SAVİOR

Days had passed. Evening had fallen. The team was at the bar again.

Kozuki stood up from his chair with a heavy movement. Raising his whiskey glass, he shouted with a smile, like a commander who had won a victory:

"Tomorrow morning, that bank will be destroyed."

Miyamoto startled. He sat up straight and opened his eyes wide. His voice stuttered:

"Tomorrow? We haven't even discussed the plan yet…"

Kozuki downed his whiskey in one gulp. He slammed the empty glass on the table. His eyes were still cold. He didn't care. In a calm but threatening tone, he muttered:

"The plan is simple. Beam in, take it, create chaos, get out."

Irva spread his arms wide, his voice rising:

"Miyamoto is right, Kozuki. This won't work!"

Kozuki shook his head from side to side and sighed. The contempt in his voice was obvious:

"You guys are so boring."

Haruki suddenly interrupted, his voice serious:

"I'm coming too."

Kozuki turned to him. His eyes softened for a moment, but quickly became serious again:

"You stay here, Haruki. I have no doubt we'll be back." Then he added with a smirk: "Think of it as an offer... you're the one who can't teleport, after all."

Haruki clenched his fist and slammed it on the table:

"Don't drag me into that mess. You're all addicted to him!"

Kozuki gave him an icy stare, his voice harsh:

"Fuck off. We're fine here."

Haruki sighed, then replied with a scornful smile:

"At least thanks to you, I don't have to deal with trees here."

Irva suddenly stood up. He slammed his hand on the table, his voice rising:

"Guys! This plan will be different from the others!"

He disappeared from view. Within seconds, he returned with his hair disheveled and his face sweaty. He left the documents, sketches, and plans related to the bank on the table. His eyes were shining with seriousness.

"What you have to do is simple: I'll cut the power, call you, and cause a commotion inside. You'll go into the room where the money is, take whatever you need, and get out. Understood?"

Haruki crossed his arms over his chest:

"You realize how boring it is for me to sit here doing nothing, don't you?"

Kozuki turned to him. This time his voice was a little more sincere:

"You're our comrade. We won't let anything happen to you."

Irva continued:

"There are at least forty guards in the banks after you. But we're lucky that the guns have no effect on us anymore."

Miyamoto shook his head and spoke up:

"The problem isn't the guns. It's panic. That place will be a panic pit. We won't have time to sense it if we don't teleport."

Kozuki stood up. He looked around. His eyes were determined.

"I trust you, kids."

—

At noon, there were only two security guards in front of the city's largest bank. They were smoking, their eyes glazed over as they watched their surroundings. Suddenly, Irva appeared in the security room. He went to the system panel. He pressed a few buttons. The power went out. The cameras fell silent. The bank's digital heart stopped.

Irva turned back and whispered with a confident smile on his face:

"Let's begin."

—

Kozuki and Miyamoto suddenly appeared in the gold and money room. Gold bars, documents, bags of money... everything was in front of them.

At that moment, a soldier appeared right in front of Miyamoto. The soldier screamed. Another guard pressed the siren button. Red lights began to flash inside the bank. Sirens echoed from outside. Reinforcements were approaching.

Miyamoto panicked and tried to beam himself away, but he couldn't. He fell to his knees, gasping for breath:

"I can't do it! My brother!"

Kozuki turned calmly:

"Focus. Look into that man's eyes."

The moment Miyamoto made eye contact, the soldier was nothing more than a frightened man. His presence seemed to fade away. Miyamoto passed through him, appeared behind him, and kicked him in the back with all his might.

The man collapsed to the ground. A photograph fell from his pocket. Miyamoto picked it up curiously. It was a dimly lit room with only a table inside. He memorized the coordinates and teleported there.

The room was dusty and abandoned. There was only a small flash drive on the table. Miyamoto sighed:

"Is this really it?"

He put the flash drive in his pocket and returned.

—

At that moment, Irva was in the system room. His eyes fixed on a single point. Standing in front of him was someone he knew from the past. His breath quickened. His knees trembled. He fell backward and hit the floor.

"No... no, I can't..."

The soldier's face was not visible. But his voice was cold as ice:

"You chose the wrong path, Irva."

The moment he pointed his gun at Irva, a dark figure appeared behind him. A black silhouette passed through the soldier. It grabbed him by the neck and threw him against the wall. The soldier fainted.

The man bent over Irva and held out his hand:

"Are you okay?"

Irva smiled slightly. She took his hand. Just then, Kozuki appeared in the room. He locked eyes with the man.

"You... How are you using Eden?"

The man grinned:

"Hello, Kozuki."

Kozuki was furious:

"How are you?!"

The man turned to Irva:

"Irva, if you got what you came for, let's go."

He touched Kozuki's arm. Together, they teleported to Miyamoto's side.

—

Everyone gathered again at the bar. When Kozuki saw the man, he was furious. He walked up to him and pushed him by the shoulder:

"Who the hell are you?! How are you using this? How did you know we were coming here?!"

The man raised his hands. He looked at Irva with a smile:

"I can swear that your bartender friend didn't tell me."

All eyes turned to Haruki. Haruki was covered in sweat, but he just smiled.

The man continued calmly:

"Don't be afraid... you're just not paying attention."

He approached Irva. He bowed slightly and took her hand:

"Allow me to introduce myself, my lady."

He kissed her hand.

"I am Kisaragi. Pleased to meet you."

Irva bowed her head slightly, her face flushed.

Kisaragi turned to Kozuki:

"This settles us, doesn't it?"

Kozuki didn't understand anything. He was just getting more and more angry.

—

On the table were gold, documents, money, and a small flash drive shining on the floor. Miyamoto bent down and picked it up:

"I found this in a secret room. I don't know what it is."

Haruki put his hand on his head and sighed:

"Bro, I'm bored. Give me a job to do..."

Irva smiled. She threw the flash drive:

"Here, this is your task."

Haruki looked at him sarcastically.

Irva called out hurriedly:

"Plug it in. We need to know what it is."

Haruki plugged in the flash drive. But a password appeared on the screen.

"There's a password. Unfortunately, I can't get in."

Irva asked anxiously:

"Is there no way?"

Haruki raised his head and replied with a cold expression:

"No."

—

Kozuki slowly approached Irva. He sat down silently. He asked in a soft voice:

"Is there something you want to say, Irva?"

Irva bowed her head. She was fidgeting with her fingers.

"I know what you're talking about. It was someone from my military service. He was trying to do his job. But I was the last person who should have done it."

Silence fell. Everyone bowed their heads.

Kisaragi approached. He turned to Irva:

"I don't know what happened, but they deserved what they got."

Kozuki, Haruki, and Miyamoto shouted at the same time:

"DON'T YOU DARE!"

And the night continued in silence.