  Endlessly he stopped on the 2 sides, leaning on the rail near the pontoon bridge he stares at the sea.
  It was early morning now.  This area of ocean being rough, today’s waves are strangely calm.  The light of the rising sun in the east horizon lets out a dazzling shine on the reflecting waves.  The cold of the refreshing sea breeze was comforting.
"The checking would take some time"
  Kurz finally came and said.  He was riding on the other <Paib Mare>.  The M9 loaded over there was his unit.  This time only 2 units on a mission, Mao and Clouseau are in another place carrying out another mission.
"I don't know [some time].  How many minutes"
"Dunno?  Some time is some time.  Hey- nice view"
  Kurz let out an admiration of the scenery at the deck.  Looking at that profile, Sousuke remembered a physical discomfort.  Something, face being slick....strangely existing...

"What. Staring like that"
  Speaking of which, it was also unnatural during before the departure.  There are many things being discussed about the AS for Mao and Clouseau, but Mao and Kurz hasn't been speaking to each other.  Like an atmosphere of suddenly being distantly cold.
"Did you have a quarrel?"
"With who"
"With Mao"
  This is another strange reply.  Why would Kurz make his words short, looking afar, looking down, looking at the bridge behind him.
"Why do you think that?"
"You seem to have a different mood than usual"
  Clouseau particularly did not notice.  Even the others.  But Sousuke was sensitive in the slightest change of atmosphere between the two.
"Well, it's not strange that you've noticed...."
"So what happened?"
"N,No.  It's not like we quarreled.  What's with the worried face.  Stop it, it's really nothing"
"then its good"
  It's not that he assented, its the person himself who doesn't want to say it, Sousuke did not further went on with it.  However, Kurz changed his mind, since he was grumbling to himself, he somehow decided to himself.
"Un.  I guess, its not.  I'll only tell you"
  With an attending face, Kurz brought down a meek face.
"Hey Sousuke.  You're a genius at not being able to read the atmosphere."
"Is that so"
"That's right.  That is why, if ever, for whatever reason, there is a risk if this secret is leaked out.  I'm going to face that risk and speak my mind.  Why you say, because we are the strongest trio.  No, strongest would be too much, anyway a good trio.  That's why I can't hide anything from you.  First you have to understand this"
"I don't quite comprehend, but I understand."
"[I don't quite comprehend] is not necessary"
"I understand"
"Alright.  Don't tell this to anymore.  Absolutely"
"I understand"
  Moment by moment Sousuke nods.  It seems to be an important matter, and was becoming tense by hearing it.  Does Mao have some kind of sickness?
  Was her relative a mass murdered?  Did she witness an extremely rare UMA (Unidentified Mysterious Animal) during a mission?
"....well, actually..."
  he clears his throat with an ahem.  Kurz was moving his fingers restlessly.  It was such a great secret.  Sousuke was also tensed to his shoulders.
"that-, well.  Actually...."
Actually...the day before...that, I slept with Mao"
"Is that so. then?"
  Sousuke bends forward, with Kurz knitting his brow.
"Then..... that's it"
"Aren't you surprised?"
"About what?"
"No, I mean I slept with her.  That's what I'm talking about"
  This time Sousuke knit his brows.
"I really don't get it.  What about sleeping with her"
"Slept.  This is bad isn't it..."
"While on a mission, you mean both of you dozed off?"
"No, I'm not talking about that kind of sleep.  Ah-, that's right.... you don't understand.  You're....you're...."
  Kurz hanged his head down with both hands scratching his blond hair, grumbling about something.  Mixed with German, Japanese and English, what he was saying was not understandable.
"Whatever it is, explain it so I could understand easily."
  In Sousuke's manner of speaking, Kurz finally shouted in despair.
"it's SEX, SEX!"
  That voice echoes to the vicinity, then immediately the form of Tessa appeared coming out from the pontoon bridge nearby, mostly at the same time.
  Tessa stood still, frozen with her eyes round.  Kurz and Sousuke were also stiff.  Looks like she borrowed the shower onboard.  The loose field uniform as a bath towel hanging in her head.
  Kurz's eyes were swimming in the air, finding words.  As expected Sousuke who finally understood the meaning, was in confusion at the appearance of Tessa, not saying anything with cold sweat pouring out.

