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“He abandoned his GPS in a garbage can near the press conference building. For some reason it was inside a contraceptive with the end tied shut. Our code breaking team says it may have been some kind of message…”
“That was just his idea of a joke.”
Roseline put her hand to her forehead.
She was irritated, but it was not due to direct anger at being toyed with.
“That idiot. A condom? If the Christian groups find out the president was carrying one of those around, we’ll never hear the end of it.”
“Wh-what about the secret service? We are of course doing everything we can, but the cooperation of specialists like them is essential.”
“General, you are the Commandant of the Marine Corps. You can complain about a lack of man-power all you want, but we cannot have you fearing the possibility of having all responsibility fall in your lap in an unforeseen situation like this. I believe we already explained to you why we went beyond the normal boundaries...
Roseline reached for a wine bottle on the table but grabbed some mint gum once she remembered the camera was running.
They are suspicious.”
Her voice had been quiet, but her words had held great meaning.
The general naturally fell silent.
“We know something is happening, but that is all we know,” Roseline continued. “We cannot figure out what exactly that something is. This is not simple bribery or coercion. Merely using a blacklist to quarantine it is not enough. They are suddenly becoming enemies of the United States as if they are being possessed by ...
If the hostile elements were simply spreading out from a single person behind it all, they could possibly stop the spread by quarantining every single hostile element. However, when the person behind it was like an invisible demon that chose other people to control, the quarantine method lost all meaning. If they could...
It was unclear by what means the people were being controlled.
Roseline and the others had surmised that there was a certain type of person that was more easily controlled and they were maintaining their safety by distancing themselves from anyone who showed the slightest evidence of being controlled. However, they were unsure how long that would suffice.
“As for the Senate and the House…well, about half of them seem suspicious. It seems to be spreading below the surface. And the military is no exception, general.”
“I-I had been told, but it simply does not seem real…”
“I know what you mean. I have seen it with my own eyes, yet I still can’t believe it. However, the fact remains that it is happening. Fortunately, the only confirmed victims so far are American officials. That is why you and the few units you accompanied in the joint operation cleaning up after the war with the Austral...
Roseline Krackhart knew relatively little of the occult. She was only aware that it seemed somehow different from the esper development occurring in Academy City.
The president on the run likely had a similar level of knowledge in that regard.
A few teams were working on analyzing the mysterious phenomena that had occurred during World War III, but they had yet to come up with any real results.
That was why she was only able to give vague descriptions despite having witnessed clearly abnormal occurrences in the White House.
“Yes, we are only here due to our good fortune. However, we need to investigate as to why we had that good fortune. After all, we are in a situation where it is possible we could become possessed the instant we step outside. In all truth, the world police are being eaten into. I cannot guarantee that a child or old man...
“Is this why the president went off on his own…?”
“Probably. When that idiot learned of the situation, he started thinking about what he could do on a personal level to deal with this danger that is on a national level. He realized he would be immediately surrounded if he tried something on the mainland, so he played along until he reached an area where they had less ...
“Th-then…” The general wiped sweat from his brow. “Are we putting the president in even more danger by chasing after him? If he has some means of victory…”
“Do you seriously think he does?”
Roseline glared at him with piercing eyes but softened her expression after she grew overly conscious of how the man winced.
“No matter the reason and no matter how dangerous the situation, we must have continual access to the president on the center stage. If it gets out that he has disappeared, he will be deemed no longer able to perform his duties and all authority will be passed to the vice president. …Because he has you know what, that ...
No one dared put the rest into words.
They all felt the idea of one of the world’s superpowers being usurped by some unknown person was not something to say even as a joke.
“(…Well, the one piece of luck is that the president took that with him,)” muttered Roseline before speaking up. “Do whatever it takes to find the president. Find him before his disappearance is discovered by the vice president and the other politicians undermined by whoever is behind this.”
Roseline did not even look over as the general gave a proper salute. She muttered to herself with a look of pure displeasure on her face.
“(…More importantly, going missing is not the only way he can be made unable to perform his duties. A bullet through the head would do the trick just as well.)”
Part 2[edit]
(November 10 – Oahu – Dear My Car, Oahu Branch – From an in-car camera.)
Roberto Katze, the American President, entered a rental car shop with a silver attaché case in one hand.
He spoke to the young woman at the reception counter.
“I don’t care what, but just give me something cheap. Hmm, I think electric cars are supposed to have a good image. Roseline is never shutting up about it. Well, gasoline or deuterium or whatever is fine too. Just don’t give me a car that was just used for sex. Even if you wipe it down with ethanol, the smell sticks ar...
“You certainly have an attitude. Just who do you think you are?”
“The president! As one of the citizens supporting this nation, could you at least watch the morning news!?”
“Oh, so you’re an impersonator. Can you do his ‘We will save the world!’ thing?”
“…Whatever. Just give me the key already.”
Roberto tossed some crumpled up bills on the counter and the woman tossed the key back toward him. He walked down a line of two-person cars and looked over at an especially battered convertible.
He was about to kick the tire, but stopped himself when he realized it was made by a company that supported him. He instead opened the door.
Just as he was inserting the key, the young woman came running after him.
“Sorry, sorry. I missed part of the procedure! Mr. Impersonator, I need to input the information from your license before I can let you rent that.”
“Can’t I just give you my social security number?”
“It has to be your license.”
“…What a pain. Maybe I should submit a bill to get that changed next chance I get,” muttered Roberto as he pulled a card out of his wallet.
