Even though she was still inside the public restroom, Squire’s vision was incredibly expansive.
If only her underwear were worn properly instead of hanging around her legs, she might have been in a better mood… But unfortunately, she was sitting on an invisible toilet, and hadn’t even had the chance to wipe. Not to mention, she couldn’t even find the tissue box nearby.
“Transparency,” Squire recalled the gray-white checkerboard pattern she had seen earlier on the Plaza Dome.
Suddenly, she understood that this was all Ps·ycho’s doing. Her ability made things transparent, but why didn’t she just make me disappear outright? If she wanted to attack me, why not turn me transparent as well?
Was it deliberately left this way so I’d get caught in an embarrassing moment on the drone footage overhead?
This woman was downright malicious!
Squire glared up at the drone hovering above, fumbling with the invisible tissues to wipe herself messily… it was basically like wiping with bare hands.
She quickly pulled up her pants and pushed open the invisible stall door to leave.
However, the stalls and walls had become an invisible maze, and Squire had to rely on her memory of the restroom’s layout to find her way out…
“Found you, you little brat~”
Just as she stepped out of the restroom, Ps·ycho’s voice rang out.
Though Squire couldn’t see Ps·ycho, she could feel her nearby—so close she could even hear her heartbeat and breathing.
“Hehe, scared? Want to see me?” Ps·ycho’s voice was ghostly.
A sharp chill pricked the back of Squire’s neck. She felt Ps·ycho’s invisible claw lightly brushing her skin. One forceful strike and her throat would be cut; she dared not move rashly…
The “Fourth Calamity” Kaijin were truly without limits. Nightmare normally tried to avoid civilian casualties during missions, as written in the employee handbook.
As for Pure White Storm and the other heroes…
They seemed to be tangled up with other Kaijin.
Since Ps·ycho was currently invisible, the heroes probably hadn’t noticed the threat she posed…
Why did I always have such bad luck?
Squire grimaced and forced out an ugly smile.
“S-sis… it was just a bit of spit… you wouldn’t hold a grudge this badly, right?”
Her voice cracked from fear.
Not only was her neck pressed by a claw, but her lower back was also jabbed by something sharp—Ps·ycho’s other hand. The new outfit, without any armor, was easily pierced. The sting against her skin sent chills down her spine.
“You said that spit? That’s really insignificant…”
Yet Ps·ycho’s tone grew excited.
“But Pure White Storm is mine! A mere little girl who hasn’t even grown a single hair dares to touch my toy? And flying around in the sky all lovey-dovey…”
“Huh? Which eye did you see that with—”
Before Squire could finish her rebuttal, the invisible claw sliced through the tender skin on her neck.
Blood oozed out, and she immediately begged for mercy.
“P-please, sis! Calm down! Calm down!”
“Don’t worry, I always act swiftly. As punishment for a bad child, I’m going to take your life… and this time, he won’t come to save you anymore.”
So the reason Ps·ycho hated her so much wasn’t because of the spit, but because Pure White Storm had carried her in a princess carry while flying in the sky.
In other words… jealousy?
Squire had no intention of dying here over something so trivial.
“I’m really not interested in the Sigma Series heroes! I came here today just to get a signature to sell for money. I don’t have any feelings for Pure White Storm, you misunderstood!” Squire emphasized.
“Really?” Ps·ycho confirmed again.
“Oh come on, how could I like a guy! Killing me won’t achieve anything! So if you’re holding me hostage here, you’d better go chase your pu—eh?!”
As soon as she said that, the invisible claw pressing her neck dug in deeper, pain causing Squire to gasp sharply.
Ps·ycho said, “Shallow little girl! Not even understanding Pure White Storm’s charm—then you have even less reason to live!”
Like or dislike is impossible?
“What exactly do you want from me!?”
This woman’s logic was incomprehensible. No matter what, I’m doomed?
But just at this critical moment, Pure White Storm suddenly turned and dove toward them. He seemed to have noticed Squire’s danger and fired his wrist pistols behind her…
The hero had arrived!
Then…
Bang—
Pure White Storm and the bullets slammed into the now-invisible public restroom stall with such force and elasticity that he was thrown into the nearby greenery, digging a pit with his face in the dirt.
“Ah! Pure White Storm!”
Because of that fall, Ps·ycho actually abandoned Squire, even canceling her invisibility to pounce on the clumsy hero. In a strange way, the young hero had saved her.
Fortunately, the exoskeleton armor’s quality was solid. Even though it was lightweight, such an impact wouldn’t damage it, and Pure White Storm was unscathed.
Yet Ps·ycho’s behavior baffled Squire—if she cared so much about him, why was she threatening to kill him? What kind of twisted way of expressing love was that? Young people these days really were strange.
But what happened next was no longer Squire’s concern.
Even if Ps·ycho dragged Pure White Storm back home, it had nothing to do with her.
After all, she was just an unlucky bystander caught up in this mess, without even getting the signature she wanted.
“So unlucky.”
Squire wiped the blood from her neck. Thanks to the Squid Monster’s self-healing ability, a little spit on the wound would make it heal quickly. For now, she just needed to get out of there fast…
At that moment, Ps·ycho’s twisted horns on her head began to glow again with power. Just as Squire thought she was about to fire her Erasure Laser, a hundred-meter diameter energy field expanded centered on Ps·ycho. Everything shrouded in the energy became blurry and indistinct…
In the end, everything looked pixelated, making it impossible to recognize anything from any angle—including Squire herself.
“Hey! What’s going on now?”
[I’m borrowing the drone’s camera and transmitting your situation to Pure White Storm.]
Nyx replied, and Squire’s mind processed this for a few seconds.
So that’s it, Nyx’s quick reaction saved me?
She had always disliked those drones, yet here one had become the key to her rescue.
“You can actually tap into the Sigma Series’ comm network?” Squire whispered.
[It’s outdated tech, nothing complicated.]
Compared to you, all tech is outdated, right?
“So what’s the situation now?”
[Ps·ycho seems to realize that the drone is why she’s been exposed, so she’s using this trick to make everything indistinguishable.]
I see…
Blurring everything means the drone can’t capture anything clearly.
Perhaps only she can see the surroundings, giving her a one-sided advantage. This ability really is something—she must be a cadre among the Fourth Calamity.
“So, as long as I get out of the energy field’s range, things will go back to normal?”
Even after understanding the situation, Squire’s plan remained the same.
Time to make a run for it!
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