"A, um... I seem to be interrupting."
  Tessa was embarrassed and turned around.
"No, your mistaken, Tessa"
"That's right, Captain.  We were talking about how many pounds of explosives it would require to sink this ship----"
"You shut up"
"in other words we're talking about Semtex.  Plastic Explosives."
"That's right, Semtex, Semtex....that's what you heard right!"
  With the exchanges of Sousuke and Kurz behind her, Tessa hurriedly heads back and returns to the pontoon bridge.  Did it damage the mood or amazed, or was it both.  Anyhow it was an awkward instant.
  Kurz hanged heartbroken.
"Don't worry, Kurz.  She won't tell that to Mao."
"That's not the problem.  I'm just thinking of the severe punishment."
"It can't be help if you regret that past.  Let's go back to what we were talking about."
  Then with a tired appearance Kurz waved his hand.
"You understand now?  That kind of relationship"
"Is that so"
"...you're not really surprised"
"No, I'm surprised"
  He observed the sullen face of Sousuke narrowly and rude.
"Doesn't look like so"
"when talking about these things, I don't know what kind of expression I should show."
"You're the same as usual...."
"A lot has happened with Kaname, I thought I have progressed a little."
  Remembering the face of Kaname, he suddenly felt a tightening in his chest.
  He was not able to gather any news relating to her.  He thought about leaving his friends, and try to search for her alone, but he doesn't know where to begin.  Right now he shouldn't think of unnecessary things, to fight <Amalgam> with his colleagues would be the best.  Kalinin is in the enemy right in front of them, also in that direction, there is no mistake that she is also there.
"This is really sudden"
"No problem.  Then, when will be the ceremony"
"The wedding ceremony.  Committing such adultery you should be able to take responsibility right.  Since Mao has a high salary, 100 heads of cheep might not be enough"
"You're thinking too much...."
"You're not going to get married?"
"Nope....I really don't know.  Well, I also don't seem to feel like playing around.  Also the day before we departed-, I was summoned after the briefing....."
  Sousuke also remembered that.  When the briefing was over and dismissed, Mao called Kurz with a cold voice.  Like [Your report still have imperfections] or [Are you still not yet finished with the ammunition expenditure], with a serious appearance starts a drawn out and complaining issue.  Sousuke and the others thought [he's going to get scolded again], not minding it and gets out of the room.
"....if there's no one around, she would say [be careful], wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing.  It was such a rush, then secretly at the storage next door we do it.  She says that we can't do it in a place like that, but there was great excitement in a situation like that"
  Sousuke mysteriously thought.  From before, why does he feel a killing intent for his partner....?  It was a feeling different from jealousy.  Whatever it is called, it is close to a feeling like when he is hungry, somebody was eating to their relish an extravagant cuisine.
  Aah.  This is what they call [irritated].
"But-, the words [I love you] were never said.  It was not said no matter what.  Do you know what this means?"
"It means that there is no love right"
"In the first place, I'm the wrong person to talk to."
"....Well, that's right.  But I don't have any other person to talk to.  And Mao said absolutely not to tell this to anyone."
"You told me"
"You're different.  Mao also acknowledges you"
"Why only me?"
"I told you before right?  We are partners.  Among the team----"
"there is nothing to hide"
"that's right"
  Kurz popped his back, grabbing the back of his head shaking left to right.  Without a strange or bad mood.
  Then, from beyond there was a sound of a Rotor.  Looking on, one unit of Helicopter was coming from the southeast skies.  It's an old UH-46.  The Tandem Rotor of the Transport Helicopter slowly descends, dropping the electric cables on the deck, landing beside the <Paib Mare>.
  Alighting together with the cargo from the container is someone recognizable.  A small wide man with glasses.  It's Gavin Hunter of the intelligence department.
  Hunter recognizing the appearance of Sousuke, shouted with a big voice that would not lose to the exploding sound of the Turbo Shaft Engine.
"Looks like we made it in time.  There are present for your from a pretty girl."
"The [Fairy's feather].  Its completed."

  The crew of the Helicopter all together, the unit that Hunter transported----the [Fairy's feather] was installed on the shoulder of the <Laevatein>, hurriedly connecting it.  Hunter, the one responsible for the manufacturing, were making technical exchanges with the sailors and crew, always coming and going between the deck and pontoon bridge.
  In that interval Hunter stand around and talked to Sousuke.  The topic of conversation not on the aforementioned unit, but about Kalinin.
"It is certain that he shot me."
  Revisiting his encounter, Hunter told the truth.
"I was near death.  But, I still don't know if he had intended to kill me"
"If he were serious he would have shot you in the head?"
"That's right.  But, it may be alright for him either way.  Either for me to live, or to die."
  He knows of the relationship between Sousuke and Kalinin.  Hunter changed the topic.
"Anyway, how is the <Laevatein>?"
"Not bad."
  Saying it, he added the memory of his reason for surviving.
"I thank you."
  Hunter laughed.
"It seems you remembered your courtesy, boy.  If you want gratitude, you should thank her."
  He pointed at the girl.  In the direction of the heliport, beside the electrical unit, she was talking with Tessa.  Somebody he had never seen before.  Wearing an orange work suit with an olive flight jacket on top, with a slightly reddish black hair flapping on the sea breeze.
"She's the noted doctor of Al.  Do you remember Matt Shade?"
  That man on April last year, before the acquaintance of Chidori Kaname, was the injured Intelligence department agent who was injured in Siberia.  Although he managed to take the girl out of the Research Facility of the KGB, he died right before Sousuke rushed to the scene on the M9.
"It's the girl at that time.  She has recovered."
  Sousuke lightly hit his chest, Hunter returned to his work.
(That time....?)
  He didn't recognize her immediately.  The girl in his memory was more worn out, and not able to talk to people like that.  With the influence of drugs, it was dubious situation that she was able to walk on her own strength.
  The girl was talking with Tessa.  Although it is like a casual conversation, there was something strange about those two.  There was no hesitation on both of them that a first meeting would have, also feels like that have known each other from the past, that kind of atmosphere, Sousuke has seen it before.
  He immediately known.  Like the atmosphere that of Kaname and Tessa.
  First Tessa noticed his direction, continuing on the girl turned her head.  Tessa made a small gesture of her hand beckoning, Sousuke made a small run towards the both of them.
"You called"
  He informed with a posture standing in attention, Tessa said [relax] with a bitter smile.  Sousuke taking a relaxed posture, introduced her.
"This is Ms. Kudan Miller.  Ms. Miller, this is I"
"I know"
  The girl who was introduced as Miller smiled.
"Mr. Sagara Sousuke.  I was told about you before.  Way before."
  Although the memory remains, the conversation that time feels like it was from a previous life.  It was only one and a half year ago, he has this strong feelings that there was a complete changed into another person.
  Not Miller.

