"Quick, but the other executives were listening to the phone conversation? Or was it in a building in the Grimm Penis Branch?
Towards Katsuura, who sat in her seat, Junko asks.
"Yes."
Katsuura responds with atrophy to the inquiry of her little daughter, who would appear to be less than half alive.
"Well, then there's a good chance that Mr. Van Damme will miss the conversation. That means there's a good chance that Mr. Katsuura and Mr. Van Damme will kill you, right?
Junko says he's smiling. Katsuura's fear increases even more.
"When you get back to the building, check the wiretaps again thoroughly."
"Also, are you okay to go back?
"Of course there's danger, though. But I'm not gonna talk to you unless you go back, and even if you're bugged, it's a pain in the ass, and I'm not doing it. So, I was initially going to trick Katsuura into dying..."
Needless to say, Katsuura's fear meter kept rising, but that was the peak there.
"I stopped. I want you to give this book to Mr. Van Damme."
Seeing the title of the book handed to me for saying so, Katsuura blew it.
The book was a light novel. Terrorists are the hero's, ruinous content. I can largely tell that by looking at the title. But the title is more important than the content.
Katsuura can't even understand the title of the book and what it means to hand it over. This is a message for Van Damme. But I don't know what it means to convey the message to Van Damme.
"For Katsuura's own safety, hand me this."
"Is it not possible to be killed instantly? Or maybe I'll get killed away from him..."
I didn't think it would lead to Katsuura's safety, no matter what I thought. This seems like a challenge or blackmail. Or a bad hobby joke.
"Of course it's possible, but isn't it better than not doing anything? If you don't believe me, you don't have to, but if you don't do what I tell you, you think that would completely cut me off from Mr. Katsuura's relationship, right? And I don't guarantee my life after that."
"You think if you keep the relationship, you'll give me life security?
Katsuura wondered if I would bother to check, but I'm also afraid not to.
"I'm going to try my best."
It was a vague, not reassuring answer, but still somewhat appeased Katsuura.
"Ok...... I'll do what you say."
"Yeah. Nice to meet you."
Seeing Katsuura bagging Lanobe's manuscript handed to her, Junko let her grin unyielding.
Cornelis Van Damme was born and raised in a wealthy Dutch house.
No mother. It was genetically engineered at the time of fertilization and was raised in an artificial uterus, from fertilized eggs to childbirth.
Growing up with an English talent education from an early age, he was a character who excelled in memory, calculation and insight, achieved excellent grades, but could not take any account of others, and his father, who craved excellent traces, also began to entertain this son.
From Van Damme's point of view, neither the act nor the idea of caring for others is understandable. Those who care about that can't help but wonder. I've always thought that people should all live just for themselves, and for that reason, it's just something they use when the value of use is mutual for them.
Therefore, the act of serving the other person beyond the cost is also completely incomprehensible, and even if you try to understand it, so you break it off as such, try not to think deeply and try to fit in with your surroundings with reason, but fail and cause trouble from time to time.
Even though he was a perfect man outside of relationships, he was a childhood who had difficulties only with the way he dealt with people, but by the time he went to college, he could also overcome it to some extent.
And I understand that this world is a game of how much you can go up there. How much money you can make, how much fame you can earn, how much power you can boast, how much power you can gain, etc.
In that, Van Damme purely craved only wealth. Power and fame are tools for making wealth. I don't want to be extravagant. I just want to save up and increase the numbers. Only by looking at the rising width of the numbers and the amount of money saved, and by searching for a means to save more numbers, did Van Damme rejoice.
Expenditure in January was set at 200,000 yen. If you don't make it look better, you will be underestimated, so I only care about the outfit, but I seriously think it's a hassle. Expenses, on the other hand, are spent all the time. The clothes are also dropped at expense.
Van Dam who only rots in the act of saving money, but not choosing no means. No matter how many means there are likely to be to make more money, I only prefer solid money. That's also because Van Damme didn't like gambling.
