4-54: There’s No One Inside! (2/5)

4-54: There’s No One Inside! (2/5)

Shinichi looked worried, but his worries actually lay elsewhere because he already had a solution to the problem at hand: he just had to become Masquerade.

Save for a few exception, Masquerades recognition interference ability was almost invincible, such that he could be standing right in front of someone and they wouldnt be able to notice him, and even if they caught him on camera, he would at best be recognized as a black shadow, and the person behind the camera would just think of him as a glitch, making it all too easy to search the parade without being noticed.

There would be no need for Aristel to appear and no need to reveal the existence of the bomb.

Of course, they would have to make a report to the relevant authorities later, but they didnt need to know about it now.

However, the evil gods intuition told him that there was a troublesome presence, and that if he really tried to pull that off, a tragedy would ensue, and that presence would be pleased.

He knew from experience that there was an interloper that he didnt know of.

He wasnt completely clueless who that presence was, but he still decided to avoid using that method and left it as a last resort.

So we dont have any optical-camo-tech with us, and searching from the skies would be too difficult because of the distance. I also doubt theyd plant the bomb somewhere easy to find, so a simple eye-check probably wont work anyway, Aristel said.

The methods Aristel mentioned indeed made it possible to search for the bomb without being spotted, but they were unlikely to produce any results.

Kimura groaned and became thoughtful, but he couldnt come up with anything either despite being part of the staff.

Shinichi-san, cant you use amaryllis-san?

Shes indeed harder to spot than any of us, but the performers will still notice her. And besides, her body(size) makes it difficult for her to carry a foster while running around the parade, and we cant have the criminals or a third-party realizing that theres something wrong with the security room.

It wasnt a question of strength but of physique; her four small limbs were just too limited.

She also had to secure the security room, so it really wasnt wise to move her.

Well, this is certainly a predicament At times like this, one should Oh, yes! Thats right! When stuck, you shouldnt just try to open the door again; instead, you should completely reverse your thinking! Aristel said.

The way you talk reminds me of a certain attorney, but okay So, whats your plan? Kimura said.

Uh On second thought, how do I reverse my thinking in a situation like this? Aristel said.

Ehhh? Kimura said.

For a moment, Kimura was full of expectation for Aristel, but her next words poured cold water all over his zeal.

Aristel did think she had something good, but in the end, the lack of substance made for a disappointing result.

Reversing ones thinking, huh, Shinichi wryly smiled.

It was something hed told her once upon a time, but he didnt think shed actually remember it so well, and at such a troublesome time too.

He relaxed for a moment because of that, but then ended up noticing something from the corner of his eyes.

And like a revelation from the heavens, his thinking was reversed.

Thats it!

Huh?

What? Huh, w-what are you ehhhhh!?!?

As Shinichi became overwhelmed with emotion and cried out, he suddenly took Aristel by her slender waist and lifted her up, then started spinning with her.

Thats right! Why couldnt I think of something so simple! Thank you, Alice!

!!!

With the two of them literally an arms reach away from each other, in a situation where she was being supported completely by him, and him looking at her with a sincere smile free of calculating thoughts, various emotions rose up from within her.



Some people might lean over the ropes of light that demarcated the parades course, but the crowd was behaved well enough that no one tried to jump over them.

They were so captivated by the spectacles of fantasy occurring past the line that those ropes of light seemed to mark the beginning of a sacred world that ought not be touched.

At the head of the parade could be seen people dressed in an outfit akin to those of a certain countrys imperial guards, marching with perfect coordination and batons made to look like weapons while accompanied by an eye-catching light show.

Behind them followed float cars and objects that resembled boats, trains, cars, giants, and dragons

Many of these movements and tricks were impossible before, but the new technology made them a reality.

Advanced image projection technology also made it possible to bring to life things that werent actually there, such as moving water, dancing fairies, fantastical beasts walking, and so on and so forth.

Already, the guests couldnt tell what was real and what was illusion.

And all of that was accompanied by a music thats easy on the ears and made one want to dance.

In between the float cars could also be seen various performers that showed all sorts of interesting performances.

They too colored the parade and brought happiness to the guests to charm them further.

All of this was only possible because the otherworld exchange raised the technology of the world, and that technology was used without hesitation to entertain people.

This whole parade was like a message saying that the difference between the worlds didnt really matter.

Look, Nee-chan! Its Monica!

I know! Wow, its my first time seeing her in person!

At the center of the parade was a float car resembling a sailing ship; on its deck could be found Monica Chantal.

Though it was already at that hour when the sun was setting, the sight of her illuminated still drew attention.

Nay, even without that, her confident expression and her good looks were sure to draw attention.

With the motif of the float car that of a pirate ship, Monica too was dressed like a pirate.

She wore a three-cornered hat, from which her long pink hair spilled out and fluttered in the wind to adorn her brown skin.

Strangely enough, the combination of her exotic skin tone, that was unlike a simple tan, and her flashy hair color did not feel out of place.

And when she posed with that fake saber of hers, she appeared majestic and looked just like a pirate.

The sight of her was enough to enchant the audience into a different fantasy from that of the parade, and her fans looked at her with sparkling eyes that seemed to shoot out light.

So thats the half songstress, huh. Hmph, well aint she a beauty.

But among the crowd was an unhappy boy and a girl that chided him with a complicated expression.

Your words dont match your face, Ryou.

The four of them were lucky enough to get a front row seat, but only the Senba twins were excited.

Ryou seemed unhappy with the songstress, while Tomoe was trying to calm him down.

She knew the circumstances, though, so she could only rebuke him quietly and gently.

I know, I know Im just venting.

If you know, then can you not spoil their fun?

I understand that too, Ryou was about to say when

Something akin to gunfire resounded.