Here is Blue Justice!

Three days after that day, I didn't blame you in particular. In the meantime, he didn't fire me. In other words, as usual, the hero dispatcher did not have a job, and there was no official decree from the organization, so he did his job as a combatant. Coal bamboo chief asked me a lot, but I misled him appropriately. Well, I knew I had a lower end.

It was an easy night's work. My colleagues are also in a good mood in the modem. He asked me out for a drink, and I'm in a good mood. I was drinking with Sashi the other day. For the first time in a long time, I can have fun with the guys I can't care about. I haven't heard from Colors either. I don't even have an organization job tomorrow. In other words:

"Did you book a tavern?

"Let's drink guns, guns. So karaoke."

"Aoi, you're not talking about numbers anymore! Ha ha, let me hear you around!

"What did you do, man? No!

Let's have some fun with the ol'! That is. Only young people were pushing our backs. Tomorrow, I guess some guys have a job, but I won't think about it there. If that's what you're thinking, we don't have a job as combatants.

I finished dressing all of them and got an appointment. Then when someone gets up, the door opens. Nature, everyone's attention went that way.

"Aoi! I'm here!

It was a short, brown-skinned girl who came into the pantry. It exposes the skin at all costs. Next to her stood a man with silver hair and thin lines.

"... who, that kid?

"Suddenly what?

"Hiha, you're so cute!

Isn't it a bad idea? My colleagues don't know who these people are. I mean, it must be the first time I've seen it.

The man is Mr. Edo. The girl is Green, not the Esmerald of the Four Heavens. Why are you here?

"Aoi, if you're here, reply!

"Aoi? Hey, I'm not calling you. What, your sister?

"Introduce me. Hey, you're not exactly alike."

It would be useless to keep quiet. My colleagues were making noise as they please. I get up. In the meantime, I bowed my head to Mr. Edo.

"Ha-ha, you're here. Aoi! Still not blue! Is that it? But you look pale."

That would make your complexion worse. This situation is incomprehensible. Did you come to plead guilty to me for being busy, or did you come to tell me you were fired? Anyway, I only have a bad feeling.

"I'm sorry, but can anyone but Aoi leave?

"Ah? That's what I was gonna get out of, but what are you guys doing here later?

Mr. Edo sighs and arms together. Don't piss that guy off. I'm in a bad position.

"Look, guys! Seriously, seriously, I'm sorry, but for today! Oh, please. Next time, explain it properly! Huh!?"

"What happened to Aoi's drink? I made an appointment."

I want to go, too.

"I'm sorry, Aoi, but could you join us for a drink later?

Mr. Edo told me, and I nodded many times.

"Anyway, please!

My life is hanging!

It was reluctant, but my colleagues walked out of the booth to tell me how desperate I was. The ones left are me, Mr. Edo and Mr. Esmerald. What the hell do you say starts?

"... First, why didn't you show your face here?"

Mr. Edo said quietly, slowly. It was like he was pushing anger to death, like that.

"That, that. I thought you were fired..."

"Were you going to embarrass Master Esmerald? XIII. Troops with numbers will be completed for the first time when this number is aligned. I'm just a little disappointed in you."

You didn't say anything, did you?

"Three days, we waited for you to come. But if you can't wait any longer, Mr. Esmerald."

"How are you, Aoi?"

Like a girl, Lady Esmerald laughs.

"... I'm not going to fire you. I don't think I ever talked about numbers. Most importantly, Master Esmerald loves you very much."

"Oh, really?"

"Really, unfortunately,"

I am distracted from the evil eye, which is so horrible, filled with resentment, spiciness, jealousy and envy.

"Aoi, are you reflecting, reflecting. They say reflection is important."

"Yes, I'm reflecting"

"Well, it's Kaisan today. See you tomorrow! Come on, I'll wait!

Down from the chair, Master Esmerald smiles uncontrollably and leaves the modem behind. Um, I hope you don't leave Mr. Edo.

"If that's what you're saying, I'm not saying anything anymore. Aoi, I want you to take pride in having Esmerald-like numbers from tomorrow, and encourage me to work."

"Of course!

"Yeah, I'm hoping. I'm sorry to interrupt. Was there a drinking party? Forget about it. Enjoy it a lot."

Edo, who was on the verge of running out of bees, laughed at me at the end of the day. Good. Something's worked out.

With the two of you gone, I'll stick my face up against my desk. Honestly, I didn't feel alive. Either way, the Four Heavens and their right-handed presence. If you're in a bad mood, it's easy to fire me. Physically. Must be. Anyway, starting tomorrow, we're really gonna work as numbers. Let's do our best. Yeah.