To make more money than people, you have to do things you can beat and do many times, but you hate such uncertainty more than anything else. It has to be the answer to calculate and be sure to answer. The calculations and answers must be accompanied by further execution. Of course, as long as you're still alive, it's hard to get rid of the element of luck. It's outrageous to do something big.
Meanwhile, some time after adulthood, Van Damme developed an interest in something other than making money. From an early age, Van Damme worked his desire to observe the flow of feelings more because he could not understand at all, but could not understand, things such as the good intentions of men being the service of fraternity. Because of that motive, he looked at an organization called Grimm Penis and took over the organization.
When it came to what Van Dam, who became the second-generation building beam of Grimm Penis, ended up doing, it was how to exploit the flow of people's goodwill and squeeze gold. In the meantime, I diligently observed, trying to understand people's good intentions, but I don't know how.
Such a van Dam, a turning point comes.
Van Damme fell in love. It was my first love in my mid-thirties.
The other person was a secretary, the look was under the covenant, etc., but she was a very attentive and loving woman. Van Damme thought about her all the time when he realized it, and he was looking forward to seeing her every day.
Vandamm confessed to her, though clumsy, and the two became lovers to each other.
But Vandam's character, which he could not take into account, was disastrous, and tormented her, and Vandam was bidden her farewell. It was a three-month relationship.
"Instead of knowing how to love people, you only know people's hearts by reason, poor people"
Words said at the parting pierced Van Damme's heart.
The joy and wonder of loving people, and the intense pain of losing them. Van Damme relieves herself at home and instead of relinquishing her duties, she finds herself in a state where she can't eat or sleep.
(Were all the humans in the world going through this? That's also in some people's teens. I can't believe it. So you were okay with that? So you're saying you can stay sane? I want to disappear now. He said it was so painful that he wanted to die...)
Until then, Van Damme had looked down on many others as incompetent, but changed his mind. I recognized that it was I who was inferior to others. He said that he was the one who was so weak and inferior to everyone that he could do nothing because of the damage to his broken heart.
A week later, Van Dam finally went to Grimm Penis, but with so much work to do, half of the top executives worried about Van Dam and half began working on dragging Van Dam off the chairman's seat.
(It seems to me that the people who work on it are more normal. But are these incompetent people who worry about me more... decent as a person? With that heart, did I not have to lose her...)
While observing his men, Van Damme was vaguely thinking about that. And being self-absorbed, he thought it was all right to be chased for the chairmanship of Grimm Penis.
If Van Damme couldn't get around with his second love right after his heartbreak, it's likely he'd have left Grimm Penis.
Van Damme met the goddess. She was an internationally renowned figure, affiliated with various NGO organizations and engaged in philanthropy, and was also annoyed by overlapping visual and hearing impairments, hence also known as Helen Keller in the twenty-first century, among others.
She - Kate and I met at the convenience of Grimm Penis's job, but its presence was too shocking for Van Damme.
Kate said she didn't have to put on the auxiliary devices except when she really needed work, etc. The reason is that there are sesame people in the world who have the same disabilities as themselves but are unable to put on aids. He wanted to be in the same position as the others. Its Kate principle of conduct is an incalculable substitute for Van Damme.
Van Damme fell in love again lightly with her with an even deeper heart of mercy than her broken up lover.
And Van Damme told Kate everything she had ever told herself about her life, everything about what she was like, everything about her humanity making her miserable and hard on her loved ones, and saying goodbye. Then he wanted Kate.
"I may be a psychopath, but right now, I hope I don't anymore. I also want to empathize with the actions of people who don't fit reason. Nothing. I'm not a person without any emotions. But I think it's missing everywhere, it's dull, it's flawed, it's missing... that is... it's not rootless, it's forgetting somewhere, it's gone. So... I need you to help me find it."
Vandamm himself thought it was a clumsy confession, but Kate listened with a gentle smile on her face.
After hearing her best confession and request, she admitted with a smile.