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    Just then, Tina’s cell phone vibrated. Looking at the caller’s name, she put the phone to her ear. “Master?”
    “Give your report.” It was a hard, businesslike voice.
    “I have infiltrated Tokyo Area successfully. I will now return to my apartment and then head to the designated location to retrieve the items.”
    “Anything out of the ordinary to report?”
    “There was some trouble, but it was nothing serious.” Tina put her hand on her chest and closed her eyes as she continued slowly. “……a kind person helped me.”
    The person on the other end of the phone spoke, sounding irritated. “I thought I told you to avoid contact with other people if possible. Inorder to avoid information leaks, make sure you give a false name if possible.”
    “Yes, sir…… No problem.”
    “Tina Sprout. What is your mission? Let me hear it again.”
    Tina lifted her face and looked at the moon. She was completely awake now. “Do not worry, Master. I will carry out the assassination of the Seitenshi.”
    Tina’s feet took her back to her apartment. The wooden apartment building was old, built based on old building standards with pillars that had been rebuilt time and time again in order to extend its life. The white paint was peeling, and there were cracks in the wall. Tina’s master probably thought this would make the best hideout for her because there were no conspicuous buildings around, and it was a quiet area.
    Still, what was up with still using a pinfire gun in the year 2031? she wondered, remembering her classes on espionage as she put her key in the lock and turned.
    The minute she opened the door, she was met with stagnant, moldy air. Just like the outside, the inside did not consider the comforts of its renter, but this was a temporary mission, so she just had to bear with it while she was here. Thinking that, she took off her slippers.
    Tina blushed as she stood in front of the full-length mirror left behind by the previous occupant.
I stood in front of that man dressed like this? If I dressed up a little, I would look cuter than this
, she thought regretfully as she took off her pajamas and went to take a shower.
    Changing her clothes, she replaced the battery pack of her cell phone with one that was fully charged and put a futuristic-looking spindle-shape wireless headset over her right ear. Then, she called her master back as she left the apartment.
    She headed toward a seedy place where freight containers from the suburbs were stacked neatly together. They were a kind of rental boxes called trunk rooms. After the Great War, apparently, there were a number of people who started a business by simply installing freight containers on vacant land. Because of Tokyo Area’s chronic land shortage and with the price of land going up gradually, it was a practice that continued steadily until the land was sold off and the owners withdrew.
    “Master, I have arrived.” Tina held an IC card up to the unmanned gate and went inside, looking for the container he was talking about. Before long, she found the number she was looking for on a conspicuously large container. Inserting the key in the lock, she entered the numbers into the padlock as she was told and opened the door.
    When she stepped inside, Tina was shocked.
    “What do you think, Tina?” She could hear the pride in his voice over the phone.
    The interior of the gigantic container, about the size of six tatami mats, could be called an armory. Of course, there were small arms and sniper rifles, but there were also rocket launchers, recoilless guns, antitank rifles, and other superior weapons overflowing from the walls and ceilings. It seemed like he had gotten one of everything that looked like it could be of use, just to be certain not to be lacking something.
    Getting a peek at his neurotic eccentricity, Tina chose an antitank sniper rifle and put it in her gun case. However, as she tried to lift it up, it wouldn’t budge off the ground even