Legend

It was the Rays that were going down Slam Street, but eventually when they find the building as informed as they heard earlier in the distance, they stop moving.

"So, what do we do now? Wait for the other one to come out?

Marina asks Ray as she strokes Seto, who looks around in an interesting way.

If it's the usual ray, that's not strange to break into the building in front of you with Death Size or Dusk Spears.

A two-story building, like the one you deserve in Slam Street, that has been left alone for quite some years.

So while I'm at it, I can also see from the marina's eyes that it's well reinforced by the way.

At first glance, it was obvious that this was not a normal Slam Street building at a time when it was in Slam Street but actually well maintained.

Even more decisive would have been the appearance of those on the side of the building who clearly seemed to be escorts.

He hasn't drained his weapon openly, but still looks nervous and peers around him.

Ning Lo, it doesn't seem strange to have such a concern that you are too nervous.

In fact, there's information in there that the Rays have entered Slam Street, and it's right that Slain's men are getting nervous when they hear about it.

"Well, I don't know what to do... if I had Precious outside the building, I wouldn't have had to think that far"

"Precious, 'cause I came to Slam Street on some errands, so naturally you're in the building, right? You must be seeing someone."

Marina smiles prankily and opens her mouth to the words of Vihera, who groans only slightly.

"Maybe you're here looking for something, huh? Slam Street, as you can see, is incredibly cumbersome, and there's no place better than here to hide something."

"I guess so....... ah"

When Ray nods at the marina's words, he feels his gaze and looks at you.

A lot of gaze had been turned from the time the Rays came into Slam Street, but the gaze now was clearly a recognition of Rays as Rays... because at the same time I felt something called strong vigilance, fear, and tension.

That gaze was pointed in the direction the Rays were looking... at those who were escorting the two-story building.

(No, naturally. We stand out)

I'm still quite far from the building, but there's nothing in between that blocks my sight.

It would naturally have been weirder if there had been a ceto close to three meters long in that, and if there were people around it, it would not have been noticeable.

Not to mention Ray and little Buune wearing a dragon robe and a hood, because Marina and Vihella are all sorts of uncomfortable from a distance.

A marina wearing a party dress that the aristocrats wear to a party like the one they open, holding a bow and carrying an arrow.

Vihera wears armor and toenails while wearing thin clothes like those worn by hookers and dancers.

Normally, it was more impossible to say not to stand out with this.

"What are we going to do?

Ray, who was asked with his gaze pointed at Vihera, wonders what he will do.

Originally, I deliberately showed my face to Precious, and I suspected you, so the purpose was to put pressure on him... but before I could do that, I couldn't help but find him over there.

(Then... you just have to change your mind)

In seconds he changes his mind and Ray opens his mouth.

"If you've already been found over there, how about you show your grandeur and speak up?

"... well, I don't mind if Ray does that. It's going to be pressure on the other side."

When Vihera tells him so, Marina and Buune also nod back to see if there are any particular objections.

Seto rings his throat without looking particularly thoughtful.

However, I guess I'm just a little reluctant because this is Slam Street.

It is naturally unhygienic when it comes to slum streets, which means that there is a variety of stench compared to the front streets and… not to mention the back streets.

Even for Seto, whose five senses are sensitive, this stench was not unbearable, but nonetheless unpleasant.

"There doesn't seem to be any particular objection, so proceed with grandeur"

Tell him so, Ray goes down the road with Seto and heads to the building of purpose.

Naturally, those who were escorting the building had to deal with something... but those who were quite familiar with the information as Slain's men knew who was approaching them.

"Hey, hey, what are you gonna do! That's Ray, right?

"Oh. Plus, Rank B Party, Red Lotus Wings, what am I supposed to do?"

"Anyway, let Mr. Slain know..."

Before letting the escorts say it to the end, Ray packs the distance from the building at once... and the escorts.

I don't know how to deal with such a ray move and above all the rays that suddenly appear in front of me... the escorts stop moving because that's the thought that if you move poorly, Ray will attack you.

Ray stops in front of those escorts, takes a big breath and opens his tease.

"Pulleyshires kun, ah sobi let's!

It was that voice that resonated around me.

Normally, that would be the kind of voice a kid would invite his friends to play with.

That's not unusual to hear the kids scream like this on the street or anything.

But... this is Slam Street, which is also a pretty deep place in Slam Street.

Naturally, no one here would say words like Ray right now... and most importantly, only about a suicide volunteer would imitate such a building as Slain's owned by the person who spoke up.

But that's what Ray can do.

Many have just the strength to be overwhelmed, which is why such imitation is not so easy to get your hands on.

Speaking to the building, Ray waits silently until he has a reaction from the other side.

I guess you understand that if the escorts talk about something here too, it will be detrimental to you. Stay still.

And the silence spread around...... in the meantime I heard the footsteps of the marinas walking in.

