Ippanjin Enpou Yori Kaeru. Mata Hatara Kaneba!

------In the conference room of the Tokyo Metropolitan Municipality -----

"... that's more information about Akitoshi Surface Garcia and Kenshaw Garcia.Nevertheless, it is the same that there is absolutely no information that is obvious from the stand up incident at Silver Ridge College.Yasa checked it out from a few pieces of information, but she hasn't even grasped it yet. "

Light from a projector in the room that illuminates the screen can easily tell the surroundings, but it's basically like in a movie theater being shown.

Standing in the explanation is a man of a large size who can't see his face with backlight.However, the muscles that are rising to push up the tailored suit that the man is coming to now will surely prove to be not white.

"That's why I would like to ask you once again to gather information about them and the group to which they belong, True Blue.Whether you're out of the country or hiding, we're sure you have someone to help you with.This is also a request. "

The words twitched in the room for a moment.

The person sitting in the seat also dresses in a variety of ways.Even if you wear a suit, you look like you've fallen apart from being a therapist.A young man and a woman in civilian clothing, an old man of hiding age.There are people whose faces are covered by a sword-eating tribal atmosphere.

Some of them have a pesto mask and don't even know their age or gender, and if they were called here, who they are.

However, most of the people in the room had long held the titles of employees of some small and medium-sized businesses in the provinces, and at the same time were conflicted by the fact that they were engaged in tasks that could not be presented publicly.

It is a more legitimate route to counterfeit driver's license, passport, smartphone contract, deposit account opening, etc.There is no doubt that there are fewer meaningless risks that are unrelated to “work”.

However, it doesn't sink entirely into the angle, and it takes a lot of trust to be in that position.In order to do so, a certain level of social security is essential.

That means they have a track record of winning the trust of grey but white positioners.

"May I say so?You know we can't just leave them alone.That Tin Head, ever since he showed up.I don't have time to rest because I've been distracted from everything.Everyone feels like that when the lid blows up just by shaking Coke. "

The man sitting in the front row wearing the overalls complains to the man who was explaining on the stage.

There are some scars on the forged arm.A little peeking around the shoulder, but not a design-focused tattoo, the tattoo of Japanese dress was slightly out.

"That concern is true. Just a little contest for your mouth.Recently, everyone has become nervous, so they started to move around.I'm worried that the bats are squeaking. "

It was a woman sitting in a different seat who succeeded the dialogue of a man in a work dress.

A mask that covers the forehair that goes under your eyes, the round glasses that peek from there, and even the mouth.Long hair stretched to the waist, plain white blouse and black pleated skirt.

Hands tied on the desk are thin, blood vessels rise, and have a pathological whiteness.

"In this case, just the information released from you won't help.Do you have any information from different sources? "

Small, yes, yes, and the sound of voices echoing with the surroundings resonates in the room.

It was the tattoo worker who cut the lead.

"That triggerwoman was right, Aoyagi's husband.Most of the monsters collected by our self-help efforts on the boulder were exhausted.Some eyewitness-free informants are sorry for the trouble.Are there any signs of overstepping and vanishing?This first stagnation period. Aren't you going to get more and more jerks spraying at high prices? "

"The meat wall is right, first of all Aoyagi.Of course you're here to explain, but what happened to the seedling?Isn't it unjust that she's not here?I don't know how to say I'm an ally, but I know Kujo is involved here too. "

A triggered woman who had succeeded her elbows covered from the back of her hidden forehead and stabbed Aoyagi with a sharp gaze.

That's the only thing that makes me feel more anxious.

"She's on another business trip right now.I can't go into details about it. "

"... do you mean Recruit the Tin Head bastard?Like your brother over there?Shiraishi was a major player in the industry. "

A man in a flesh-walled overalls pointed his thumb at the rear end near the entrance of the room without looking back.

Show people sitting in low visibility moving in the dark.

From there, a voice will be heard.

I'm new here. Thank you for introducing me? "

"Haha, I see. If you prefer a cigarette.It's easy, so I'll just ask for a carton, okay? "

"If you don't mind my smoking.I have some stock in my house. "

A new recruit who was asked to deliver it to senpai throws a crushed box of cigarettes from his chest pocket.

I drew a parabola that just reached the man in the overalls.

Remove a bottle from the box and approach your nose, smelling its outer circumference without lighting it.

