Here is Blue Justice!

As I sat in the depths of the evil organization, I remembered the daytime threesome. So I'm going to call out to the scumbags who are playing with figures of characters for girls from earlier.

"Hey, did you wear a skirt?

The magical girly figure in the pretentious pink dress had no skirt and white pants were dewy. What's that?

"Oh, I modified it."

"Modified?... you just peeled it off"

It is the fourth man who laughs. He had our loot lined up on his desk, holding up the edge of his mouth. From the side, on the contrary, up, down, left, right, front, back, omnidirectional. It is perverse from anywhere.

"I'm going to scold you. Oh, sweetie, I don't know what to make you wear."

Eleventh of all, you're steadily gaining company. Either that or you guys are too good for Nori.

"Better than that, don't you know about the three-man robbery?

"Oh? I'm not interested, no." Ah.

And someone came again. It was a big man who came in. With numbers, he is the one who hits number three.

"Uh-huh."

"Whoa. You guys still playing with that?

Number three, looked at number four with contempt.

"Hey, don't you know about the triple robbery?

"No threesome?" Number three started roaring low with his arms in his arms as he turned his luggage into his locker.

"There are mountains of them in this city."

Well, I guess so.

"But if you're wearing a snail, goggling, light-tra riding around and wearing a bazooka and a threesome, you're limited, aren't you?

"Oh, I don't know about those guys... you've seen them before"

"Right!?

I knew it. We're watching. I was watching them during the work of the evil organization. Must be.

"But who? It doesn't look like a Phantom in some organization. Where did you see them, Aoi?

"Uh, well, if I'd been hanging out in the city during the day, hey. So, I was curious."

"Doesn't it seem quick to ask Mr. Edo? You're here today, and I don't think you have a job anyway."

Is that it? Is that right? I thought I was going to raid the convenience store again.

"Best of all, I took most of my groovy food games, so I'm off until my next delivery."

That said, number three looks around the room. All over the place, boxes of figures were scattered and decorated with figures. I don't know what to hide, I have some figures in my locker, too. Sooner or later I'll put it up for sale for auction, yeah. Don't get a little lonely.

"Well, I didn't know. Okay, I'll do that," I'll get up and get out of the lobby.

Mr. Edo was in his room. He looked at the paperwork and scratched his head sneezing. It's going to rush. Isn't it annoying to ask questions now? But how about just walking into a room and leaving in silence? Wouldn't it be rude if we didn't talk about something? No, but getting in the way of your work here, too.

"Hey, Aoi. What's the matter, don't just stand there and sit down."

'Cause it seemed like a rush.'

"Oh, this or this," Edo points to the paperwork.

"You don't have to worry about it. Is that even a question?

In soothing terms, Mr. Edo removes the juice from the refrigerator of the pet bottle. I put the paper cup in front of Mr. Edo.

"Mind if I join you?

Kept my own cup.

"Of course."

The paper cup is poured with apple juice, in particular. of a small vessel, a small surface of water shakes.

"It's the eleventh proposed operation, but it seems to be working."

"Yeah, that's it already," they're all into food games.

"Good thing. As such, I would be glad if each and every one of you could put in place measures and increase your loyalty to the organization"

Mr. Edo drinks up the juice looking delicious. I guess I was thirsty. It was a good drink.

"I wanted to ask you if you knew about the triple robbery."

"The threesome? Yeah, right. I'm not going to tear it up, but there will be as many stars in this city"

Exactly. I told Mr. Edo what I saw during the day. He stares at the bottom of an empty cup for a while.

"... there's something I've heard. I wonder what you've seen."

Mr. Edo made a face that seemed difficult.

"I think I saw it somewhere, too."

"I can't remember."

Seriously, who was it?

"But if you can't remember, you don't have to."

"Is that what it is?"

"It's an excuse, but there's nothing I can't remember"

Hmm. I can't even remember Mr. Edo, so you can't possibly remember me.

On the way home from the organization, it was about breakfast tomorrow that was occupying my head. I want omelettes, and I thought miso soup would be good in the morning.

So I didn't realize.

The next morning, the president called. The time is 9: 00. It was around the time I had breakfast and watched blurry TV. I wasn't sure if I wanted to leave, but I had no choice but to leave because Ren is noisy with 'Denwa Denwa'.

"Aye, hello"

"Work."

"I thought so," so you weren't sure if you were going to leave.

"I'm sorry it's so sudden, but could you come?"

Something tells me the president is more confused than shy away from me.

"Is that a nasty job?

"A convenience store was robbed yesterday, right? It's a request from the manager there."

"... even flyers are handed out?

"Then it would be easy to understand and helpful."

What the hell?

Join Len to Colors and take a taxi to the convenience store. When he said that he was the one who received the request, the storekeeper put us through the barn.

"Convenience store across the street. I want you to slap the manager over there."

"What?"

