Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Headquarters.
Under heavy protection, the cursed sword, Oni-Kiri, was escorted to the kendo dojo.
A large number of high-ranking police officers had gathered there. Some of them, who had received inside information, looked eager and excited, while others looked confused, wondering why they had been summoned.
"Furuya, did you get the news too?"
Among the group, a silver-haired police inspector, who looked to be in his sixties, greeted his kendo friend with a smile.
"Samezaki?"
Furuya Heizo was a bit surprised, examining his friend from head to toe. "I thought you were retired. Why were you called here too?"
"Seems like you really don't know."
Samezaki Shimaji chuckled proudly. He waved his hand, signaling Furuya Heizo to come closer.
"I heard," he whispered, "this is an internal assessment within the Metropolitan Police Department. The strongest kendo master will get the chance to interact with Oni-Kiri."
"Oni-Kiri?!"
Furuya Heizo frowned again.
"Oh, I almost forgot, you are from Osaka. You haven't received the news yet..."
Samezaki Shimaji smiled, with a slightly boastful tone, "Two days ago, there was a real supernatural event in Mita Town, Tokyo. The whole thing has been classified as top secret."
"But, the Headquarters called you here. They should tell us more later."
"I understand."
Furuya Heizo nodded silently. He knew this was the difference between Tokyo and Osaka.
Even though he was a Police Superintendent, and Samezaki was just a retired police inspector, the speed at which they received information was completely different.
"Everyone."
Shirahama Masatarou, the Chief of Police, clapped his hands. The police superintendents who were discussing amongst themselves all fell silent.
"I believe some of you have received news about this internal selection."
Shirahama Masatarou cut to the chase, "However, considering that some of you may not know much about it, I will reiterate."
"Two days ago, a real supernatural event occurred at 5th street, Mita Town. The two most important artifacts in this incident were the cursed sword, Oni-Kiri, and the Killing Stone."
As he spoke, Shirahama Masatarou paused and signaled a police officer to play a blurry surveillance footage.
"This is..."
Seeing the blood-red demon in the surveillance video and the sharp swordsmanship of the swordsman, the police superintendents who were not from Tokyo, including Furuya Heizo, all showed expressions of doubt and uncertainty.
"This surveillance footage is absolutely real!!"
Shirahama Masatarou's statement dispelled their doubts. He continued, "Because of this incident, the Metropolitan Police Department, even the Cabinet, have faced a lot of pressure. The US side is putting pressure on us, demanding we hand over the Killing Stone and Oni-Kiri, for them to take over the research."
"How is that possible?!"
"These are our national treasures!!"
Some of the police inspectors with fiery temperaments immediately erupted.
"The Cabinet and the Prime Minister also think the same."
Shirahama Masatarou nodded, "Therefore, the Prime Minister is helping us buy time. Our mission is to find a way to gain the recognition of the cursed sword Oni-Kiri."
"This sword, owned by the legendary swordsman, Sezuka Hara Butsu-den, has already displayed its supernatural abilities two days ago."
"If we can gain its recognition."
"The Prime Minister will have the reason to refuse the US side. Oni-Kiri and the Killing Stone are our national treasures, it is most appropriate for us to lead the research."
"We understand!!"
At this point, everyone's eyes were filled with a hint of fervor.
It wasn't just because of patriotism.
The Metropolitan Police Department had gathered their internal kendo masters.
As a swordsman, who could reject such an opportunity?
...
"Are you ready?"
At the same time, in a building not far from the Police Headquarters, the executives of the Black Organization gathered. Gin coldly surveyed everyone.
"Boss, we're ready."
Except for Vodka who was simply beaming, everyone else disliked Gin's icy gaze. They only nodded slightly.
"Then prepare for action."
"Chianti, Korn, Calvados, you guys find vantage points nearby to act as sniper support."
"The rest of you lead the organization members and attack with me from different directions."
Gin was always decisive and efficient, which was the reason why the leader of the Black Organization, Umezawa Renya, liked him the most.
After making the arrangements.
He threw his trench coat back and left with his subordinate, Vodka.
The others exchanged glances and left in pairs.
The attack was scheduled for half an hour later.
...