Kamijou dragged the unconscious customers and workers out into the rain from the family restaurant that looked like it could collapse at any moment. He wanted to ensure they were not crushed when it did. Next, he began treating the injured. Only the men in black had had any limbs blown off. He forcefully tied off the wounds with rope to stop the bleeding. His feelings must not have caught up with him yet because he did not panic even when looking at those wounds. That actually scared him more.
He then called an ambulance, but he guessed they had about a 50/50 chance of reaching the hospital given the state of the city.
(Oh, right. I have to find Last Order…)
Kamijou looked around, but she was of course not there. He ran through the rain and entered a nearby Anti-Skill station. He had thought that would be the likeliest place she would go for help. However, the station was completely silent and he found only an Anti-Skill man collapsed forward on a table.
The situation was the same as the restaurant. Kamijou went around to two or three more distant stations, but they were the same. They would not have been safe. But then where had Last Order run off to?
Time passed as he was running around searching.
He then remembered what was in his pocket.
It was a cute cell phone with a childish design. Last Order had dropped it when she ran from the family restaurant. She could not contact anyone without it.
(She's being targeted by those men in black and that Roman Catholic woman named Vento… I can't waste any more time.)
Vento was technically targeting Kamijou, but he doubted she would smile and play nice if Last Order did come across her. She did not seem the type who would be mindful of others just because they were not her actual target.
"…"
Kamijou looked back at Last Order's cell phone.
He felt bad doing so, but he turned it on and brought up its address book.
Kamijou did not know if Last Order had fled on her own or if she had asked someone she knew for help. But if she had asked for help, he might be able to find her through these addresses. And even if she had not, he needed to inform those she knew of her danger. They could also tell him where Last Order was likely to go.
The address book contained very few entries.
He did not even need to scroll down to see all of them because there were no more than four. The numbers had been entered with no names. It only contained the blunt default entries of "Entry 1", "Entry 2", etc. It was possible her guardian had given it to her and she never actually used it herself.
Kamijou began calling each number in turn.
However, they only continued ringing. No one answered. Vento's strange attack may have spread farther than he thought.
The first three returned only silence.
If the final entry was the same, this method would be a dead end.
He pressed the button with a prayer in his heart.
He brought the cell phone to his ear.
And the dull ringing noise began playing in his ear as he stood beneath the pouring rain.