"You're a little snicker, but you look like you're going to stand up."
A young man in a mestizo HR clerk steps on a low-bodied black man who has been recruiting for a guard role.
"I've been a mercenary for a long time. It was also the start of a mercenary school. He's one of the 11th class presidents of the Mercenary School."
"I don't know what it is, and it's a hassle to investigate." It's not like you're looking for a very good guard, so no matter how much you sell, you won't be able to give out a lot of money. "
Listening to an appeal from a black man calling himself Simon Bell, the human resources officer tells him that it smells troublesome.
Is the Columbia Mafia a bad idea these days?
"Even if something goes wrong, I won't have any trouble." I want to live happily by doing my minimum job with ease. "
To Simon, who shrugged his shoulders and made fun of him, Mestizo's HR clerk spread a sarcastic smile.
The Columbia Mafia is recruiting a guard. A large-scale sales rally for illegal drugs imported directly from South America is scheduled to take place in Alcapa City.
If there is no one unfaithful to strike this assembly first, many will be wrapped around it. Because if you make this rally your grandfather, in the worst case, you could crush a pipe in a valuable sales route. But on the other hand, we also recruited a guard in case of any unforeseen circumstances.
Mako, Dean, Foltz, and Alan went to a big drug rally.
Since there was time until the meeting, the four of them spent their leisure time at a coffee shop near the meeting hall.
"Where did Foltz go?"
Mako asks because Foltz doesn't come back from outside the store.
"I guess I went to buy a lottery." He used to win $10,000, and then he's completely obsessed with the lottery. "
Dean shrugs his shoulders and answers.
"What happened to the money?"
”Don't say that, but... I've been blessed by all the homeless people I know”
"Heh... he's got a side to it, isn't he?"
Listening to Dean, Mako is a little impressed.
"It was a drunken momentum, so I was praised." I guess it's about time.
"Ahhhh"
Dean looks at the clock and stands up, as does Alan. Mako made a noise and drank the rest of the shake before leaving the store a little late.
Rendezvous with the returning Foltz and the four head to the assembly hall.
Innocent, abandoned buildings that remain destroyed by missiles. Go down to the basement floor of the collapsed building.
Even though there was still time before the rally, the meeting hall was manned.
"You've gathered a lot." By the way, what kind of organization sells drugs? "
Mako asks.
"It's the Colombian Mafia. There is no other intermediary. They come directly from South America. Local sellers in the United States buy it and sell it. There are many of them who come directly to the realm for their own use."
Dean explains.
“There used to be a lot of dealers from organizations gathered here. The seller's sale on a personal level was also silent.”
"But now, they're all Salt Grilled Slugs." More than half of it is buried in a lousy jacket. I'm nauseated. "
Following Dean's explanation, he poisons Foltz with disgust.
But it doesn't look like we're selling drugs to the Salt Grill Slug.
And, Fortz.
"I'll start as usual. You guys keep an eye on him."
Mako says, Dean squeezes his face.
"Ahhhh"
Alan was as usual, but he was speaking out as if he were responding to Mako.
(He's a weird guy, but he's the best of the three.)
Mako looks at Alan.
"Oh, oh..."
Fortz replies a little late.
"Don't be frightened, Fortz. Shall I kiss you?"
"I'm so scared."
Fortz raised his voice as Mako laughed.
"Oh, I see." Then I don't even need a kiss. "
"Hey, hey." Don't underestimate me. "
Foltz's voice became rough as he made fun of Mako.
Four people begin to move. The destination is the toilet.
"I wonder if it's good enough to come in." And I hope there's no one else. "
"It's your job to make sure the others don't come in later." Well, the one who was in the toilet first shouldn't be. "
A short distance from the toilet, Dean and Mako have a conversation.
Eventually, a man in a beige jacket enters the toilet.
“Maybe there's no one else inside. I'll go."
"Be careful."
Ahhh ~
Mako goes to the bathroom.
The member of the salt grill slug who was urinating quickly pushed the needle of the syringe into her neck as she covered her mouth with her hands, strangling her wings from behind.
This is a special blend I made for you.
Immediately after Mako murmured, his body released its strength and he fell on the dirty floor of the toilet with a piss dripping out of the chuck.
"In any case, I'm being educated by a Mad Scientist." Especially when it comes to medicines. "
While talking to herself, Mako bent down and turned the man's face upwards. The man was infused with illegal drugs that had an allusion effect.
"Look, from now on, you 're--"
With his face in the man's ear, Mako gave the implied order.
After a while, the man stood up with a vague expression on his face. Seeing that something was still coming out of the chuck, Mako smiled bitterly and pushed it into his wet trousers and closed the chuck.
When Mako goes out of the bathroom, the man also comes to Mako.
"That one..."
Foltz breathes when he sees a man.
"My head is already broken." It's a toy that moves like I said. Now, let's move on. "
Mako laughs as he puts his hands on his sunglasses. Even if it is a sunglasses, it is a semi-transparent substitute, and Mako's eyes are clearly visible.
Eventually, a sales rally began.
In addition to Alcapa City, there are many dealers from outside the city. Some sellers belong to an organization, while others sell on their own. However, more than half of the customers are not sellers, but addicts that individuals want to buy at cheap prices.
Trading begins with the sale of high-quality illegal drugs at auction. After that, it shifts to tabletop sales. First of all, it is the usual practice to get excited at auctions.
"Do it."
When the auction started, Mako whispered in the ear of a man who had injected a special drug in the toilet and left the man.
The man pulled out his gun with a faint face and gradually let go of his hand.
The guests froze in fear. Immediately afterwards, some people scream.
Immediately, the assembly hall is bustling. Some screamed and fled, others fired their guns and fought back. Some were shot by their people and fought back.
