As the Daughter of Demon King, Part 4

Ten kilometers above the sky.

There was a jumbo airplane in that sky. With sea of cloud below, while the powerful

jet engines were rumbling loudly, the plane was heading straight for America.

But, the flight of that airplane was in a situation that wasn't normal at all. It was

because there were multiple fighter aircrafts following behind that airplane from

slight distance. It wasn't because there was near miss between planes or because this

airplane was actually the exclusive airplane of the president. The reason why fully

armed fighter aircrafts were flying behind passenger airplane keeping watch was one.

It was for the sake of shooting down the airplane in the worst case, before damage

could be inflicted to the country. Because an airplane that was hijacked by terrorist

wasn't any different with a flying cannon shell possessing great mass.

Yes, that passenger plane was currently being hijacked by terrorists. Due to the

terrorists that somehow slipped handguns aboard the plane, inside the plane was now

being ruled by nervousness and fear.

[Oi, you...]

[?]

Everyone was staying quiet, only waiting for this fearful time to leave. A passenger

businessman stole a look at a patrolling terrorist before calling with a small voice at

the young man across the pathway beside him.

So that he wouldn't be standing out, the young man only lifted up his hanging down

head slightly. When he directed a glance at the businessman that was calling him,

immediately after a small paper scrap was thrown on the lap of the young man.

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The young man was startled and he directed his gaze at the businessman, but at that

time the businessman was already looking down and sitting quietly on his seat, as

though nothing had happened.

The young man was feeling a sensation of cold sweat going down on his back while

being careful of the patrolling terrorist, he spread open the folded paper scrap inside

his palm.

――17:35

There was only that written on the paper. Normally such writing would be too cryptic,

but the young man felt a shock as though electricity was running through his body. He

guessed it. The written time which was ten more minutes from the current time, was

the time where the situation inside the plane might change greatly.

With a glance, the young man gazed at the businessman at his side. The businessman

also moved his gaze without moving his face, and gave a small nod. The will to rise in

counterattack in order to resolve this hijacking incident, existed in that businessman.

Most likely this paper had gone not only to this young man, but also to other people.

It was unknown who was the one that started circulating this paper, but the person

who dispatched this paper, should be expecting for even one more people to answer

the call.

Surely it was because that person had vaguely guessed the objective of the terrorist,

that he decided to make a sink-or-swim gamble. In the recent news, there was an

abundance of topic regarding suicide bombing. The features of the terrorists' face

obviously looked like the characteristic features of the people of the country where

the famous terrorist organization that was reported everyday in news belonged. In

that case, it was possible to imagine the worst case regarding the objective of this

plane hijacking.

The young man, thinking that they would die anyway if this situation kept on, scolded

his heart that was withering in fear and nodded briskly at the businessman. And then,

in order to increase the number of courageous comrades even just by one, he secretly

handed over the paper where the time for counterattack was written to other person.

Before long, inside the plane where eerie silence was ruling, the watches of the

passengers were about to reach the time that was written. Tension was suddenly

rising. Beside the young man, the businessman was wiping the sweat on his forehead.

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The young man also understood really well that feeling. Their fate might be decided

at a few minutes later. The tension the businessman was feeling wasn't something

average. The young man himself was feeling the sweat that was trickling down on his

back and neck and the feeling of his body growing cold.

But, at that time, the back of the plane suddenly became noisy. Angry yell and scream,

and then *pan* the sound of gunshot resounded. The young man lost color. It finally

began.

The young man and the businessman, and then several men――a father with family, a

middle aged male who seemed to ride the plane with his wife, and so on, they were

looking for chance while their face was straining with tension.

And then, the terrorists who noticed the strangeness at the back of the plane rushed

from their post while saying something, it was at that moment

[UOOOOOOOOH]

[Hold them down-]

[Steal the gun-]

The passengers who had conspired beforehand simultaneously revolted. One of the

terrorists who turned his back was tackled from behind, the tackler desperately held

down the hand of the terrorist who didn't let go of his gun even when he fell. One other

terrorist, when he turned his gaze at his tackled comrade he was also immediately

wrestled by the father with family who was right at the terrorist's side and both of

them fell on the floor.

It became noisy inside the plane. At the same time, the hope that perhaps at this rate

they would be able to subdue the terrorists, were beginning to spread between the

passengers.

