Chapter 103: Unexploded Bomb (Third Update)

This was also a troublesome matter that the intelligence unit stepped forward to resolve. The support role of the cleanup unit and the intelligence protection unit was obviously vital, as they handled the wrap-up and aftermath.

They even monitored phones and the internet to check if anyone leaked related information, and erased any traces online.

Both the “Agency” itself and the government side, which understood the actual situation, coincidentally carried out information concealment and lockdown. This was why the public still had no knowledge of the existence of “Corpse Hounds.”

Corpse Hounds couldn’t be identified using conventional methods. It was only after they attacked and killed people that one could follow the traces and clues to hunt them down.

The Fang Hunter “Agency” originally started as a gathering place for avengers whose relatives were killed by Corpse Hounds. Later, people began hiring them to hunt Corpse Hounds. Over time, it gradually evolved into its modern form.

“Fuyumi, don’t worry too much. You’re still in the ‘training period’ after all. It’s my responsibility for forcing you to assist…”

Amasue Suetora felt that the responsibility for the short-haired girl lay entirely with him.

Even though she was the next successor of the Muhe Style, she was still in training. She didn’t have an official “seat name” yet, nor had she obtained the “Teng Jian Blade,” one of the Twelve Artifacts.

Bringing her to the scene like this and having her chase after prey trying to escape was indeed a misstep.

“Hey…”

Karasawa Meisuke, wearing a baseball cap, came out from the other end of the alley. He glanced curiously at the girl on the other side. She clearly looked like a middle school student. Could she also be a “Fang Hunter”?

“She’s the helper you found? Doesn’t look like much.”

Karasawa, judging by his appearance alone, looked like a street thug, which made the short-haired girl shrink behind Amasue Suetora.

“Please don’t say that. Fuyumi is the next successor of the Muhe Style, and also Vajra’s granddaughter. Her swordsmanship is even better than mine. Even if she slipped up this time, it was only due to lack of experience.”

Amasue Suetora spoke seriously, but he didn’t realize that every word he said felt like a heavy blow, leaving the short-haired girl looking utterly defeated.

“Wah! Sorry… It’s all my fault. If I weren’t here, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“Amasue, you really don’t know how to comfort people, do you! Was it necessary to be so blunt?”

Karasawa Meisuke was also left speechless. He had to go over and offer some gentle words to calm the crying middle school girl down.

Once she had calmed down, Karasawa picked up a photo and handed it to the short-haired girl.

“The person you saw earlier was probably this one, right?”

She examined the photo carefully and nodded seriously.

“…It should be her.”

“Then things just got a bit tricky.”

Karasawa Meisuke scratched the back of his head, recalling what Amasue Suetora had said in the past.

He had always believed that a Corpse Hound was lurking in the school.

Originally, they thought it was Fujiwara.

Now, it seemed they were probably completely wrong.

“Um… Aren’t we going to chase after it now? The scent of the Corpse Hound gets hard to pick up if it goes too far. Also, there are too many people in the city, so I’m not very confident in tracking that woman.”

The middle school girl with short hair hugged her Exorcism Blade. She carefully looked at the two of them and asked innocently, “What should we do next?”

“Hey! Amasue, this kid must be from the mountains, right? Trying to track a Corpse Hound by smell in a city like this? Is she out of her mind?”

“Don’t say that. You should know that the successive seat holders of ‘Vajra’ are famous for their tracking abilities. I believe that as long as she gets within a certain range of the Corpse Hound, she can pinpoint the enemy accurately…”

“Hehe.”

“Stop laughing foolishly… And, kid, roughly how close do you need to be to detect a Corpse Hound?”

“Within about fifteen meters is no problem. A bit closer, within ten meters, I can tell how many there are.”

“Do you need to be within ten meters to tell that?”

“Corpse Hounds can also hide and ambush. If I charge in without knowing the numbers, I’d just be throwing my life away!”

It seemed this discernment ability was used for assessing the enemy situation during close combat.

It was excellent for when those monsters hid, preparing for a sneak attack, but it wasn’t very useful for finding people.

These Fang Hunters were useless when it came to real work.

It seemed it would ultimately fall to him, a mere mortal with a Spirit Medium Constitution.

“If the Corpse Hound in the school really is Kuranaga Kuraruka, then what I felt before… Phew! It seems I’ll have to ask him for details.”

Could his intuition be right? Was Nishizuka Tsukasa also involved in this matter?

“Forget it. Besides, now isn’t the time to worry about these things.”

He comforted himself with these words and said to the two girls, “There’s more than one or two targets that slipped through. I investigated this group of Corpse Hounds’ website and found there’s another target… Amasue, you take care of that woman named Moriyama. I’ll ask an acquaintance for help to see if we can get any information on Kuranaga Kuraruka. As for this one here… Right, what’s your name?”

“Takami. Takami Fuyumi.”

“Alright, Takami. Go to this apartment according to the address and keep an eye on it to see if there’s any movement.”

Things were getting more and more troublesome, but their side had no other choice. The Corpse Hound that escaped now, and the other one that was missed, were both like an “Unexploded Bomb.”

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“Senpai, if it’s not something particularly troublesome, you could have just called me…”

“Precisely because it’s particularly troublesome that I came to see you directly.”

He phoned Nishizuka Tsukasa and arranged to meet. Or rather, it was a good chance to clarify things with him.

The location was a cake shop relatively close to the “Ichinose Apartment.” It was a typical cake shop catering to women.

At this time, apart from the women who came to dine, the only other people in the entire cake shop were two men sitting facing each other, staring awkwardly.

“Even so, you could at least think about the meeting place. Why do we two men have to meet in a place like this…”

“Huh? What did you say?”

Karasawa Meisuke frowned in displeasure while eating a cream parfait in big mouthfuls.

Ever since entering this shop, he had used discount coupons to buy a bunch of sweets.

The table where they sat was now filled with various foods: Sachertorte, honey cake, cocoa cake, hot pancakes, blueberry pie, all promotional items after discount. This shop was a limited-time buffet-style place, its selling point being that during meal times, you could order cakes and sweets freely.

However, Fang Jing only ordered a floral tea. For someone who didn’t like sweets, he hadn’t touched any of the desserts on the table.