  Leaving the awkward start of conversation between Sousuke and Miller, Tessa heads to the pontoon bridge, confirming a number of items with Hunter who was waiting.
"I heard from Miller.  The performance of the [Fairy's feather].  Thought there is no guarantee that all of it will work.

"It's the usual.  Also, there is no opportunity to use it this time."
"I don't know.  There is some bad news."
  With only those words and tone, she could guess what Hunter was trying to say.
"The explosion incident in the airport of Moscow?"
"Yes.  The presence of Mr. Lemon and Wraith was confirmed.  Although 30 hours have already passed, there were still no communication from them."
"Is that so..."
"The place that you will be going, there is a high sense of danger."
  It is understood that Hunter was implying to [suspend it].  But she has no intention of backing out.


For the first part of Chapter 2, please use the link on the left of click here.

Chapter 2b

  The transport helicopter that carries Sousuke and the others took off from the cargo ship <Bernie Woller>, and headed east in the Bering Sea.  Although it is daytime, but in order to activate the ECS, the scenery from the windows were dyed purplish to sepia color.
  Because of the stupidity that happened onboard, it was more difficult to talk with Tessa.
  To bring up that matter now would be stupid, to say it---- no, to be bothered by it in the first place was not the problem.
"Can I have a moment?"
  He was startled by Tessa's voice.  The girl who was suddenly beside him without being noticed, was peeking here from her seat.
"Yes, Captain"
  Even now he still resists in calling her [Tessa].  More than the problem of affinity, it was an uncomfortable feeling.  Having practiced in calling her by rank, it would be crazy to change that mood.
"When are you going to get on the AS?"
"30 minutes before descent."
"Then its way before that right.  Can I sit here"
  Taking away the books and documents from the next seat, throws it in a suitable bag.  After Tessa gave her gratitude, Tessa sat down beside Sousuke.  He knew that she was a short girl, but somehow she looks smaller than before.
  Sousuke waited for her to speak.
  For one minute, she was quiet and stared at the back of the seat in front of her.  Now seeing a awful turning in the middle of his clear-headedness, what exactly is she thinking.  He could try to guess, but he can't think of anything.
"Are the injuries alright now?"
"About you.  In the city called Namsak, you got badly injured"
"Ah...yes.  No problem."
"Is that so.  That's good."
  With that Tessa sank into silence again.  Perhaps, she does not know what should be said.  Unable to bear the awkward silence, he asked a question.
"Captain.  I apologize for what happened"
"About what?"
"In the container ship with Kurz..."
  Then her head made a small shake.
"Aah.  About that.  Please don't worry.  When I first got on the <De Danaan>, knowing that there is somebody beside me, I spoke with a loud voice with people around.  It was a modest harassment.  But, it was something from the long past."