But,

*pan-*

A single gunshot resounded, at the same time, the businessman who was holding

down a terrorist slumped down while groaning. And then one more shot. *pan* A

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gunshot resounded, and the father with family who was holding down another

terrorist screamed and fell.

Immediately, the terrorists punched away the other passengers, and then they further

shot with their handgun while cursing and standing up. The young man who was

similarly shot on his leg was making a pained voice while turning his gaze, and there

he saw the figure of a flight attendant holding a small handgun.

[No way...why...]

The young man leaked out a bewildered voice. That was only natural. The flight

attendant was a blonde haired Caucasian, no matter how he looked her nationality

was different from the terrorists.

Due to the feature of the terrorists and the everyday news, the passengers were

completely under the impression that the terrorist organization was made up from

the race of that country only. But in fact, the terrorists had took methods of abducting

people of various countries which they brainwashed, before they returned the people

to their original country in order to cooperate with the terrorisms, so terrorists were

not necessarily limited to the race of only that country.

[Father-, father-]

[Dear-, hang in there-]

Anxious voices mixed with scream reverberated. Looking there, a young girl and a

mother were crying while clinging at the shot father.

The male terrorists who were swearing while venting their anger at the revolting

passengers, the moment they saw those family crying, their expression changed into

something ugly as though to say that they had found a good target to be made into

lesson. They then walked toward that family.

[The sin of treating with disdain our kindness of making you all accompanying us in a

honorable death is heavy. Just die meaninglessly, along with your whole family.]

The terrorist aimed his handgun at the family. The shot father, even while his

expression was growing pale from bleeding too much he desperately tried to cover

over his daughter and wife.

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Everyone imagined the tragic end of the family. The fact that their revolt ended in

complete failure would be planted inside the passengers with this public execution.

But, when the terrorist was about to pull the trigger, suddenly gunshot thundered at

the back of the plane. The terrorist's hand stopped moving due to that sound.

However, guessing that the same thing like here was happening at the back, he

immediately put strength into his finger on the trigger.

Right after that, gunshot sounds in succession could be heard once more. The

terrorist's movement stopped once more while thinking that they were being really

flashy at the back there. At that time, the terrorists who were in this area were

believing without doubt, that their comrades were also making example at the back

there.

After all, there was also brainwashed conspirator from other country hiding back

there too, so no matter what happened they could launch surprise attack, there were

also more terrorists that were stationed at the back compared at the front here.

Regarding the consecutive gunshots, there were a lot hot-blooded guys among the

terrorists, so the terrorists here thought that it was because of that.

[Oi oi, just what are those guys doing back there?]

[...Yeah. As expected they are shooting too much. Just what are they going to do if a

stray bullet hit the window.]

The terrorists looked at each other's face dubiously. The cause of that was because of

the intense shooting sound that was reverberating even now.

The objective of the terrorists was a suicide attack at the capital of America using the

hijacked plane. They couldn't let the plane to crash until then so they had to pay

meticulous attention even when they were using gun. Yet regardless of that, right now

the gunshot sounds audible from the back of the plane made them think that the

shooter wasn't making any consideration like that, instead it sounded like a shooting

that was done in desperation to death.

[Oi, Nadim, Karim, what are you all doing? Report the situation.]

Because the front and the back area of the plane were partitioned from each other and

they couldn't see what was happening, they were unable to grasp the situation by

eyesight. And so they used communication device to contact the others, but what they

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could hear was only[Impossible-! What, is that-] incomprehensible voice that was a

mix of terror, unease, and confusion.

[Oi, Nadim! Just what is going on! Report-]

『A woman is-, it's impossible-! The gun doesn't work-. The blonde woma――』

The voice of the man called Nadim cut off. At the same time, the fierce gunshot sounds

also stopped.

An eerie silence enveloped inside the plane.

The terrorist who was staring at the communication device gave a signal using his

gaze at the other man and the flight attendant. Both of them nodded and aimed their

gun at the partition toward the back area.

『This is Yosef. Saeed. What happened to Nadim and others? Just what is happening

over there?』

The communication from the terrorist comrade that was occupying the cockpit came.

The door to the cockpit was solidly closed, it had been arranged previously that the

door couldn't be opened no matter what happened at the passenger area. And so, the

terrorist who introduced himself as Yosef didn't come out from the cockpit, but he

could still communicate and asked for report that the other terrorist couldn't ignore.