The woman held out a reader similar to a cell phone’s wallet function.
Roberto Katze held his license up to it. The young woman nodded in satisfaction upon confirming that the device had read the information from the integrated circuit inside.
“Okay. So your name is Roberto… Roberto Katze. You live at… the White House? H-hey, wait a second!!”
“May I go now?” he asked with a grin.
“Did you go so far as to change your name!? I can’t believe you found an apartment complex called ‘The White House’! And it’s even in Washington DC! You certainly are a dedicated impersonator!!”
“Well, why don’t you just believe that until the day you die!? Waaahhhhh!!”
The president drove off with tears in his eyes. He was further made a fool of as the woman saw him off by imitating his “We will save the world!!”
After leaving the grounds of the rental car shop, Roberto drove with one hand and used the other to open the attaché case lying in the passenger seat. The case was secretly a computer. He connected the cables inside to a GPS-like device.
It was known as the Imperial Package.
It gave him president-level access to all government cloud systems. With that one device, he could send orders to any government office or prepare ballistic missiles for launch. Of course, it used various methods of ensuring that only the current president could use it.
“…This way I can check on what the people who have become suspicious are accessing.”
Areas where the flu is spreading tend to have more people searching for information on the flu using search engines. This fact could be used to determine how far the flu had spread by checking the search records of the search engines.
Roberto was doing essentially the same thing.
However, he was checking on what he estimated the suspicious people were after rather than the flu.
From what he could see of the people taking suspicious actions, Roberto could not tell if the total number of enemies was increasing or if the enemy was merely switching over to controlling people closer and closer to their objective.
However, he had to assume that anyone that showed any suspicious behavior even once would once more become suspicious as if they were switching back and forth between good and evil.
He may not have been able to see it clearly, but it all had to be a clear attack,
The people being used as pawns all had their own individual lives.
With each person taken over, whoever was taking control of them was getting access to the information that person alone had access to. If Roberto could figure out what the person behind it was searching for, he could get a better understanding of what the enemy’s true objective was.
As he used the Imperial Package to view the secret cloud, Roberto searched for areas of concentrated accesses that had nothing to do with the people’s normal duties.
Roberto Katze clicked his tongue lightly.
“…So I was right. It is the trigger being stored in Oahu.”
It was a top secret piece of equipment that had been developed in an American military research facility.
Depending how it was used, the special device could be used to take the lives of hundreds of thousands of people at once.
The president’s grip on the steering wheel naturally tightened as he thought about how it could be used in Hawaii.
Part 3[edit]
(November 10 – Oahu – Green Café Iwamaki – From the camera in the tablet terminal installed on the table.)
A broadcast of a football game seemed to drag on forever within a café near the airport. The café specialized in Japanese tea, so the sport did not fit the atmosphere. A major broadcasting company had bought the rights to broadcast all of the team’s games, so it was being broadcasted for free. The customers seemed quit...
Kamijou Touma was carefully listening to a phone call from Birdway so that he could hear over the surrounding noise. He had his cell phone on speaker phone, so Hamazura and Kuroyoru could hear as well.
Kamijou had been about to ask what would make a good souvenir for Index (it had to be food of course), but what Birdway told him made it clear it was hardly the time to be thinking about things like that.
Incidentally, Kuroyoru was cowering from Kamijou who had suddenly appeared earlier and Hamazura was trembling while looking over at Kuroyoru.
“Due to Cendrillon being taken out, I have succeeded in drawing a different Gremlin magician out from the crowd. This new one is the type of magician that controls other people. That type almost never comes out to the front stage themselves. Getting them to come out into the spotlight is the true battle when it comes t...
“What do we do now?”
“We go fishing,” said Birdway sounding very pleased. “It would be foolish to think a magician like this can only control one person. The more people this one controls, the more her power grows, so it would be best to assume she is targeting the normal people in the area as well. The reason she leaves everything around ...
“And that investigation will best be carried out without letting this magician know you’re doing it, right?”
“Of course.”
“What if she isn’t in Hawaii?”
“I will hide even the fact that I can detect where she is. If she is outside Hawaii, it’ll take some time, but we’ll still be able to catch the idiot by surprise. In fact, we could even purposefully fail in our attack. Each time the idiot gets away, she will only lead us to a new hideout. During that process Gremlin wi...
“…You certainly play dirty.”
Kamijou would get into a direct fistfight and solve things on the same day they began, so that was a completely different style of fighting than he was used to.
To be honest, he did not feel he could completely approve of the method.
However, he could not come up with an alternative method.
“What do I need to do?”
“Just stay where you are,” replied Birdway over the phone. “I have another hero. And unlike you, this one is quite skilled at working behind the scenes.”
Part 4[edit]
(November 10 – Oahu – In front of Hotel Firefly – From a tourist’s video camera.)
Only the most commonplace hotels did not have a doorman and porter standing in front of the entrance even in an area as ungodly hot as Honolulu. A set of three was created when the valet who parked guests’ cars in the underground parking garage was included.
However, services like that would require a tip and the hotel parking garages were often quite expensive. As such, cheaper parking areas were established around the hotels and it was not uncommon for people to park illegally.
In an area full of tourists coming and going, leaving one’s car out in the open was quite dangerous, but most of the tourists were not from the island and therefore usually had rental cars. By purchasing the cheap insurance beforehand, a broken window was no big deal. And no one was stupid enough to leave their valuabl...
Edward Torke stepped out of one such illegally parked car.