[color=3d7213][h2]Bright Elementary School[/h2][/color]

The storm of bloody droplets rang out across the quadrangle, going wide and covering a large amount of area with a miniscule amount of paradoxically-sharp droplets of blood. As it turns out, it takes a lot more than a few dozen liters of liquid to cover the span of a city block in precipitation. The end result was a short, sharp shower of needles scattered across a mostly-uninhabited expanse of concrete. A number of hits were scored, to some effect.

 One of the officers suffered an extremely-painful injury from a droplet falling through his shoulder. A cop car's chassis and front seat was imperceptibly damaged, and would annoy the driver for weeks to come. Far off on the other end of the quadrangle, an eleven-year-old child was skewered from crown to groin by a droplet, and immediately went into shock, to the horror of her classmates.

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Thoroughly nonplussed, Kenji watched as Yukoshi fled the area. Hundreds of witnesses, from policemen to students to SDF soldiers, had seen what she did, what she looks like, and what direction she was headed towards. Now that they had several [i]confirmed[/i] murders instead of a number of assaults on police officers, they had all the justification needed to assault Yukoshi and her extreme burden. How they would respond was currently unknown, but one thing was certain: it would not be pleasant for anybody. 

The police, apparently occupied by the sight of this unbelievable murderer attempting to make an escape, rushed into their cars and started them up. Sirens blaring and engines roaring, the police were off on hot pursuit, leaving only six officers, a firetruck, and two ambulances hastily offloading stretchers and paramedics.

When the sound of the stricken eleven-year-old reached Kenji, he reacted quickly. He gripped Hachirou by the shoulder, and teleported into the of the quadrangle. Taking care not to step on the dessicated corpses of the innocent police officers Yukoshi and her cohort had so blithely murdered, he took his hand off Hachirou and calmly jogged over to the group of children and teachers.

Kenji spoke slowly, calmly, and loudly. He hadn't had much time to recover from seeing Yukoshi and Friend's pitiless slaughter and the destruction of the Stock Exchange, but, as a Yakuza, he was fully prepared to put on a brave facade. Kenji smiled nervously, and did his level best to block the view of Sakura's unabashed butchery from the children present.

[color=3d7213]"Please come with me, everyone-- it should be safe now. The terrorists have fled. Hachirou and I have come to help you all out!"[/color]