The first person to be shot by Mako was a member of the Salt Grilled Slug, so a similar beige jacket is particularly targeted. The Salt Grill Slug members also fought back.
"Hey... isn't the commotion getting too loud?"
Dean says he's evacuated to the wall. Next door are Mako, Fortz, and Alan.
Causing disturbances, causing Salt Grill Slugs to rage, and ruining events that are important to Alcapa City and its surrounding backstage residents, such as the sale of illegal drugs at rallies. That's what Mako and the others were after. In doing so, it's trying to lower Salt Grill Slug's reputation. And there was one more thing I wanted to do.
”Hahaha, the one who's on the loose is reacting, and he's making a mess of things.”
Mako says something funny. When we see who's shooting, it's obviously an insane face.
I don't know where the bullets are coming from, or who's shooting at them, so it's a terrible situation.
It would be wise to wait until it settles down a little.
"Maybe it was my mistake." I didn't expect it to be this much of a fuss. "
Fortz, Dean, and Mako say it.
"Wow, the corpses are all over the place." It's fun and makes you want to dance inadvertently. "
"There's a lot of egging inside." After many battles, I've seen so many corpses scattered in the past. ”
Mako is frightened, while Dean looks reluctant.
"It's a mess. This is a failure, isn't it?"
Foltz turned to Mako and asked.
"I haven't decided to fail yet, but I won't be anxious if that happens." I usually screw up first. Fuck. Fall. But he's not going to lose. It's time for my clumsy learning. And in the end, I always win. "
"I wanted you to tell me the first thing that goes wrong before you do it."
Listening to Mako's dialogue, Dean said with a bitter smile.
It's about time we embarked on a crushing battle.
Mako urges.
Another aim - to create a thimble scenario in which tee time on the battlefield successfully wiped out the Salt Grilled Slug, a baddy who ruined a drug rally. By spreading the results, Mako's plan was to light an anti-salt-grilled slug on Alcapa City and recruit comrades.
"I don't think that's necessary..."
Dean groaned. Mako and Foltz will soon know the meaning of the dialogue.
A man comes up to the stage and shoots a gun.
Those who were shot were the ones who pulled out their guns and stormed out. They shoot at those who were shot and fought back without distinction.
I stood in a prominent position on the podium and shot, so I naturally took the counterattack. However, the man dodged the bullet and instantly shot the person who shot him.
Man: Simon Bell quickly quelled the commotion. Mako's plan is more than half crushed now.
"That guy... he's incredibly strong..."
"It looks like a monster."
"Ahhh....."
"That's what I see in my eyes."
The four of them looked up admiringly at Simon on the stage.
Suddenly, Simon's gaze met Mako's. Simon looked at Mako and his gaze nailed to Mako.
(It's like we've met somewhere...) No, it looks like Junko....)
At a time when Simon was still in his teens and was active in the back streets of Japan, he was well cared for by mad scientist Junko Yukioka. She taught Iloha in battle techniques and backstreets.
(The face is not only similar. "The atmosphere is the same..." You don't look like anyone else. Sisters or something?)
Simon looks at Mako.
"He's watching Mako."
"Yeah, you guys stay here."
Dean said, and Mako went to the podium with an unstoppable smile.
Mako rose to the podium and faced Simon. Customers also pay attention.
"Mako... what are you going to do?"
Foltz looks at Mako with cold eyes.
"Hey, old man."
"I'm not old enough to be called an old man." I'm still in my early twenties. "
Simon corrected with a mild expression. He had a gentle and gentle smile that I could not imagine from the previous battle with a demon god.
"Well then, dandruff brother, I have a favor to ask you." Will you give me your hand? "
What?
Mako hid his voice and demanded that only Simon on the stage could hear him. Simon is stunned.
"We're the ones who got rid of these guys."
What the hell is that?
"We came here because we wanted a track record of crushing these guys." Isn't that right? "
"Hmm... I mean, the guy who set this up." I was hired for a job to calm down when there was a disturbance here. "
Simon smiles funny as he tells Mako to hit a straight request.
"What's your name? Oh, I should call myself that, too." It's Simon Bell. "
It's Mako.
“I need your full name.”
"Mako Yukioka..."
"Is there a blood connection between Junko Yukioka?" Yukioka is a rare surname, and you look very much like Junko. "
"I didn't expect to hear that name in this place..."
Now it was Mako's turn to be dumbfounded.
"Well, it's my job, too, so I don't care if you tell me to give up my hand..."
"Fuck! What the hell!? This guy!"
Simon's words of renewed demand were overshadowed by the fury of the Colombian mafia event organizer, who was now taking on a new role.
"What are you doing as a guard!" You're fired! "
Ahahah, just in time for work to go away, huh
Mako laughs when he hears a notice of dismissal from the angry manager.
"Alright, if I hire you now, then everything will be settled." Because my people followed us, it's our feat. Fortz, Dean, spread the word. "
Mako calls out to Foltz and Dean, who are near the podium. Alan's been here for a while.
"Hey, don't bother talking to me on your own." Well... that's all right. I've just become a free man. "
Simon smiled and decided to accept Mako's imposing solicitations and demands.
To be honest, Simon was interested in Mako. He is clearly someone who has a relationship with Junko.
"Hey, I got one of my comforting companions!"
Mako smiles and raises his voice.
”I'm working on a rumor... but I wonder if it'll work”
I hope it will work out this time.
Dean muttered suspiciously, and Foltz blurred. Two people project the holographic display and enter the text on the SNS and bulletin board.
"Not this time, but now it's working properly." That means you can do well by twisting and twisting. "
Mako smiled and slapped Foltz on the back.