"But Sagara-san also talks about those things"
"Your mistaken.  That Kurz on his own----"
"I know.  It's about Melissa right?"
  Looking at a surprised Sousuke, Tessa raised a reserved smile.  Even though she wants to give a bigger expression, she thought that she does not have the qualifications to do so.
"I heard it from her.  She told only me.  How I am to Melissa, must be the same as how you are to Weber-san"
"I see."
"But even then it was unexpected.  Those two."
"Yes.  I was also surprised."
"Well, I don't really know how they got together.  But Melissa seems to worry about it.  The age difference, and not being unfaithful"
"Is that so."
  Sousuke mobilizing his power of imagination, was guessing the image of those two [getting together].  But he can't think of anything positive.
"But, it might be unreasonable to have them in the same team:
  Sousuke said, Tessa nodding also having that expectation.
"Can I hear your reason?"
"I don't mind valuing your comrades.  But you cannot go too far.  If necessary in a point number of seconds, it is Mao's job to make the decision to abandon Kurz or Me.  I do not know how it will cloud that judgment."
"That's right.  If Melissa heard it she will be outraged."
"It's not that I doubt her capabilities or impartiality.  It's just, if it were me----"
  Saying that much Sousuke noticed.
  If it were an ordinary person it would have already been known long beforehand, for him it is at that time, that he finally understood.
  Tessa herself, once carried a complication with him.
  Getting close to Tessa because of her good will, in the end he could not cross that line, it was not because of his own cowardice that he did not return the words.  Having noticed this obvious thing himself, he was utterly amazed.

  And then, knowing the difficulty in Tessa's position, Sousuke suddenly thought.
(It would be good if there won't be that much difficult thinking)
  Forgetting that it was his own problem, that's how he felt.  She was not strict.
  At the same time, this thinking also applies to himself.  Even for Kurz and Mao, isn't it a difficult thinking?  It was certain what he said himself---- there was no difference in the capabilities of the team.  If he were to be slow in making the decision by a point few seconds, there might be a disastrous consequences.  But, how do you say that.  In the helicopter that is flying right now, there is a point something percent ratio that a breakdown will occur and crash.
  If you were to enumerate an insignificant sound argument, that itself is insignificant----
"What's the matter?"
  Not noticing his meager progress, Tessa made a mysterious face.
"No.  It will be what will be"
  Sousuke made a little exaggerated cower of his shoulders.
"We can't take charge on how we will get sick.  We should continue to cooperate like always, if something bad happens then we should think about it"
"Sagara-san, it was different from what you said before"
"Yes.  I changed my mind"
"How strange..."
"Is that so?"
"A random words like [It will be what will be], was something that you never used before."
"I see."
  Saying that, it may be so.
"What's the appropriate issue?"
"There might be a possibility of being dead.  Please think more seriously"
  He looks at Tessa's eyes without any reserve.  Aside from the little bewilderment, he can see nothing besides the deep weariness and irritation.  He thought about pity for that.
"I'm always serious.  Even then even now."
"Is that so."
"The issue is about you.  You think to change the world.  Exerting effort in elaborate thinking, making the impossible possible.  Continuing to think [seriously]"
  Tessa's brow crumpled.
"What do you want to say?"
"I'm not making fun of you.  Practically, you are a superior person of prodigy.  What an average person like me cannot do no matter how hard I try can be easily done by you.  With a strong will than anyone.  The situation is still harsh, but you will probably win."
"Of course that is my intention.  That is why even now I'm----"
"Exerting effort, planning, adding adjustments, fighting.  That I already know."
  Interrupting her words, Souske patiently continues.
"It's good to challenge fate.  But no one can control fate.  Can you control the weather or make an earthquake?"
"If necessary I can think of it.  If you can use freely the data and statistics, you can acquire its closest effectivity."
"That's the problem"
"What about it that's not good?"
"You are not a god.  And imperfect and weak human.  It is natural to feel the responsibility of the lives of your subordinates, but to even control the fate of your subordinates, that is a misunderstanding.  I've returned alive from a number of place I thought I'd die, I might die tomorrow tripping on a paved road.  I'm telling you stop worrying about things like that"
"I don't understand"
  Grabbing her sleeves with full force with the fingers.
"No, you already knew.  Whoever dies, you take the responsibility.  Taking the punishment yourself.  And then vowing to take revenge on the enemy, you're so obsessed with destroying the enemy that you are burning yourself out."
"That's right.  But, what do you do at the grave?"
  It was a difficult question that cannot be answered.
  It was the same for him.  He blames himself with many things.
  But Sousuke thought of an extreme lie.  Hesitating if he should be saying this or not, he tried to answer back with an extreme reply.

