Takegoro Inaguchi - the boss of Uber in Four Leaves, I always call him an old man, a benefactor who picked me up, and a slight father.
"What the fuck? Why did you two come here?"
When I got back to the office, the first person I spoke to was this old man.
"You contacted me when I went this way. I told you what happened."
"Whoa, were you wearing an e-mail? Well, that was tough. This one just had one raid, but with me, me, me and Hino's activism, he repelled without any casualties."
"You don't have to name me sorry."
Hino, who was listening in the back of the office, speaks up.
Looking inside the office, there are certainly a number of bullet marks and so on, which seem to have led to a fierce shootout, but with proper and usual mentions.
I felt like I hadn't been back in my house in a long time when I said it was just a few days free, and I was horrified.
"Hmm. Is this the Ajito of Uber of Four Leaves? I'm new here, but it's narrow. I feel like a father, and I'm convinced."
Look inside the office and say slightly. I think it's such a mismatch that this guy calls himself a father about his parents...
"Um... let me introduce you. This little hater who suddenly disgusted me is my daughter. I didn't mean to raise you the wrong way, but as you can see, it's a failure."
An old man introduces himself to the members of Four Leaves Uber, slightly without heart or lightness.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Hikaru Inaguchi. My father Tatsugoro Inari has always taken care of me."
Drop your head deep and introduce yourself in a certain tone.
"No, no, we're the ones taking care of you..."
The constituents are also peppery. They say a pretty little girl like that is the old man's daughter, and she seems to be eating.
"No, now it's not just a formal greeting, it's meant to be. Anyway, it's about my dad, so I guess he's swinging his men around, and it's easy to guess."
"No, no, I don't know about your family, but I'm a good boss here."
One of the constituents says with a laugh. It's not easy to break it down.
"Is Liao Er well protected? If you're dissatisfied, you can smash it here, too."
Hino laughed a little, and he started dating me. I have no idea what the slightest will say next, and I wait for the slightest next word in fear.
"We have a heated discussion every day. There are no stories of color at all. Normally, if a man and a woman act in a situation where their lives are in danger, the classic pattern is that the pedigree maintenance instinct works and is easy to love, but it doesn't develop into a sweet development at all. I don't believe it. It can't even be poetry."
"Good for you"
Hino nodding satisfactorily.
"It's not good. As far as I'm concerned, I was going to make you stick with Liao Er a little bit. I'm not even going to be horny yet. What's wrong with him?"
The old man says with a genuine and flashing face. No, seriously, this old man wants to stick with me a little bit.
"Father... don't hesitate to say it sincerely, but don't I have any attraction as a woman? I know I'm a stranger myself. Is that strange part of you pulling your leg, that is, working as a negative power to my charm itself?
"In front of a lot of people - and don't ask grandiose questions in front of my men"
The boulder old man also becomes tannic and puts his head on.
"In front of everyone, you're cute, or do you want me to even have a full bloody parental idiot? Please don't. My dignity breaks from the roots."
Dignity or something?
"No, you're already full of parent idiots at the moment. You don't think I'm exposed to a bunch of idiots? Everybody's watching your old man fool around."
"Gu......"
My old man roars at me for poking.
"Aside from whether my father has dignity, you do have a point around it. But my daughter's not horny in front of a bunch of people. At the point where you say things like this, it sucks as a father, doesn't it? What kind of nerve is it to hesitate with questions about whether or not you're unattractive? Is it schizophrenia?
"Grunt..."
Slightly as we hunt him down, the old man growls more and more face to face. Such an old man is rare.
"I think you're a little attractive. Liao Er is only his wife."
Hino says. Well... I can't argue with this. Sure, I'll be your wife.
"Neither Koganei nor Tachikawa know where they are. Tachikawa got away with it."
Me sitting on the couch and forcing myself to change the subject.
Immediately afterwards, a slight sits dignified beside me. Um...
"That's why I'll be here for a while. If the guy who was modified by Junko Suzuoka shows up again, I'm going to crush him. Of course, even if we find out where Kokanai and the others are lurking."
