I rolled and dodged the chakdu.
But one of the blades that had started raining down had already buried itself in my foot.
“…!”
In that same instant, Agent Choi charged at me at terrifying speed and pulled something else out with his hand.
Something round.
A glass marble glinting in the light of the dreamlike solution.
‘A portable Glass Prison!’
The moment that thing hit me, I would be bound and sent to the Supernatural Disaster Management Agency’s infamous Glass Prison.
The moment that happened, everything would be over.
The spy work. The Wish Ticket.
‘No.’
I yanked the chakdu out of my foot, gritted my teeth, and rolled to the side.
Ting, tidi-ding….
The glass marble I narrowly avoided bounced away with a bright little sound, but—
the prison had already opened.
“……!”
The guilty one
shall receive
the binding rope
From the glass void, countless hands reached out and snatched at me.
I clung to the office fixtures, but it wasn’t enough. I was dragged in with them. As my hand scraped across the floor and was pulled along, I heard the sound of my nails shattering.
I didn’t even have time to pull out an item.
‘Brown!’
-Oh, it seems you are desperately hoping for your Good Friend’s devoted assistance, my friend!
-But that will be difficult.
What?
-This is a decision for the sake of a more interesting development, so I trust Mr. Roe Deer will understand willingly. Ah, and yet my heart is torn as well! Truly it is….
-Your predicament, my friend!
My blood ran cold.
Just like that, I was trapped inside the glass.
Chrrrra-lak.
With a clear, sharp sound, as though the glass itself were…