"Let's stop this already"
"Disband <Mythril>.  Sell off <De Danaan> somewhere, and send everyone to a comfortable daily life using that money.  It's not like <Amalgam> would destroy the world.  Ignore the conspiracies and have fun."
  Tessa made a stunned face.
"What about Kaname-san?"
"It's enough.  I'm sorry for Chidori, but forget her.  Then I'm going to request to date you.  And then we head to Guam, it would be alright for the loudness of Lt. Colonel Courtney and the others."
  At the reprimand of Tessa with a red face of anger, Sousuke calmly reacted"
"It's a joke"
"Wasn't it interesting?"
"Ee. Completely"
"Is that so.  It's a hard thing, saying that joke"
  Being the first recipient of the first joke of his life, it ended in a misfire.
"Strange person”
"So to speak.  But---- the last should do it"
"If we finished what we have to do, that submarine and the AS should be sold.  And then everyone should enjoy life.  I'm going back to school with Chidori to study.  And then become an ordinary man.  A man that does not need weapons"
  Tessa was surprised, but Sousuke was even more surprised having those words coming out of his own mouth.
"An ordinary...."
"You too may someday become like that.  A woman that does not need weapons"
"Even for the dead comrades, that is what they would wish for."
  Tessa no longer refuted.  Staring at her fingers situated just above her knees, and muttered without strength.
"....that may be"
  Making a deep sigh, she sunk into her seat.
"Sagara-san.  You've changed"
"Everyone does.  Even you unchanging"
  Tessa did not answer, lowering the tip of the cap moving it to cover her eyes.
"I'm somewhat tired.  It's Sagara-san's fault"
  From under the flight jacket placed on her knees, she took out her hand and held Sousuke's hand.  Although it was unseen from the surrounding, he was startled.
  The slender fingers.  A smooth and pleasant sensation.
"I undertand.  But I forgive you"
  Tessa whispered.
"With only this.  Only this is alright...."
  With that she fell silent.
  Waiting for 3 minutes there was no reaction.  Calling on her, she was already soundly asleep.
([a man that does not need weapons] huh...)
  Remembering his own words, Sousuke felt depressed.
  It would be good if that were to be true---- probably, impossible.  He has already killed so many people.  In the end what he told Tessa, might be a blind hope that he tells himself.



  Oh well, it seems that you're still alive.
  Lemon made a sigh of relief, looking absentmindedly at the fluorescent bulb in the short ceiling.  Unpleasantly cold.  He was sleeping in a stretcher.  Swinging drops of water.  A feeling of tight bandages in his leg.  A somber white wall, and a rack full medical devices.
  It was a narrow room---- no, this is inside an ambulance.

  Along with the clatter and tremor, it was not bad.  They were probably running along a paved road.
  In the corner of his vision he saw a person moved.  An unknown man.  Noticing that Lemon had woken up, brought near his face with a mask.
"Does it hurt?"
  the man said.  with only an apathetic voice like looking at a patient.  Lemon remembered the dentist attending him during the time when he was a student.  Shaving of the tartar, Jan.  It's painful but please bear it.  Gari, gari, buchi!  Doctor, I'm not Jan but Paul.
"I hate dentists....Aah!"
  Lemon shrieked when his injury was pressed.  The gunshot wound that Leonard Testarossa shot, he started to remember his own work as the pain passed through.  The man checked his blood pressure and pulse, and pushed down the bottom eyelids of his right eye with a thumb, flashing a light.

"Can you say your name?"
"Where is this place"
"Say your name"
"Say it or not.  Where is this place"
  The man lightly beat Lemon's cheek, and then his field of vision disappearing.  The sound of the slide door opening and closing.  It seems that there is no one else inside the car.  it's strange.  Wasn't this ambulance running?  When the man left, nothing happened.
  Several ten minutes, no hours passed.  His muddy consciousness getting clearer, Lemon finally understood.
  This is inside a transport.
  He can hear the sound of the Turboprop engine.  This ambulance must be inside the storage room.  After a few ten minutes, there was a big jolt and impact coming that supported his interpretation.  The inside of the car cluttering left and right, and the tremor went silent.  This kind of state doesn't seems to have a good runway.
  The transport stopped, the sound of the hydraulic device opening and closing at the rear of the unit.  The engine of the ambulance started.  The car is moving outside.  Moving a little it stopped, the door opened.  a strong white light gushes in, the piercing cold of the wind blowing.
  Two men stepped in.  Someone from the outside was shouting [wait a minute].  It a voice of a girl.  Young.
"Are you going to abandon him!?"
  The girl said.  Wasn't that a Japanese accent? An accent that is similar to that of Wraith or Sousuke.
"In this cold mountain.  You're not going to kill him!  I'm not kidding!"
"But, we were ordered to let you ride this car....."
  The man who was taking care of Lemon earlier, answered in an insolent attitude.
"I don't need a nurse.  Didn't I say with only sleeping my temperature went down?"
"Telling us this suddenly would be trouble.  if we were not to do as we're told----"
"Is there trouble?"
  A new voice.  The sound of footsteps trampling on the snow.  He knows that.  It's Leonard Testarossa.
  The voice of the girl with authority was suddenly concealed.
"It's been a long time.  Unexpectedly you seem to be doing well"
"Ah...you too, aren't you doing fine being fatally injured"