The manager is about thirty men. I was wearing glasses and looked like someone who seemed to be able to work a lot. A guy like that, beat him up, huh? I don't know why.

"I was wondering if you could give me some details."

The manager's man pushed up the glasses position, the president said.

"... I was robbed yesterday. You know what? It was in the paper, too."

I couldn't say anything. I even gave up making a bitter laugh.

"The robbers are a threesome of them, take this store... no, you don't have to tell me, you know? Anyway, I screwed it up, boxed the merchandise and ran away. No, good. That's good enough. The police are after them, and maybe even the heroes..."

No one knows the area. Heroes are basically unsolicited. A temp company hero tries to do his job as long as he receives a request. But the free guys are easy to understand and move for gold. It's more a habit to target the Phantom of an evil organization than just a robbery.

"What I'd like you guys to do is ask him. I want you to question him."

The manager eats and ties his teeth. He's probably the manager of the convenience store across the street. He asked us to work yesterday, that's the guy.

"He asked me to rob him. His shop's been raided by some organization the other day, and he'll be out of part-time jobs, and sales are down. Our shop is getting customers for that matter. He was jealous."

You're paranoid, too, dude. I was attacked by a robber, I know how you feel, but would you ask a hero for that? What are you talking about, this guy?

"Inquire, what. Specifically, what do you want us to do?

The president seemed to be choosing words carefully.

"He did a dirty imitation. I want you to grasp the evidence. If you can, give me the hammer. I can't forgive him."

"... even though there's no evidence, you want me to question you?

One wrong step, you're the one who can sue me. And we're the ones who eat all the time.

"I don't care how. The point is, I just need to make him hurt."

Hero dispatchers are not police, lawyers or detectives. Nothing. My client gave me a job, and I just work. So I choose my job. If you're going to let him cross the bridge, it's up to the president to turn him down. Don't take it. It's a hassle, and it's not annoying. Well, even the president seems reluctant, and I'm sorry about this request, but I say, "Let's take it." Uh, you want to take it? Seriously.

"Wait a minute, Cora."

"What?" The president stares at me.

"You know what I mean?

The president moved his wheelchair and put his mouth close to my ear.

"I know. The point is, all you have to do is make that manager look painful so that it doesn't harm us."

"You're gonna take it on, aren't you?

"Of course not," sales smile.

"You don't mind if I say late payment, do you?

"Oh, even if it's good. Well, thank you very much. Then, as for this request…"

"Yeah, of course. I'll keep a secret.... Kue, get the paperwork. Oh, please sign here. If you don't have a hand, you can sign it."

After I left the convenience store, I sighed deeply in the cab passenger seat.

"Brother, are you done with your work?

"I'm going to. Oh, I won't try. You didn't get a job."

"Because it was creepy. Yesterday, today, it's weirder not to think it's suspicious to get a request from a convenience store next door."

I mean, I was like a caution stick when something happened.

"... in the end, you got the request," Jiu-Jiu stares out the window. Is there anything I think?

"But I let the hero win eight. Oh, you've got the guts to look up"

"I'm asking for it. Plus, there's not a zero chance."

"What's the possibility?

The president points to two convenience stores.

"Well, it's possible that the manic-depressive manager is connected to the robbery."

I thought about that, too. But I didn't expect you to stick your neck in it.

"Ha ha, I don't know, why don't you just listen to the manager over there?

If you talk to me, he'll be the quickest.

"I'm sorry I got sued."

What if it's "Me too"?

"... well, why don't we just hear from the robbers"

"Asshole. Then you don't have to listen to me. You can catch him and bump him."

Later if you want to talk.

"But I'm sure it's the easiest way to understand."

"It's just easy to understand, it's not going to be easy. How am I supposed to find it?"

The president laughs. He looked mean. Oh, I have a bad feeling.

"Find it."

"By whom?

"We will. Mostly you."

"How?

"Whatever."

"Specifically!?

"Good luck."

"I can't do my best. Yeah, man. Whoa!

Try your best to find the robber!? If you can work hard to find it! I don't even need a detective!

"You can do it, I'm coming down."

"You're walking home?

"That's not what I meant!

Kuze and Ren were blocking their ears. I'm angry, so I'll raise my voice more.

"Just kidding. Because you're funny to make fun of."

"Don't make fun of me older"

"One thing, I have an idea. I wonder if we could stick up a convenience store over there."

Over there, the manic-depressive manager's convenience store yesterday?

"Don't tell me criminals go back to the crime scene. And if there's a connection to him yesterday, there's a chance that the robber will show up."

"Really? I thought we were talking on the phone or something. I didn't mean to see you and talk to you."

"Right. It's not in the manager, but it could be in those robbers."

"... what?

The president just smiles when he dulls.

"Which one would you prefer to question the manager or stick around here?"

I don't even have to answer. I sat back deep in the passenger seat.