Van Damme's assassination failed. Many of the assassins were alive, but Adonis and Charles have told us that they will get off this job because of repeated failures. Masami has also said she will get off the job instead of having her life saved. More than half of the rest of the miscellaneous soldiers also descended.
Raphael, Biton, and three of Theodore were face-to-face in Raphael's office at the private Oil Tanya Japan branch and talking about the results.
"Did you dare let him escape without killing you? If so, it's a good decision in this case. After damaging the assassin's willingness to continue, it will be difficult to hire the next assassin."
Biton makes a personal observation.
"How can it be harder to hire if you don't dare to kill me and let me get away with it?
To Biton's words, Raphael hits the question.
"It is clear which difficulty is more likely to be killing them all and repelling them, or letting them retreat alive to some extent. In other words, the result is that you showed off your high level of combat power. Besides, one of the assassins has abandoned his job for being pitied. When this happens, it won't be easy for the killers to move, even if they ask for Van Damme's assassination. In terms of strength, in terms of emotion. Unlike fiction, in real life, not everything about a killer is a ruthless killing machine that takes on any job as long as it pays"
"Is that what it is? Thank you. It doesn't fit the image of a killer... Maybe we have an image of a fiction killer burning in our heads."
Listening to Biton, Raphael alters his perception.
"Killers and doomsayers are human too. Many people want to choose some of the jobs they undertake. Of course, some people will take any job if they pay for it."
The quality of the assassins Theodore has greatly increased is low, and at that point a solid boost to his power would have been difficult, Biton sees. Most of them are chimps.
"Private oil, Tanya. Can't you move the soldiers in the Japanese branch?
Theodore, who was silent until then, finally opens his mouth.
"I refuse. Don't try to do anything just because you're stuffed with feathers. It's ugly."
"That's definitely ugly..."
Even with Biton's rejection and allegations, Theodore doesn't even feel angry and takes a heavy sigh.
That Theodore got a call.
The target was Junko.
"I was wondering if you could come because I need to talk to you about something a little important. Mr. Theodore has a favor to ask. Actually, not now... '
Both Biton and Raphael were familiar with the voices leaking from the phone.
"Okay. I'm going tomorrow."
"What is a call from Junko Suzuoka..."
Biton roars when he hears the other person on the phone. I had heard the story of putting it on my side, but then I had not heard what had happened, and it was Raphael and Biton who had lost sight of their existence.
"Something may progress. Kate Van Damme also came to her and became a flow of dialogue. Looks like Kate has an accomplice in Kate. I think it would be a serious story to share with the collaborators."
Theodore reports.
"Why don't you turn the volume down a little... I heard the whole conversation."
"Ah..."
Teodor hands on his mouth to the bitten pointing out.
(Was this man such a character? It seems like people have changed a lot...)
Biton wonders what's clearly wrong with Theodore today.
"Biton, stay out of your seats for a little while."
Raphael tells him quietly.
"Okay."
Biton nodded and left the room. I was quite interested to kick myself out and see what Raphael and I would talk about.
"I wish there had been another bitton. Well, just in case. If it looks okay, I'll talk to him later. Besides, it would be easier for both of us to talk."
Raphael talks when we're alone. Theodore didn't know what the hell it was about, but he quickly figured it out in the next word.
"You're a clone of Theodore, aren't you?
Ask Straight Raphael.
Theodore was tending to lay low and cruising a little, but eventually he nodded silently and anxiously. When it's a childish trick, it shows in Raphael's eyes.
Theodore, who is actually only about his child's age of life, was occasionally partially, due to the influence of the mind control being solved, when his mental age becomes that of the child. Theodore knows that, too, and he tries not to let it out in public as much as possible, but sometimes it leaves unconsciously.
"Don't worry. If you're going to threaten me, I won't bother leaving Biton's room. Threaten by both of us. Some nuances have left him to reassure you."
"It's... I know"
"It's something I'm not at all interested in how you've become and what happened to the main body. Whatever. What I'm trying to say is. If you don't behave like a body, I think I can help you. You seem very different from the main body. [M] I mean... you shouldn't act like a main unit or anything so that you don't lose who you are. That's not good for anyone. You don't like it either, do you?
Theodore nodded silently again in response to Raphael's confirmation.
"Are you sure... can I believe you?
Now Theodore confirms it in a more hesitant tone.
"I'm fine. You shouldn't try to act like a body too hard, either in front of a clan or around you. You can be confused, so act the way you want. That's good for you. If you suddenly change your behavior and behavior, you will of course be confused around you. But only at the beginning will I be confused, and soon I will get used to your changes. It just seems like something has caused people to change. If I find out it's a clone, I'll do everything I can to cover for you. Well, as I said earlier, I'll just talk to Biton. He's a man I trust. Don't worry about it."
Raphael becomes conscious as he appears to be giving up his child, whispering. And Raphael also guessed at this time. I really wonder if this clone is that of the child. Even if memories are taking over, you have to live a long time.
Honestly, Raphael sees that even if he finds out this Theodore is a clone, no one will see it as a problem. Because the original was more clearly hated and neglected.
"You think I'm... human...?
His voice trembles and Theodore speaks.
"I... don't have a father either. I don't have a mother either. Perfect bastard. I'm supposed to be a kid at my age, but I've never been a kid. Memories were copied pasted and, if noticed, existed as an alternative. I even had my thoughts and emotions under control. Now that it's solved, I think and feel normal. But... do you think I'm human like this? You treat me like a human being?
"No matter where you look from, you're human."
Seeing what glowed in Theodore's eyes, Raphael gently placed his hand on his shoulder and told him quietly.
"Ah... thank you... gu... uuuuuuu..."
After thanking her, Theodore leaked a whimper.
"I've left the enemy, but this one's still wounded."
In response to Terrence's report, Van Damme took a deep leap into the chair and exhaled small.
"How long will this last..."
Anxiously speaking, Katsuura.
"In my reading, I won't take any more ways to complain about violence. It's possible beyond now, it should have been all I could do. It is clear from the failure of the Japanese branch of the private oil tanker to put in private soldiers."
"The quality of the soldiers added to the raid was also low. I agree with Mr. Van Damme."
Vandamm and Terrence continued.
"If a private oilfielder brings the organization together and comes to things, it's quite a threat, though. But private oilfielders are an organization that can't be described as a single rock. In this case too, there must be someone who is averse to the way Theodore did it. Then, if you look at them from the top of the business, the budget will be thorough and sinister, and the assistance of our compatriots will be even more sinister."
Van Damme almost discerned the essence and inner nature of the private oilfielder.
"I can't be alarmed because my readings don't always hit me. I'll keep it here. Until we're completely settled, it's dangerous to leave here."
Reminds me of Kate as I speak. I'm worried about where the hell you've been. Above all, it's the form of fighting and leaving, so I feel like my chest is tightened every time I remember it. I can't help but miss you soon.