"It's because of you.  It's more clearer now.  In so sorry to have pulled you out like that after you just recovered....!"
  The sound of a slap.  A small scream.  The sound of the girl on her knees in the snow.
  The girl had an appearance of not hiding her shock.  Not because she was treated that way, but was surprised at Leonards violent handling.
"It's a greeting of change of plans.  My strong patience is already lost, I'm already bored with my gentle face.  So---- this is important, and time is already running out."
"I...is that your true nature?  You're strange"
"Fine whatever.  From now on we will....hey, close that"
  After Leonard said that, one of the man banged the door shut.  He was grateful the piercing cold wind was cut off, but he could no longer hear their conversation.  With the obstruction of the engine sound and the bulky doors, he could only barely managed to hear the muffled voice.
  Leonard said something.  She strongly protested.
  Leonard raised his voice.  The girl mustered her courage, and somehow asserted position.
  And then between them, a long gloomy exchange continued.  Whether this is related to his fate, Lemon could vaguely discern.   Not even seeing her face yet, who could that girl be?  In the end, where is this place?
  Where would they be going from here?
  Repeating the questions without any answers, the door of the ambulance suddenly opened.  The men stepped in, rudely grabbing his stretcher.  Will they be taking him out like this.  He's not even wearing much clothes.

  But that was the only resistance.  The men were moving the stretcher back inside the ambulance, fixed on the metal bed, and went out of the car.  After the said nurse and a large built bodyguard like man, and another girl went inside.
  The girl was the one disputing Leonard and his subordinates.
  A beautiful oriental girl.
  A dark jeans and read jacket.  A glossy black hair with a length reaching the waist.  An elegant eyebrow like it was drawn by an impressionist painter.  Looking at the smooth curves, he thinks that the numerical value of the contour could be attributed to the Fields Medal.
  Unfortunately the color of her face was not good.  It must be because she just recently recovered as mentioned in the previous conversation.  On top of that, Her right cheeks were red from the slap she received.  Essentially her big charming eyes were bloodshot, there were traces of tears in the corner of her eyes.
  The girl was sat down beside where Lemon was sleeping, repeatedly scrubbing the sleeves of her jacket in her mouth.  Rubbing with strong force, she was not worried about her lips getting cut.
"First let's get the temperature----"
"I don't need your help"
  Sweeping away the nurses hand, she settled in the top of the seat.  The ambulance starts running again, inside the car was a heavy silence.
  Lemon raise a nervous voice.  The girl did not respond.
"Hello, young lady"
"Are you talking to me?"
  Finally realizing the existence of Lemon, the girl replied.
"That's my intention"
"What do you want?"
"Well....I really don't know the circumstances, but I think you are the benefactor of my life?"
"Not really.  Before getting on to the other airplane, they will be throwing you out into the snow, I only asked them to stop.  i don't know what kind of person you are, but it seems that they are finished with your interrogation."
  So that's how it is, Lemon comprehends.
  His consciousness was not clear since he woke up, it was because they used truth serum.  Without knowing, they must have heard the necessary things.  If they used the latest truth serum, no matter how strong your will is resistance is futile.
  His own secret code or hidden house, even escape route, Lemon was praying the Hunter and the others would hastily abandon them.  No, they would be alright, the problem was the ruins that was investigated in Moscow.  Although he doesn't remember anything, there is no mistake that he said this things himself.  They might be heading to those ruins.
  Then, the ones in danger are Tessa and the others---- without expressing his sense of impending crisis, Lemon told the girl.
"In other words, you are the benefactor of my life.  Thank you very much."
"That was just self satisfaction.  I don't even know you."
  Bluntly saying, the girl turned away.
"Then let's get to know each other now.  Mitchel Lemon.  Nice to meet you"
  He took out his left hands from under the blanket, seeking a hand shake.  After Lemon introduced himself, the male nurse who was looking snorted.  The girl sigh, and gripped his blood dried hand.

"Yes yes, nice to meet you.  Satisfied?"
"I somehow understand.  you are Chidori Kaname right?"
  The girl's eye turn round, and took a long hard look at Lemon again.
"You don't need to hide it.  I'm a friend of Sousuke."
  Lemon heard about the girl----Chidori Kaname from Sousuke.  Although he haven't seen a photo, he knows her age and characteristics.  Even being kidnapped by Leonard.  Naturally he could guess.
  After hearing the name of Sousuke, she was again surprised.
"You know Sousuke? He's----"
  After saying that, Chidori Kaname remembered the existence of the observing men sitting nearby and shut her mouth.
"Don't mind us.  We're still in the palm of your hands.
  Laughing sarcastically, the men made no reaction.

"...is he alright?"
"Aah, he's lively.  He's going wild together with Al.  He will definitely get you back."
  Then she could no longer bear it, both her hands covered her face.  With a little incomprehensible voice, she muttered some Japanese.  [...YOKATTA (thank goodness)] can be heard.  Lemon didn't understand the meaning, but he could guess what that word is.
  That's right, this girl----
  Raising her covered face, the shoulder of the girl trembles.  Looking at the figure, Lemon can feel an unspoken pain.
  She must be a good girl.  Also beautiful.
  Naturally energetic, cheerful, courageous, and empowering those who are around her.  And also who loves Sousuke.
  Nami was like that.
  Isn't this too harsh, Sousuke.
(No, don't don't....)
  Inside his heart he felt the impulse of [this girl is also wounded], Lemon blushed himself.
  This girl was not bad.  This girl has no responsibility.  Many things have happened after meeting Sousuke, it would be better to stop these words----
  After rethinking this, he said with an overdoing cheerful voice.
"I'm kinda jealous.  Being loved like that."
  Wiping the tears with her fingers, she lightly smiled.