Furthermore, Yosef was able to accomplish the trespassing into the sturdy cockpit

that normally couldn't be opened by any mean in the middle of flight, was because

beforehand the terrorists had taken the pilot's family hostage. The pilot who was

pressed with mortifying choice, even while vaguely understanding that he would be

killed anyway in the end, even while comprehending that the option would only

worsen the situation, but when he was shown the image of his young son's soft skin

being pressed with a knife, he finally chose to obey the terrorists. The one who carried

the guns inside the plane and opened the cockpit door was also the pilot.

[I don't know. We will confirm it now.]

Saeed said that, and then he approached the partition to the back area while readying

his gun.

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But, before he reached the partition, the cause of the abnormality finally arrived from

the other side. A slender finger peeked out from the edge of the partition, and then

like that the partition was casually opened wide.

[Oo]

[...]

For a moment, Saeed forgot even the situation and leaked out an admiring voice. The

other male terrorist was also wordless, but his eyes opened wide in obvious shock.

The one who showed her figure from the back area, with smooth and fluffy golden

hair fluttering, crimson eyes narrowing with sleepy look, was a peerless beautiful girl

that was like a bisque doll. It went without saying, that it was Yue in girl mode.

In order to trample all the scheme of the terrorist and made all of their action to

become meaningless, she boarded the hijacked plane using space teleportation.

Yue's eyes ran through the terrorists in turn. Saeed whose gaze met Yue's felt his body

temperature rising against a girl who could only be seen as a girl in the first half of her

teen. Even though the appearance of this girl could only be seen as a small girl no

matter how he observed her, but the atmosphere she was clad with was the

personification of bewitchment itself. It felt like he was an insect that was lured by an

insect trap, if he let his guard down then it felt like he would assault the girl while

staggering on his feet.

Yue turned his gaze at the family who was trembling at Saeed's feet. The family was

also directing dumbfounded gaze at the beautiful girl who suddenly appeared.

[...It's fine.]

Yue smiled at the little girl who was clinging on her father and gave her those words.

And then, casually, without any wariness, she walked toward the family.

That extremely defenseless figure reversely caused Saeed to return to his sense, then

his gaze moved toward the back area through the opened partition. Over there

was...

[-, What, are. What are you doing...Carlo-]

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There, he saw a scene of his comrade on his knees, strangling his own neck by himself.

It seemed that the man was already unconscious, the white of his eyes was exposed

while foam was coming out from his mouth. It was really an abnormal scene.

[...I'm no match for Kaori, but this much is no problem.]

Saeed returned to his senses once more due to that voice which came from below him.

With a 'hah' he lowered his gaze, there the figure of Yue holding her hand over the

shot father, and the figure of the father enveloped in faint golden light could be seen.

It was as though time was being rewound, the blood was flowing back into the wound

of the father before the wound was visible closing. The bullet that entered the body

was also pushed out from the wound and fell down with a 'plop'. The mother and

daughter were dazed, staring at that miraculous scenery.

Yue who ascertained that the wound had been closed quietly stood up. She was just

right in front of Saeed. Perhaps because he had witnessed unimaginable scenes one

after another, the inside of Saeed's head was already all messed up.

Even so, his long years of training and experience of terrorism that he had moved his

body on its own accord, telling him only that the too beautiful girl in front of his eyes

was a threat for him and his comrades. His gun muzzle aimed at Yue's head and his

hand thrust forward the gun.

[Yo, you, just who in the――]

[...All of you too, it's fine already.]

Even with gun muzzle thrust at her, the girl didn't show even a bit of agitation. Rather,

Yue who looked like she didn't even acknowledge his existence caused Saeed's

expression to cramp.

Yue who acted as though she was not concerned of Saeed waved her fingertip like a

baton and scattered golden light. After that, the businessman who was on the verge of

death from heavy wound, the young man, and the other passengers who participated

on the revolt had their wound healed similarly like the father just now. It didn't stop

there, even the people who had already lost their life had their heartbeat brought back

and they recovered their consciousness.

For the passengers, that was exactly a scene of miracle.

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But, for the terrorists, it was a scene of nightmare.

Therefore,

[Kuh, this monster-]

*pan-*, Saeed pulled the trigger and the bullet flew toward Yue. It was a shot that was

impossible to miss from this close range. Everyone's mind showed them the scene of

death where the brain of the girl who manifested this miracle would be splattered

from her head.

But,

[Such, thing...impossible.]

The bullet stopped still at the space in front of Yue. In the air where there was nothing,

as though something soft was blocking the way, without any change on the shape of

the bullet it was floating still.