"Heh... that's a nice hobby. It would be expensive if it was a Western mock.I envy a big ass. "

Put it back in the box, and the man in work clothes clutters it into his pants pocket.

Everyone around me is watching the situation with interest.

The new recruit is the security department of Shiraishi General Products.

The man on the back side.

I don't think it will be a pleasant result if we fight too much.

Nevertheless, there is not one common orgasm idiot here, like the usual "no” and the usual newcomer Ibiri.

Those people are wiping out the beauty at the first gate until they get here.It also means You 'r e field, fired, and as the letters suggest, some have been physically cut off, while others have burned brilliantly as fuel.

If you think realistically, it is not a job for people who behave as if they can't manage the initial crisis, such as putting in such useless risks, to live long until the newcomer Ibiri can.

Typical template disgusting characters, such as "no", should only exist in fantasy, no matter what they think.

The behavior of a man in a work dress is nothing but a bluff in the field.

Corresponding white stone general products security department attendees.A man who doesn't look nasty in a tight suit.And the other, this is a man wearing a neat suit and mirrored sunglasses in this dark room.

There aren't many flavors like this in Japanese moku.I'll present it as a gift when I get closer. "

On the other hand, the squeezed side always responds to adults.

That's what Yotsuda, a tired man in costume, said.

This is also true, but you can't be in the real world, such as the usual "no" protagonists, the usual newcomers selling fights directly to Ibiri, the usual grand mistakes.

Reality is not sweet enough for a person suffering from two diseases to live long after such a head screw has blown up.

How can the unfortunate heroine take his place as a future husband's candidate, the beautiful guild staff hold a special S-Class crusade event, and finally the royal aristocracy entrust the fate of the world to a person who does not even have the initial communication and through-skills to pass on the irrational power of the modoki.

There can't be such an idiot thinking realistically.

On the contrary, the more prominent the individual is, the more attentive and able to read and act in order to make the most of the surrounding situation.That's a really talented person.If not, it is simply a “lucky” madman.

It would be over if they licked it, a term used by anti-social groups with violent sexual orientation, but now these people are more attentive to small things and are working to avoid showing favorites to society.

Then, the creature called Temple protagonist who is in good health is doing a bad deed below those who are sometimes depressed at the bottom of society.

"Yoroshik, I've seen you on TV many times, Yotsuda.You're not free. "

"More obedient dogs eat fatty steak than dressed hungry lone wolves.That's what life is about.Besides, my owner has a lot of money, and he has a nice hobby like hiring me.I sold a story to the press to make change, and it's good that you don't have to pay for it. "

"... light mouth"

Masaki Garcia, a man with sunglasses sighing beside Yotsuda.

Compared to one case at Silver Ridge College, it gives the impression that my cheeks have peeled off a little.

The suit is in shape, and this one seems to be better able to work than Yotsuda, who has the impression of being a corrupt neighbor.

"... as long as I'm jealous. I want a owner like that."

"I only keep dogs with good fur in such places.It's like throwing money at Dob to keep a dog like you. "

A woman with a pathological impression with a chilly tone throws up on a man in work clothes.

"Hahaha! I'll say it.There's no mistake! "

Laughing ridiculously, the man in work clothes stood up grabbing the material placed on the table in his seat.

Bring me up with someone in similar clothes who was nearby.

"Well, I don't think there's anything new about it.In the meantime, I will contact you if I grab something.Isn't that good for this occasion? "

I see.

Aoyagi then turns on the lights in the room.

Then there were fewer people who were supposed to be in the room.

There was no sound, and some groups disappeared with the material.

"... we can't all drink after the meeting, but this is the worst part, right?Don't you know what drinking communication is? "

When a man in a blurry work dress handed the file to the person next to him, the people who remained in the room just left the room saying that they had no use for it.

"Then we're going to say that, but we have work to do after that.I'm sorry, senpai, but I'll be free. "

Slip on your shoes, and Yotsuda comes to greet the man in work clothes.

"Fufu, our shombun wine doesn't suit the fine folks.Ah, about the cigarettes..... "

"I'll send it."

"... hmm?"

"It will be packaged and delivered to your home."

Without telling anyone, Yotsuda answers immediately.

I will immediately send a Western mock to my first person, who should not even know his address or phone number.

Well then, I'll be looking forward to it.

"Yes, please wait about three days."

Masaki and the men in the work clothes looked alike, laughing at each other.

That was a stupid look that just said, "Oh, I'm doing it again."