  With the open circuit of the wireless radio of one of his subordinates, the conversation of Kaname was passed directly to him.  They should have already known about this, they did not regret being overheard.
  His head hurts.
  With the carefree drama unfolding inside this car, he was not bored.  He took off his ear phone, and hummed outside his mood.
  [The Real Me] by The Who.
  Can you see the real me preacher?  Can you see the real me, doctor?  Can you see the real me, mother?
  His head hurts.
  This is the Tyva Republic which is south of Siberia.  The distance from Moscow is 4000 kilometers.  Transferring to a transport, he came from Sri Lanka and joined up with Chidori kaname, from then on they headed towards the east.  A troublesome Christmas Present from 18 years ago.  A thrown away wrapping paper.  That person will also come.
  It can't he help that his head hurts.
  That man called Mitchel Lemon, essential information was already taken from him. Essential?
  Not necessarily essential.  Reconfirming what was already known, this is just information to make sure that the progress goes smoothly.  What were they investigating in Moscow---- in other words pointing out what his sister has noticed.
  There is no longer any worth to the information of the man called Lemon.  Which is why he ordered to have him thrown out.  But being obedient to Chidori Kaname, he makes use of that man's life.
  In the life of a complete stranger, how long does that girl plan to accompany him?  This is no sightseeing---- Leonard remembered the taste of the sensation of her lips from long time ago, and chuckled.  What was she thinking with serious eyes, expecting to understand his sincerity, he could not believe it even now.  How far would be gentlemanly.  It is unexpectedly impossible.  Then someday---- No, that's absurd.  It's enough.  It was like this from the start.
  Aah, that's right.
  This is the first time in his life that he hit a woman.  He was pushed to kill a resisting woman, but hitting her like that was a first time?

  Long ago, having lived one time in a poor section of Austin, prostitutes who were standing in the road are definitely followed a pimp.  The previous him looked like those pimps.  To do hanky panky with the clients, the prostitutes who are resisting with dirty words, were beaten by the men.  Disciplining the prostitutes with rough treatment, and then gently saying [sorry for beating you, I love you, Baby].

  He truly thinks that it was an absurd process, but it has turned smoothly, that world.  A world with only rubbish, base, emotions and impulse.  A world that does not neet intelligence.  isn't Chidori no different---- expecting that itself is absurd.
  She is the same.  An animal afterall.
  It's not because of disappointment.  Recovering from the wound, being enlightened on that night, he began to understand many things.  Then even for himself, it would be alright to be associated with their style.  In anycase this world could not continue that long.  To act without restraint, what inconvenience had it caused him?
  His headache would not go away no matter what.
  It's strange.  He feels like he has forgotten something, and he could not remember it no matter what.  He once had it, now he no longer has it.

  No need to worry.
  Someone in his head said.  No matter what you can remember, it is already useless, it is only an excess baggage.  For a plane that does not plan to land, it wouldn't need legs right?
  You are already flying away.


  Wraith getting away with her life from the carnage at the airport, it was impossible for her to return her dislocated shoulder on her own.  Having no method of contacting Hunter, she was on the verge of losing consciousness with the pain and fever.
  In the end, she managed to get to an apartment 5 kilometers away from the airport and hid in a nearby garage, then fainted.  For how many hours, she herself did not know.  Probably, when she fainted the resident saw her and reported her to the authorities.  When she woke up a number of policemen came into the garage, pointing their gun at her.
  She did not have the spare energy to resist and run away.
  Then taken into the custody of the local authorities, understanding the extent of her injuries and transferred to a nearby hospital for observation.
  With rough medical treatment her shoulders were realigned, and prescribed with unknown pain killers and sedatives, completely exhausted in the hospital room a uniformed officer finally came.
  It was not the KGB that were chasing them at the airport, but the military intelligence department---- an officer of the GRU.
  Will she be handed over to Leonard, or will she be executed.  in any case already resigning herself for the end, the GRU officer spoke something unexpected.
"I thought you were an excellent student.  But it seems my expectations were different."
  Someone that she knows.  Age around his 40's.  A deep gray eyes, bald head, and having an impressive hook nose.  From long ago, he was one of the instructors while she [studied abroad] in Moscow, a time when she was still a girl who believed in the justice of her fatherland.
"Captain Kirilenko...."
  Wraith muttered, he pointed his finger on the insignia of his uniform.
"I'm a Lt. Colonel now, Yunhi.  If I arrived 3 minutes later, you would have been inside the car of the KGB (Chekist) now"