Yue's gaze was turned at Saeed once more. There was no emotion at all in those cold

eyes. The moment Saeed saw that, he was made to understand whether he wanted or

not. That for the girl before his eyes, he was something without value, just like the

pebble at the roadside. There was no meaning in him getting born, he brought nothing

but harm by living, just a hindrance to be removed, he would vanish without anyone

even lifting an eye of it...that was the kind of existence he had.

[Uh, aaAAAAAAAA-]

His very existence was rejected. That terror, that humiliation, caused Saeed to burst.

From very close range, he continued to pull the trigger like possessed. Following after

him, the other terrorist and the flight attendant also aimed at Yue and fired.

The passengers screamed. However, that too happened only for a bit. When they saw

that all few dozen of bullets were floating still midair around Yue, their scream was

gradually dying down.

Saeed and others desperately changed their handgun's magazine and continued to

shoot until all the bullets that they had ran out.

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Like that, *kachink* such transient sound echoed. The handgun that had its top slid

back still, informed them of the end. Yue who was completely unmoving during all

those slowly ran her gaze through Saeed and others. The bullets floating around Yue

fell on the floor all at once and scattered. And then, a word.

[...so?]

[-]

[Ua...]

[Hih]

Saeed and others staggered backward. Their handguns fell on the floor with a thump.

Already there was only fear that could be seen in their eyes.

[You are, you are, what are――]

[....You have no need to know. For now, 『Shut up』.]

[-]

Saeed's mouth opened and closed trying to ask Yue's true identity. But the moment

Yue told him[Shut up] , his voice couldn't come out. While Saeed was staring in a daze,

Yue's words came out further.

[...『Kneel』]

Saeed and others simultaneously kneeled. There, Yue let out the finishing――"Divine

Statement".

[...『Slowly strangle, your own neck』]

Until the end, Yue's crimson eyes possessed no color of emotion at all toward them.

That became the last sight that Saeed and others saw.

Yue's gaze moved toward the last enemy, toward the terrorist who was occupying the

cockpit. And then, when she walked toward the solid door between her and the

cockpit as though such thing was only something trivial,

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*DOGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON-*

[-]

Fierce shock and thunderous sound assaulted inside the plane. Right after that, the

plane tilted down with a jerk, and oxygen masks fell down from overhead all over the

place. The passengers screamed. The passengers who were seated at the back area

witnessed black smoke spouting out intensely from the two wings of the plane and

their face turned pale all at once.

It appeared that all the four engines that were installed on the plane were destroyed.

Perhaps it should be said that it was a miracle that the wings themselves were still

intact. Or else, perhaps it had been calculated to end like that.

Yue's gaze quietly narrowed toward the cockpit. The cause of this was obvious. The

last terrorist judged that at this rate there was a high possibility the suicide attack to

America's capital would fail due to the abnormality happening inside the plane, so he

activated the set up explosive.

As a matter of fact, this was the third hijacked plane that Yue had boarded and

suppressed. The judgment of Yosef that was made with great resolve was surely

because he was thinking that even if the plane he hijacked himself couldn't fulfill the

objective, there were still the other hijacked planes. Rather than having this plane

completely suppressed and then taken back, he would prefer to crash this plane down

sacrificing the many American passengers, bringing as much tragedy as possibly for

America. He didn't directly destroy the body of the plane and instead only the engine,

was surely because of his thinking of making even greater damage by choosing the

place where they plane would fall.

[...Nn, this is my error. I'll balance this mistake.]

Right after Yue was talking to herself like that, she used "Heaven Existence" to erase

her figure from inside the plane.

[Am I, dreaming?]

The one who muttered that in a daze was the pilot who was following after the

passenger airplane. There was a voice demanding situation report resounding from

the radio, but the pilot didn't have the composure to answer that.

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But, surely it would be cruel for anyone to criticize the pilot for that. The reason was,

because at the end of his gaze, there was the blackly smoking plane that had just been

falling due to the sudden explosion which was then enveloped by golden light at the

next moment and continued to fly straight even now, it was because of this extremely

absurd sight that caused the pilot to be like that.

And what caused the pilot's gaze to be nailed in place, what forced him to be

dumbfounded, was the figure of a girl standing on top of that airplane. A person was

standing on top of a plane that was flying in high altitude――even though just that was

enough to make him doubted his own sanity, there was also how that girl was

enveloped in the same golden light like the plane and furthermore a pair of shining

wings were spread from her back.