Three days after it came with the numbers, I wasn't given a big job. It's not just me. In the first place, it seemed to me that none of Master Esmerald's troops worked alone. The Phantom, with the same numbers as me, even to the combatants at the end who are not. After listening to a lot of stories, they said the pay would go in even if they didn't do anything, so most people laughed that they were rather lucky. Until the other day, he was made to work like a cow horse, so he couldn't be restless.

"Work?"

Therefore, I also decided to talk to Mr. Edo and see it.

"Yeah, well, I'm not doing anything because I'm sitting a little poorly."

"... great heart, but your position is different from that of a former combatant. You work under one of the four kings, Esmerald," but you don't.

"As a person in the organization to which I belong, as a subordinate of Lady Esmerald, I want you to come to work with pride, with the numbers chosen. We have our work to do. If the right time comes, they'll work for you even if they don't want to."

Yeah, well, is that right? But this one, I don't remember having any pride. I don't know under which Phantom, but if they called me, I'd run and shake my tail, and if they told me to go, I'd run that way, and if they told me to attack, I'd live like I'd run that way. It's good to be easy, but I wonder what it is.

"Excuse me -!

The door opens. Lady Esmerald. Like I said before, he's coming in with a good knock. Still, it was traumatic about the matter.

She starts fishing for cardboard fridge crap. It's something I'm used to, and Mr. Edo doesn't look as bare as he cared.

"Running, attacking and snatching won't be the same as before it came with numbers. But not now. Wait for the opportunity to ripen, hit the prey like a storm, and take it all away. Smart is required. Understand that."

Ya, yeah, something's starting to preach. Failed.

"Look, Aoi, I'm not going to make fun of your six years, the experience you've been accumulating. But if you want to work as an Esmerald-like number, it's the right one…"

"Edo, I want some meat"

"Then let's take it." Um?

Mr. Edo acted quickly. Immediately summon combatants, form troops, set targets, and work out operations. All the numbers were gathered in the empty conference room, enough to remember how hard it was to breathe.

"This time I'm going to the scene too"

Cheers boil. I don't know very well, so I clapped for now. Apparently, it is unusual for Mr. Edo to go directly to the scene.

It was decided quickly, so Edo and the fighters with the numbers are the only ones doing the job this time. Target is the butcher shop. Go, take it. That was all there was to it. It was unscrupulous and rough for me to take the time to say what an intensive operation was like. Is that good, Kyotaro Edo?

My mission was to carry the meat and put it in the cooler box. They are sold in fishing gear stores, etc., and are likely to have a high value inside. Because of this job, Mr. Edo cut himself.

Your job is to target the closing time of the store this evening. Surprisingly, they can get to the scene with numbers and Edo's paid car, not by bus. We're a ten-man wagon, and Mr. Edo is something, an awesome RC. What a guy. Excellent.

"I'm counting on you"

But why am I in Mr. Edo's car passenger seat? This kind of thing is usually seniority - or even if it doesn't come with numbers, a great guy should sit here. And I asked Edo, "It was the designated seat on the previous thirteenth." Apparently, I was about to start taking extra pressure. My predecessor, number 13, was a man who could do unscrupulous work.

"I'll try not to betray you, but are you okay?"

"Even if you've been talking about your worries before it started, you don't think anything that succeeds is going to succeed. But for you, it was your first job as an Esmerald-like number. It's impossible to be nervous, but take it easy."

When I parked my car in the target butcher shop, in the parking lot five hundred meters in front of it, Mr. Edo and the others acted fast. I do my best to follow. I mean, Mr. Edo, you don't wear a suit. Does that mean I can afford it?

Those who secure a route for escape, those who stand on watch and guard their surroundings, and fighters with numbers, will do the prescribed work.

"This way."

Follow the combatants in the suit that says number five and we run down the alley avoiding people's eyes. Behind the butcher shop, he stopped once near the common entrance where employees enter and exit.

Mr. Edo exhales when he puts his "bad" phone back in his pocket. I wonder what's wrong.

"I got a call from number six. I hear the Phantoms from other organizations are rampaging up nearby. There's a couple of heroes going around."

"The route we had prepared, two will crumble."

Four people, including me, are here right now. Though the five of us, including Mr. Edo, were going to mount a raid.

"Fast forward, let's go back."

"No, it's risky. This time, failure is unacceptable."

Time is running out, even if you're lost. It was supposed to be an easy job to take away the meat.

I have no choice.

"I'll go. Should we stop the hero?