"You know that?
"I planted a camera in front of the Snow Oka Laboratory in Candoville. So they let him go, checking in and out of the elephant."
Me answering Hino's question.
"I'm glad you didn't get a modified guy over here."
"I'll lose if I'm a modified person."
Old man groaning with laughter at my words. Sure, the old man is pretty good, but the mouse opponent who doesn't know what he's going to do for it is a threat, and there can be dead people in the constituents, and they'd still rather be in charge with me and a little.
I'm sure the old man knows that, but he must be hitting the big mouth to reassure the constituents here.
"Something more distracting than that. They could have hired another strong killer from the outside, just like they did in the meat shell Kazuka."
The discarding dialogue of the standing river had been caught on forever, so I finally put it out in my mouth.
"You mean hire me against this one, too?
An old man asks with a serious face. Hiring killers and barren killer fights is actually a less favored way of fighting. Though some organizations don't hesitate to do that, their reputation in the back streets drops as people who can't wipe their own asses either.
Well, there are some rare examples of large organizations, like a formalin-pickled president, that rely flatly on external forces, with no fluctuations in ratings, etc. That organization is supermassive enough to put pressure on police superiors.
"If it's enough to make unnecessary sacrifices, you should think about it"
"If you don't have a connection with my father, you can call it external."
A slight bit involves the story in a strange way.
"I don't really help my organization, considering the neighborhood."
"That's not true. It is no disgrace to help an intelligence organization. The stock is going down to build up the power of Don Patti himself."
An old man gently denied a few words.
"What about hiring an escort? Silver Storm Hall, for example."
slightly asks.
"It depends on the background, doesn't it? When it comes to fighting completely, that's not a very well-dressed story either. Now we are fighting exactly. However, if it's a small escort, it's a different story, and I can ask you to do it."
The old man puts his arms together and thinks. Although there is a slight parent-child connection, it is not part of the organization. On the contrary, he's part of another organization, enough to be protected from you. Although the slightest refuses to do so.
"Do you think we should focus Liao Er on protecting this one and put on another escort for the slightest bit?
An alternating glance at me and the old man asks.
He even looked at me a little bit. I know what you're trying to say. As for the old man and the slightest mood, he wants to leave me with a little escort, but if the battle with the enemy is getting painful, I'd prefer to think more rationally and deal with it.
"A little bit of it is an effective force in itself. It acts as a spear against them at the price of my escort. If you put on another escort and I'm off, you can't just let me hang out with you."
I know this logic I've spoken of is strange. I can claim to fight for self-defense, no matter who follows the escort, because I am being targeted slightly. I don't mind joining forces to protect you, old man.
Reasonably enough, I'd rather get out of the slightest escort and hire some powerful escort from somewhere else to put it on. But... the old man and the slightest will trust me like no other. That is also an important point.
"Phew..."
That's when one of the constituents came out of the bathroom. No... strange face. Newbie at this time of year? Or another customer?
He's tall, has a neat face, but has an unreliable impression somewhere. The constituents also glance at the man.
"Who, you"
Who Hino does. The old man is also opening his eyes. Intruder? Assassin? No, I'm not an assassin. I don't feel hostile or murderous about it.
"Is that me? As you can see, it's a maggot."
Get a hand in the nostalgia while a man returns an unintelligible answer. This move itself is something I should be vigilant about, but I am utterly alert. No, I'm not the only one. Nobody thinks anything of it. They are all Kyotons.
The man, who had no hostility or killing intentions, pulled out his gun without making him feel hostile, murderous or dusty, and shot him.
I couldn't react when I was counting on killing. I didn't keep my head on too many things. When I found out, he was shooting. I finally swallowed things up after he shot me.
It is not easy to be poked into the void, etc. It's as if I've been called into illusion. Or maybe he was really using that kind of paranormal force.
Old man - Tatsugoro Inaguchi, the boss of Uber in Shiba, the benefactor I've always admired, was wearing a hole in the center of his forehead and was collapsing.