Perhaps noticing the gaze of the pilot, the golden girl――Yue turned her face at his

direction. And then, she suddenly showed a smile. ――The fighter aircraft jerked

violently. The pilot was pressing on his chest as though he had been shot through by

something. He should quickly grasp the control stick instead of that.

Yue who returned her gaze to the front then normally began to walk on the plane, as

though the wind resistance and the temperature had no effect at all. She got down in

front of the cockpit.

[A, a girl? No, but, eh?]

[Wha-, wha-, wha-wha-wha-wha-]

The pilot who was bleeding from his head and Yosef were making really funny faces.

The copilot was lying down from getting shot. It seemed that he was still barely

breathing, but perhaps he could only kept his life just for a few more minutes. Yue,

while being enveloped in golden light too, quietly pointed her fingertip at the copilot.

Immediately, a faint light enveloped the copilot and healed his wound.

[Yo, you are-. This, monster-]

Yosef guessed the reason why he couldn't contact his comrades at the passenger area

and raised a trembling angry voice. And then, he aimed his handgun at Yue who was

outside the cockpit and he was about to pull the trigger. He planned to crash this plane

anyway. After this far he wouldn't even hesitate about something like breaking the

window of the cockpit.

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However,

[...『Don't move』]

[-]

Naturally, his movement was easily stopped. The pilot was bewildered at Yosef whose

movement hardened with a snap like a stone. But, at the next moment, Yosef's figure

vanished into thin air.

Yue teleported him. That Yosef the appeared right above the plane at the blind spot

from the cockpit. Yes, he appeared at the outside of the jumbo airplane flying at the

altitude of eight kilometer with speed of few hundred kilometer per hour.

Furthermore, he was looking up with his hands spread apart as though he was being

crucified, he was completely attached on the top of the plane.

[...Die while freezing.]

Yosef opened wide his eyes. Normally a normal human would immediately lose

consciousness in this condition, but savagely he was given protection of cold and

oxygen supply, so he wouldn't die that easily.

Yue softly flew backward. She flapped her golden wings and then she was flying while

matching her speed with the airplane speed. Looking from the point of view of the

pilot and the copilot who had recovered his consciousness, it looked like there was a

girl floating casually in front of a flying airplane.

Yue floated a smile at the two people who was staring at her in astonishment and,

[...Do your best.]

After saying that, her figure vanished with a puff.

Even after Yue vanished, the plane was still enveloped in golden light. There was only

one engine that was still operating, but the plane could still maintain its altitude. The

difficulty of the piloting was going up, but mysteriously the two pilots didn't feel any

anxiety of the plane crashing.

[...William. I am a criminal.]

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[Captain...]

The pilot was holding the control stick while squeezing out those words from his

throat. Hearing that, the copilot William made a complicated expression that couldn't

say anything. From the conversation of the terrorists, he had guessed that the pilot's

family was kidnapped and he was threatened that his family would be hurt right in

front of his eyes. Perhaps because he could see the expression of the pilot that was

filled with bitterness, that even now after he almost just died William was unable to

say any word of vilification.

The pilot told to such William.

[But, god has told a criminal like me, live. Do your best, deliver the passengers safely

home. If you cannot agree with this, then I'll stay quiet and yield the control to you.

But, if――]

[Captain. I too have a family. If my son meets the same experience like your son, a

confidence that I can say that I'll prioritize the passengers still...is something that I

don't have.]

The words of the pilot were cut off in the middle by William. And then, he nodded with

a serious expression while returning to the copilot seat. That gesture indicated more

eloquently than any words, that he would leave this plane to the pilot one more time.

[...My thanks. This is, my last flight. No matter what happen, I swear I'll land this

plane safely.]

[It's going to be fine, captain. After all, the protection of the goddess is with us.]

[Yeah, you're right.]

The captain's face warped difficultly. That was a complicated expression that was a

mix of relieve and regret, gratitude and apology, and various other feelings.

(Goddess. Please I beg you no matter how shameless this sound. My family….please-)

The captain couldn't help but pray like that in front of the miracle that he witnessed.

Half day later, the tattered airplane that was enveloped in golden light safely landed.

In the middle of the airport that was in uproar due to the unprecedented situation,

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the captain who was receiving questioning heard how his family was saved by a rabbit

eared beautiful woman. And then, he became a zealous believer of the golden goddess

and the rabbit eared beauty.