Santri Famiglia's

Advanced Movement

The alarm went off loud, electrifying the thirty-story building. All who were still on their respective floors scattered, running down the emergency stairs.

"What's going on?" That cliche question came out mouth to mouth.

"This is the second time."

The danger sign sounded more than once. The first one sounded last night. The trigger was a fire in the archive room.

Some documents are scorched. While others get wet exposed to automatic sprinklers. The room was still left as it was until this morning, until the alarm rang back.

"Maybe there's another fire?"

The people in the lower lobby are fretting. They were racing out of the building.

Security chief directly monitors the monitor. There are three red dots on a digital building plan. He hurriedly ordered some people to bring fire extinguishers.

The security chief immediately reported the disaster to Kyouhei. Then, Kyouhei passed it on to Shima.

"This is why I'm lazy to deal with the temple."

Shima who was still in Osaka was pacing anxiously. Early in the morning, he had already gotten bad news in a row.

Onyoudan headquarters in Nagoya burned down. That's not how much. There were no casualties. The damage suffered was not too severe.

Even more shocking is that hundreds of members who were sent to besiege the temple were killed overnight. Only Tarou and Jirou managed to survive the incident. Shima just received the news from Tarou.

"It's dangerous. They're even among the cops."

Shima throws her rough ass into the bed. He holds his head with both hands with his elbows resting on his thighs. The cell phone is placed next to it.

He was stuck with his eyes closed. His chest rose and fell rapidly. It's like being between the clutches of a carnivorous bird and a giant riveted ravine.

Shortly after, the phone rings again. This time, a call from Jong Hyun. Very short call.

After the call ended, Shima rushed over to the Korean man's place. His face was sour because of all these problems.

Arriving at Jong Hyun's place, Shima was welcome to enter. Jong Hyun was watching a television show. His eyes did not blink at all.

He looked serious about the news that the reporter delivered on television. But actually not so. The broadcast had been replayed as a result of the previous night's live broadcast.

Shima doesn't feel good interrupting the show watching Jong Hyun. He just stood there and nodded.

From the corner of his eyes, Jong Hyun could see Shima coming. He ordered, "Sit down!"

To the speaker, that one word sounded ordinary. However, to Shima, it sounded as cold as Antarctica. Ice storm as if just hit Shima's body. He moves stiffly.

The sound of synthesis did not even sound as stiff as Jong Hyun's intonation. The television broadcast that took place sounded like horror music to Shima. He shuddered in horror. However, Shima kept trying to calm down while thinking of a solution.

Suddenly, Jong Hyun pointed to a screen displaying the corpse's lace as he turned to Shima and asked, "You hear that?"

Nervously, Shima replied, "Yes, Mr. Kim."

"Why do you let such a dangerous force be among the people?"

"The power of the temple protecting the girl was far above my estimation. I'll prepare more skilled members to clean up all this."

"You failed to present the girl. Remember to compensate!" Jong Hyun said it lightly.

Shima clenched both palms. Cold sweat soaked the inside. Feelings of annoyance and fear become one.

"The girl has gone from the temple. I'll get people to pick him up soon."

"That's great. But I think I should get out of here as soon as possible. This place doesn't seem safe anymore."

The sun is rising. The short hour hand is pointing upwards. The atmosphere looks beautiful as usual in some places. But no one knows when peace will be.

The streets around the temple were blocked. Usually, disaster management agencies move quickly to clean up the scene.

However, this massacre case seems to be more slowly handled than the cases in general. The streets are still left as they are. Construction officials have not been contacted to repair the damaged building. Only the victims were removed from the scene.

While at one of the Nagoya hospitals, Fukai headed for the secret floor as he promised. He gathered with Eiji and the others for lunch. Of course, after controlling the condition of Sanubari.

In the midst of the dinner, Fukai said the mandate of Raiden. Not all he's giving. Because he felt they didn't need to know the details.

"What about grandpa?" Anki stopped her chopsticks. The horror of last night's events loomed in his head. Suddenly, he lost his appetite at the sight of rice.

"Grandfather Rai is fine. Worry not! There are police guarding him" Fukai replied after biting the kakiage.

"Why didn't Grandpa come with us?" Anki demanded an explanation. He wished he could be with his grandfather anywhere.

"He had to testify in the police over the last night's riot. You're already involved in a troublesome organization. Grandpa Rai doesn't want anything to happen to you if the next move happens. I hope you understand this, Anki!"

"We're planning on going to Italy. Coincidentally, our friend turned out to have a place to live there," Eiji said after finishing his meal. He then took out a bottle of mineral water and downed it.

"It's good when the goal is set. We're gonna move tonight. I heard that the Meiwa cargo ship will sail tonight. We can hitch a ride there," Fukai said.

After getting a call from Raiden, Fukai thought of a way to get out of Japan untraceable. He even wandered through the night until the early hours to find information. His head now still feels a bit heavy because it only sleeps half an hour before leaving for work.

Unfortunately, realization is not as smooth as plan. At night, the hospital was surrounded. Dozens of people in black uniforms blocked the exit. While some people were running from floor to floor, checking the room.

They kept repeating the sweep. However, what is sought remains unaccounted for.

"Underground floor two, clean."

"Underground floor one, clean."

"Floor one's clean."

"Chore two clean."

"Floor three is clean."

The floor-by-floor report was relayed via wireless communications to the siege chief. The chairman told everything to the two elites sitting before him.

"Are Jirou the same and Tarou equally sure they are in that hospital? The chairman turned to the hospital building that looked towering.

They were sitting on the roof of a ten-story building. Sake and companion food served on the table. Portable binoculars were lying between the food.

"Are you sure nothing was missed?" Jirou stuffed the beans into her mouth.

"They've been around five times. Women's toilets even they go in, "the chairman replied."

"Maybe they can't recognize the girl and the people who took her yesterday."

"Most of the people on this mission know Sai, Ren, and Ei well. Some of them even memorized with Anki. Maybe they couldn't recognize. It's a pity, three great men like them betrayed the association." The chairman clucked.