"What? But number thirteen, in you newcomer..."

Mr. Edo took control of the continuation before fighter number seven could say anything.

"Wait. Number thirteen is one of the most trustworthy with numbers, if you say so just because of your combat experience with heroes"

Other combatants squeal for a moment. Well, I mean, it's not a long way down to Dada. It's a little dishonorable though.

"Okay. If Edo says so. But what's his escape route? We're not gonna make it."

"Use the fourth route. I'll pick it up on the way. Number thirteen, Route, you got a good slap in the head, don't you?

I snort. Good, 'cause I couldn't tell you anything at the meeting and I was just looking at the map.

"Then start the situation.... Please, Aoi."

Mr Edo said 'please' so that I could only hear him. Then it only responds.

I ran in the direction where my hero would be. To those who hear noise, to those whose anger flies. Through the alley, rubbing through the building, scratching the crowd, I ran.

"Let's go, Blue, Yellow! Ultra Passion Kick!"

"Whoa! Eat, Phantom, our special attack!

"Get the timing right. Oh!

There he is.

In the middle of the road, there are three heroes. Red, blue, yellow and three people are dressed in suits based on their respective colors. They've seen it before. We have to get all three of them out, you depressed bastards.

It is the fighters of a different organization from me who are facing heroes like Signalling Machines. He's an easy man to understand, wearing a bright red matching suit. Behind it is a Phantom with horns like beetles. An insect-shaped suit is unusual. A beetle is a defensive beetle-type Phantom among rare insects. If it's there, it's going to stick a little.

But the heroes were about to shoot something like a decision move. Let it be so. I jump out of the shadows and draw their attention.

"Wait! Wait, wait, wait! That's all I got!

Anyway, I don't know what to say. If only I had a loud voice. Ah, heroes look this way. They tend to hate guys who try to stand out more than they do.

"Who is it!?

"You, where do you belong, name your name? No!

My gaze turns this way simultaneously. It felt a little good.

"Ugh, signal trio! I'm your favorite bad guy! Damn, I hate you guys! Hey, beetle bug, I'll give you a hand! These guys are gonna crush you!

The Beetle Phantom looks at me and snorts. He's an oligarchy. But these guys are more trustworthy than good talking.

"Eh, you intruder. But more prey is convenient! Put it together and I'll kick your ass! Fit it, Blue! Yellow!

Not good!

"Throw a stone! Stone! Don't let those guys fly at the right time!

"You said, man!

The combatants start throwing stones, empty cans, whatever's around them to their heroes anyway. If we can't even get a big move on, we can buy time. You can cut it up in the right place.

I bowed my head to the Beetle Phantom and I ran off the spot. This time it was great. For the organisational side of evil, it is a rare victory to see in the game against heroes.

Failing to give out his grand moves, the teamwork collapsed signal trio was surrounded by combatants, struck by a mighty blow by a beetle and beaten until he passed out. I mean, he was still beaten up after he passed out. Even now, he's been beaten. Daily accumulated resentment is horrible. I have to be careful.

Yeah, but they were good guys. Let's give these guys a break at dawn when I'm the perfect hero.

After that, Mr. Edo picked me up, and I succeeded in getting back to the organization safely. In the car, Edo praised me as long as I could, but I was spooked by boulders. Thus, I am not accustomed to being praised for what I say.

Still, there was a sense of accomplishment. My first job was a success, and even heroes were able to get bummed out. It's been a pretty pleasant day in my history for over two decades.

"I don't want it"

Mr. Edo collapsed on the spot while holding the cooler box.

"I'm sleepy. Ed, no more talking, no more interrupting."

To Lady Esmerald, Edo, who went willingly to give her meat, is too pathetic. I couldn't watch.... I wish I had at least taken it in cooked condition.

"Well, then, even for lunch tomorrow..." Mr. Edo had not given up. The line is thin but the mind is strong.

"I don't want it!

Please don't do this anymore!

"Mm" Lady Esmerald looks over here. Wow, your eyes are fine. I mean, I've only been around 10: 00. Complete, kid.

"Aoi, do you like meat?

Asked, I shake my head vertically.

"Then I'll do it"

Master Esmeraldo took the meat-packed cooler box from Mr. Edo and stuck it out at me.

"Yes, is that good?

"You, good luck today. I don't know. You must be."

I received the cooler box, even though I felt sorry for Mr. Edo when he told me to take it.

"Well, good luck tomorrow."

Master Esmerald leaves the room.

".................. meat, do you want some?

"I'm a vegetarian. Remember."

You don't get paid, all kinds of things.