"So, what do you say? Any reaction from the other side?

"No, unfortunately, nothing yet.... maybe you haven't heard? Hey, I hear one thing, but maybe this building's completely deaf of sound from the outside, or something like that, right?

The asked escort nods back with a sad look on his face.

Though I wonder why I have to exchange words relative to Ray.

"Yes, there is no such thing as a soundproofing device, and the voice from the outside... if it's as loud as Ray's earlier, you must definitely be hearing it"

The man replies, mindful of the words so as not to offend Ray at all.

More than two meters tall, with firm muscles on the body, exactly what you deserve to call a giant, with several slashing wounds on the face, and Ray is not even underfoot in the sense of outward force.

But now he was talking with care to make sure that strong figure wasn't in the mood for Ray at all.

If anyone knew anything about this, it would be a joke.

But... there is no one here who can do it.

Because we know exactly what Slain, who leads us, did at the request of Precious... and what Ray is capable of.

What happens if Ray gives us a lousy response here than we know how far we are on our own information?

That was an event I didn't even want to imagine for a man who had survived the back society.

I don't think I'm supposed to be like that...... no, I should say I don't care in this case, either, Ray turns his gaze toward the building convinced of the man's response.

Most of all, I guess it's harder to find the right person to go inside the building than to know where Precious is.

(And the pattern is that there's a hidden passage somewhere when it's like this)

If you can't get inside the building, even if the other side feels dangerous and escapes through the hidden passage, that's what makes no sense for you to have come to the corner slum district.

… Of course, while waiting outside, there was a chance that Precious and the others would escape the hidden passage.

"Hey, what kind of guy is your boss?

"Yes, he's a fine man"

"... Specifically?

"He's always thinking about us, and if anything happens, he'll buy us booze."

"I see."

I could understand Ray being fat for now, but I notice that Fu and Vihera are turning a frightened gaze at themselves.

"What's going on?

"You know... why are you getting along with the other guys in the first place?"

"No, we're not getting along, are we?

"I think so."

That's what I'd tell you, Vihera, but Ray isn't really going to be getting along with a guy.

I just heard about the building.

"... n"

In the meantime, Bühne shrugs inadvertently.

For some reason, the words truthfully came to his ear, and those who were on the spot turned their gaze to Bhune.

Then I notice Bühne staring at one place, and I follow that gaze.

What Bühne was looking at was a room on the second floor of the building.

When Ray looked there, he could see why Bühne was looking at the room.

Because there was a Precious figure there.

You didn't think we could find ourselves from where Ray was, and Precious, who noticed that Ray had turned his gaze to that room, looks surprised.

But eventually, even from this distance, Ray decided he couldn't hide if he found him. Eventually, Precious also saw Ray speaking to those inside.

And a few minutes later... from the building, Precious shows up with his escort.

However, Precious is the only one who came, and there's no sign of Slain there.

Precious wanted Slain to show up too if he could... Slain, who had instructed him to imitate what would do harm to an alchemist he knew, could never do anything like show up in front of Ray.

Because I could easily imagine what my life would be like if I showed up.

... Of course, I don't think Ray knows who I am, so that's just a possibility.

But still, in case there was a chance, I didn't want to imitate what I was going to show up even though I wasn't called.

As a result, Precious and his escort… and a tough-faced man show up alone.

(Is he the negotiator for Precious?

Only the person who came out with Precious can't help it if Ray thinks so.

But in fact, the man showed up this way as a shadow fighter with Slain as his replacement... no, not exactly named after himself.

"So, Mr. Ray. I didn't think we'd face each other in a place like this, but what's the matter?

"No, if I came to Slam Street by chance, I'd hear about Precious and the others by chance, and if I was walking down the road, there was a building nearby with Precious by chance, so I thought I'd show you my face."

The fact that all three coincidences overlap is not normal.

No... Ray was going to push it through by chance.

Of course Precious knows that, but if you say something bad here, it's likely to come back as it stands against you.

I'm here to get my hands on Tris.

If that's known by some mistake...... if one of Azimov's things is known from there, I don't even have to think about what will happen to me.

"Really? It's good to see you face to face with Mr. Ray, too.... Nevertheless, I didn't know you'd come to see me just once before... in this case, should I say I'm happy?

"Right, that would help if you told me that, too.... Oh, yeah. Actually, I was talking about a rumor of the wind that the killer who got his hands on someone I know might be in Slam Street... you know what? Yeah? Speaking of which..."

So once the words are cut Ray turns his gaze to the man next to Precious...... he is directed at Slain's Shadow Warrior.

The attitude is so purposeful, it clearly indicates that Ray suspects the man... and Precious with the man.

But while Precious understands Ray's thoughts like that, he smiles and shakes his neck sideways.

"That's tough.... he was an old friend of mine. It's been a long time since I've been here to see you."

"Ho."

To Precious's words, Ray returned them with a full grin under his hood.