"We've talked."
When I finished convincing Professor Otsuki, I put him in touch with Sugitani's cell. She waited so long to apologize, and the reply came back in seconds of the thing.
So what does the professor say?
'They're going to cooperate because they're going to enjoy looking into me more than goblins or something. Now he's obsessed with looking around my blood and hair.'
'Well done. After all, Mr. Neutron was the man I believed in.'
Oh, boy, is this settled?
My parents gave me permission to marry Ayako, and I was able to thank my manager for the dangerous research.
Everything went too well and I felt like I was going to think of this world as my world... and I was giggling and I got a new message from Sugitani.
"Can I have one, by the way?"
"What?
"More than crushing Professor Otsuki's research, we must prepare alternatives as soon as possible. We need to prove to the upper echelons that there is a mass producible (...) force of war that outperforms unmanned weapons. Or my neck will fly. '
"So you want me to show my physical abilities in front of the great people? From now on, I'm in charge of defense."
'It's not. The strength of your generation does not make you a national defense. If Mr. Neutral would live for a hundred years and two hundred years, it would be national security, but that would not be possible. We want to mass produce Mr. Neutral.'
"Do you want to make it even with my clone?
"There will be a more humane approach."
Humanely mass produce me.
I mean...
"Mr. Neutral. Will you make a child of me now?
... That's what you're gonna do.
'All you have to do is conceive one of the women you are sending to serve. And then let me test the baby's constitution, and everything will fit in circles.'
'That's a little...'
'You can conceive all the women you live with. It's more convenient. I'll pay for all the childbirth and alimony here.'
"This kind of thing is a gift, even if you suddenly tell me to prepare it."
'This is not a problem for you already. The fate of the nation is at stake. If you fail to have children, multiple officials will lose their jobs. With the taxes I've spent on Mr. Neutral, two hospitals will be built.'
"No, so suddenly you tell me to make a child."
"Why don't you hold our early hills on your way home? I look forward to a colourful reply '
Sugitani stopped responding when he stood up all he wanted.
... you tell me what to do.
I don't remember much from there.
I remember getting in the police car with my head white, until I came back to the apartment with Erin, but by the way, I have vague memories.
He sat on the couch and looked up at the ceiling.
When I looked at the clock with a blurry head, the time indicated 4 p.m.
Since there is no sign of Ayako, she may also be buying out ingredients when she goes out.
The others... I don't know.
"... child making,"
Sugitani said - public safety is - no, the Japanese government expects - that my fighting power will be inherited to my children.
It's only then that the people's blood taxes are pouring into me.
So I have to encourage even child making.
Taxes eh. It sounds blasphemous.
"... you don't seem to have the right to refuse"
I know.
I know that, but there are circumstances that can't be helped.
'Cause my fighting power doesn't derive from genes.
Being a hard-working brave man who has grown stronger with acquired leveling, there is no guarantee that the child born will be as strong as me.
Some skills seem to be inherited from children, but you still can't expect to have scuffled physical abilities.
You shouldn't be a second-generation cheat brave unless you take down monsters and level them.
In case I get someone pregnant...... I'll have a child with mediocre physical abilities and make a fuss about "not talking about it".
Mr. Sugitani has been moved left, and my position must be suspicious.
If you keep cheating and child making behind you like this, you're going to betray various people and organizations.
Even if taxes are moving, irresponsible behavior is unacceptable.
As I sighed wondering what the hell was going on...... my butt pocket smartphone rang.
Take it out reflexively and peek at the screen.
The time is 4: 30 PM. If you wonder who it would be at such a halfway point, it was, by extension, a call from Kundo.
I love that JK, Yakuza, now what kind of trouble are you going to push me...?
"What can I do for you? Are you even fighting with some group?
"Ooh, neutral husband! I'm having a drink with my dad right now, why don't you show him your face if you like?
Kwon Fu's voice is at a bright pace at no time. Probably because of the liquor in it.
"Your father means Yakuza's parents, not his father."
'You know damn well! Hey, come on, husband. My dad likes big JCs. I'm a man born to make JC my mom, but it's a cliche, Jen. I'm sure my husband and I have a hobby.'
"I'm sorry, but I'm hanging up... just thinking about it now."
'Wait! Think you can put my face up here, please, one! Bring the entertainer and he'll foil it, please. Of course I wouldn't say free, I'd give out enough galas to buy three or four JKs'
I'll see you later.
I didn't want to have any more antisocial conversations, so I cut the call off early.
I definitely don't want to go to a drinking party where girls' middle and high school mania yakuza get together. Famous entertainers are selling dark to special sexuality groups, but they won't be stylish.
... or maybe I'm a dark person inside who interacts with gang members while acting as a show host...
I had no idea that the entertainment industry was going to embody the black rumor that it was connected to the back society.
Since my friendship is sure to taste bad once it's exposed to the public, it looks like we should keep our connections with state power after all. It's going to keep me under control around the press.
Then I have to do the mission that Sugitani asked me to do.
... so...
Who the hell do I get pregnant with......!
That's how when I was bored by myself, I felt signs of people behind my back.