After a single instant of deathly silence, the venue suddenly erupted into massive chaos.
Terrified screams, furious curses, and panicked shouts tangled together, and the entire hall descended into disorder.
Servants of the Tsukiyama family hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed in, speaking urgently. "Sir, Madam, please evacuate with me immediately."
Amano Hiro calmly waved a hand. "No need to worry about us. You leave first. I still have matters to handle."
The servant hesitated. "But..."
Amano Hiro's gaze remained fixed on the chaotic hall as he spoke without turning his head.
"It is fine. You only need to report truthfully to Tsukiyama Shuu." He understood the servant feared punishment from his master.
"Yes." The servant bowed and withdrew.
The "beauty" in the hall was now slaughtering freely. His hands flickered,
and throwing knives shot out like silver lightning, each blade striking precisely into the heads of fleeing ghouls.
Amid shrieks, the ghouls who failed to escape fell one after another.
When only a few fleeing ghouls remained in the venue, Suzuya Juuzou finally stopped.
He leaned back slightly and raised that exquisite face,
his cold gaze like a venomous snake locking onto prey, stabbing straight toward the stands where the Big Madam sat.
Big Madam's obese body trembled violently, her murky eyes fixed on that figure below.
How could she fail to recognize him. This was precisely her once most prized "pet," Suzuya Juuzou.
But with the situation chaotic, she could only retreat first and consider the rest later.
As the entire hall plunged into turmoil, Rize walked slowly to Amano Hiro's side,
reaching out to gently hook her arm through his, quietly watching the escalating disturbance below.
At the same time, outside the auction venue, it had already been surrounded layer upon layer by the main CCG force.
Inside the command vehicle, Washuu Matsuri adjusted his glasses and calmly watched the surveillance screens.
"Begin the assault. Notify all units. Primary objective: eliminate all ghouls inside the venue, especially the Big Madam. No survivors are to be left.
Although Aogiri Tree may intervene, we cannot miss this opportunity.
Secondary objective: rescue trapped civilians. Ensure hostage safety as priority."
"Understood."
The well-trained operatives quickly split into two teams. One stormed into the building interior,
the other maintained the outer perimeter to prevent any ghoul from escaping.
On a distant rooftop, Naki and his future wife Miza Kusakari, who would later bear him nine children, watched the CCG forces below with their subordinates.
Naki tilted his head and asked a seemingly simple yet core question. "Those are enemies, right?"
Miza Kusakari looked at the large number of investigators below and analyzed calmly. "The enemy numbers are high. Our two squads should cooperate..."
Before she finished, Naki impatiently cut her off. "All that nagging is annoying, old hag."
Before his words ended, he had already leapt from the rooftop, kagune instantly unfolding, killing three investigators on the spot. "Strike first. Big Bro God, are you watching?"
Clinging to the rooftop edge with both hands, Miza Kusakari glared at the rampaging Naki below, veins bulging on her forehead. "This idiot."
...
While battles erupted everywhere, Amano Hiro leaned leisurely against the railing of the private box,
watching with relish the splendid duel between Ayato and the little "beauty."
Just as the fight between Ayato and Suzuya Juuzou intensified toward its peak, Amano Hiro's phone suddenly chimed.
A message from Eto. "Are you still at the venue, Hiro?"
Amano Hiro raised his phone and aimed it at the fiercely battling pair below, snapping a precise photo and sending it.
Eto opened the image and saw Ayato locked in combat with a strange "woman," the battle intense.
"Then I will rely on you to cover things shortly." Eto quickly replied.
Amano Hiro did not respond further, merely returning his gaze to the battlefield.
At this moment, Suzuya Juuzou, lacking weapons, was gradually falling into disadvantage against Ayato.
He briskly tore off the obstructing wig and tossed it aside, revealing his original short hair, his battle intent rising further.
"Tch." Amano Hiro snorted softly and turned to Rize. "Let's go."
Rize looked slightly surprised. "You are not going to keep watching?"
"Not watching." Amano Hiro stepped toward the exit. "It is time to handle proper business."
Privately he muttered. Now that the wig is off, what is left to watch.
In a concealed surveillance room, the white-haired Dr. Kanou Akihiro watched the monitors with a fanatical expression.
"It is time to deploy the experimental subject, Eto-san."
Leaning against the wall, Eto nodded lightly, her voice calm and flat.
"That sounds right."
She turned toward the shadowed corner, where a tall cloaked figure stood silently.
"Could I trouble you to go, Takizawa-kun?"
From beneath the cloak slowly lifted a face. It was Takizawa Seidou, known as the "Pineapple King."
His mouth stretched into a twisted grin, madness flickering in his eyes.
"My stomach... is so hungry."
...
Amano Hiro and Rize moved through the chaotic corridors of the venue, preparing to find members of the Clowns and kill them.
These people would later become accomplices of Furuta Nimura. Leaving them alive would ultimately be a calamity.
Just after turning a corner, a provocative figure suddenly appeared in their view.
Amano Hiro's steps paused slightly. A slender woman wearing a black eyepatch
and a leather bikini happened to meet them face to face.
Mayu was also momentarily stunned, but she did not react excessively, merely turning silently to leave.
In that lightning-fast instant.
Four crimson rinkaku burst forth at a speed impossible to track with the naked eye,
piercing straight through Mayu's body and lifting her entire form into the air.
"Ugh." Mayu spat blood, her eyes widening in disbelief. "You... what are you doing..."
Rize stepped forward slowly, the corner of her lips curving into a dangerous smile. "I am truly sorry. A vulgar appearance like yours has soiled my beloved eyes."
Hearing this absurd reason, Mayu tried to speak again. "You..."
Before the word finished, the four rinkaku flared with scarlet light, and violent force instantly tore her body into pieces.
Rize gracefully withdrew her kagune, as if she had merely done something trivial.
She looped her arm back through Amano Hiro's and smiled brightly. "Let us go, my dear."
Watching this scene, Amano Hiro's mouth twitched involuntarily.
He had indeed glanced a few times just now, but any normal man,
upon encountering Mayu dressed so boldly, would inevitably look more than once.
He realized Rize's possessiveness seemed to be growing stronger, drifting somewhat toward the yandere direction. Still, that was not entirely bad.
Though it did need correction. Mild was fine. If it turned into someone like Gasai Yuno, that would be terrifying.