"Faster than I expected."
Natsuki—hands in floral shorts pockets—faced this formation. No panic on his face.
Gaze reluctantly withdrew from those already-closed restaurants.
"Couldn't you wait until I finished eating?"
"Being hungry is painful, understand?" Natsuki looked helplessly at Soshiro Hoshina.
Sparring with kaiju-form Kafka in human form—very stamina-draining.
He felt like he could eat those transport vehicles right now.
"Well, truly sorry."
"I still hope you'll cooperate." Hoshina—seeing his carefree attitude—confirmed this guy definitely not ordinary. "Otherwise, our Defense Force Third Division will take forceful measures."
Ordinary people—seeing Defense Force come knocking—would panic somewhat.
Yet this guy's first words—not self-defense.
"I'd love to cooperate."
"But... after I eat." Natsuki's stomach already making sounds. He—an elderly person with poor health—couldn't handle hunger.
In the previous world—thanks to unity with Shinji—didn't need much food.
But here—eating was his only supply method on Earth.
Those hastily closed shops—still emitting aromas. Made him drool!
"Then... that's your answer." Hoshina—hearing this irrelevant talk—slightly opened his narrowed eyes. Reached for the two blades at his waist. Guarded against this mysterious man's sudden attack.
In Japan Defense Force Third Division—even the entire Japan Defense Force—he was the warrior most skilled at eliminating small kaiju.
Hot weapons made from kaiju tissue—incompatible with him. He only used cold weapons. Plus ancestral sword techniques for fighting kaiju. Maxed out this skill. No one could surpass him yet.
This arrest mission—led by him, not Captain Mina Ashiro—because no one could beat him at eliminating small kaiju.
"Oh?"
"This world's Defense Force—fights close combat?" Natsuki looked at combat-ready Hoshina. Eyes brightened.
That dark green combat suit—using some technology—was enhancing this man's body. Making him instantly surpass human limits.
Also those two short blades—probably special materials.
"Final ultimatum. Cooperate honestly, or forced arrest?" Hoshina—watching motionless Natsuki—issued the final ultimatum.
An undocumented illegal entrant. Plus extreme kaiju suspicion.
For citizens' safety—absolutely couldn't let this guy continue freely roaming the city.
"Calm down... tch... forget it. I'll help you calm down."
Natsuki sighed helplessly. Chose the most efficient negotiation method currently. Flip-flops clicking—stepped toward Hoshina.
Next second—figure vanished.
"What?" Hoshina—fully focused on this man—completely couldn't capture his movement. Only felt a strong wind pass. His hand about to draw the blade—pressed down.
This man instantly appeared behind him. Movement so fast—without releasing full combat power—couldn't react at all.
Narrowed eyes fully widened. Looked back. Saw the man firmly gripping both his hands. Couldn't believe what happened.
THUD THUD!
Hoshina—finding he couldn't break free—powered his legs to kick backward. But opponent—with faster speed—kicked his knee joint. Completely failed to form effective resistance.
"This guy!"
"Release the Vice-Captain!"
The instant change—surrounding Defense Force members didn't react. Their strongest—Vice-Captain Hoshina—taken down in one exchange!
They immediately raised weapons. Aimed at the man in floral shirt.
"Don't rush. I won't speak in riddles."
"I'll explain properly in a bit." Natsuki—controlling Hoshina—casually explained.
Then dragged him toward a yakiniku restaurant on the street.
"I..." Hoshina hadn't recovered yet.
I... was actually captured by the enemy?
And... used as a hostage?
This person—really is a kaiju!
"Don't worry about me!"
"Quickly contact..." Hoshina shouted at members who—concerned for his life—didn't dare shoot.
At this time—Natsuki already placed him inside the yakiniku restaurant. Found a seat where the charcoal grill hadn't extinguished. Sat down.
"Eh?"
Seeing his released arms—and Natsuki already eating on his own—Hoshina froze again.
Including the tense members outside—about to rush in—also froze.
What development is this?
Is this right?
Shouldn't a big battle happen next?
And what's with this person... why does he look like he hasn't eaten in three days?
Isn't this guy supposed to eat people?
"I won't talk much. First calm down..." Natsuki first devoured the restaurant's ready dishes. Then stuffed half-cooked meat from the grill into his mouth.
So good.
"This... Vice-Captain?" Rushing members looked at Hoshina. Facing this scene beyond common sense—could only await the commander's orders.
And Hoshina—currently also dumbfounded.
First—he could confirm this guy definitely not human. Second—opponent controlled him in one exchange.
Though he was careless—this guy's strength definitely above most kaiju.
Strangest—this guy clearly had the chance to easily kill him. Yet didn't. Goal very clear. Just eating.
"Glug glug glug..."
"Wait until I finish eating. Don't worry—no intention to harm you." Natsuki—using a large juice container—washed down the food. Spared them a sentence. Then continued eating.
Hoshina: "..."
What is with this guy!?
Meanwhile—
Japan Defense Force First Division. Ariake Coastal Base.
Inside a laboratory—two researchers in white coats discussing something.
And judging from expressions—their philosophies not unified.
Both faces showed helplessness. Each holding their ground. Expressions gradually intensifying. Trending toward an argument.
"Enough! I..."
Suddenly—one researcher saw wanted information pop up on his computer screen.
Facial expression froze.
Gaze became clear.
"Heh... hahaha..."
The other researcher—watching his expression suddenly shift—even laughing. Completely confused.
Has this guy gone mad?
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