  2 kilometer before the [objective point], in the mountain range 800 meters in altitude, Kurz's M9 made the first descent.
  Operating the ECS and making the sniping position, confirming that there are no threats in the surrounding.  Following Kurz unit nibly is Gebo 4---- <Paib Mare> transport helicopter flying about the objective point, scanning for existence of danger with the sensor.  In that moment, Kurz continue to make a lookout if by some chance that there are enemy ambush
  After 5 minutes, Gebo 4 and Kurz informed that there are [no enemy sighting].
[That's fine.  then let us head out as well]
  Tessa informed the pilot with the onboard phone, also reaching the ears of Sousuke.  Another unit of <Paib Mare>---Gebo 6 is where Sousuke's <Laevatein> and Tessa were riding, leaping over the short mountain district.  The image of the optic sensor of the helicopter was also transmitted into the cockpit of the <Laevatein>.
  It was a desolate scene.  Like the end of the world.
  An orange colored ground.  The trees and shrubs has grown, being covered with the height of the grass.  Right now it is barely autumn, this area will be trapped in deep snow soon.  Practically, this neighborhood is visited by a fierce cold for the whole year.
  At the moment the local time is 16:32 hours.  In the Mountain range of the west the red sun was sinking.  No man made things can be seen in the destination.  Only the traces of road and power lines.
  In the ravine a town can be seen.
  A town area which was constructed in the basin with a radius of 3 kilometer.
  A line of residential areas were built around the flat roof residence, in that direction a short building was sparsely built.  There was a plaza in the center of the town, and a large bronze statue can be seen.  when the helicopter got near, they knew it was the statue of Lenin.
  The name of this city is [Yamsak 11].
  One of the [secret cities] constructed in the Russian Territory.  Mainly for the sake of researching nuclear weapons and ballistic missiles, and other highly classified information, the research members and their families migrated into this city, The name of this city does not exist in any map.  Even the name [Yamsak 11] was for convenience, it was a postal code for the administration of the neighboring major cities.  The security was rigorous, it was forbidden to come in and out without permission.
  But the city being seen right now, there seems to be no need of security.  It was abandoned a long time ago, a town in ruin.
  No man can be seen.  A dark red rust, and ruins of rusted automobiles were left here and there in the road.  Grass growing on the cracks of the asphalt, collapsed road signs had moss growing on them.  The dwelling places are also in a terrible condition.  If looking closer a majority of them are broken.
  The walls fallen in decay, roof opened with big holes.  The house had been tossed like a press.  Cracking from the weight of the winter snow, it was left there as is.
  Built in secrecy, abandoned in secrecy, this town was forgotten.
  In the database of <Mythril>, the name of this town does not exists.  Just the other day, Tessa managed to get her hands on this on the efforts of Lemon to get information about this town.
  Far from the enemy, this place doesn't seem to be approached by normal humans for 10 years.  And it may be meaningless to Search for threat.

[Damn, this is an eerie place]
  The pilot of Gebo 6 said.
[In the neighborhood near the countryside of Nevada where I lived as a kid, there was a ruins that felt like this.  The 5000  residents, it was said that they all disappeared in one night.  It was rumored that in one night all of the residents were murdered.  With some sort of experiment by the military, the residents were attacked.  All the adults laughed at it like a yota story, but even those who transfered from that place to our town doesn't know anything.]
[Ooh, scary scary]
  In the wireless radio Kurz laughed.
[...well the truth is, the only car factory in that town was shut down, and nobody lived there anymore.
[What, how boring]
  With the exchanges of Kurz and the others, Sousuke fell to a strange sensation.
  A deja vu.  Such landscape, it was like he has seen it before.  No---- on the contrary, even the conversation of Kurz and the others, he felt like he had heard it before.  what is this sensation?  Later, Tessa will surely say something----
<It is a strange sensation>
  It seems like he is mistaken.  The one who spoke was not Tessa but Al.
<In front of me, I feel like I had came here>
"What's that"
  Sousuke said, being surprised of Al having the same sensation as he did.
<The coordinates, and the geography does not correspond the the previous operational data, but I have a feeling of [I have seen this before]>
[but it is surely strange.  I also felt like I've been here before]
  Kurz said.
[Me too.  I wonder if it shown on the new]
  The pilot of Gebo 4 said.  not only that, the other crews also in succession complained that [I also have that feeling].
[This might be the absentmindedness of the head due to the long travel, please brace yourself.  We will not get close to the plant of the town.]
  Just as the voices started to drift into anxiety, Tessa said this.
[Could you tell us already about this, Tessa?  what's in these ruins?  In the first place----]
[I'm sorry, but I still can't say]
  Interrupting Kurz's complaint, she instructed them again.

[I am now going to land on that ruins.  Sagara-san you be the escort. Leave the <Laevatein> behind.]