Pure Love ✕ Insult Complex

The new manager Asami was a woman who looked serious wearing glasses with no edges.

The Kazuki Security Service uniform... doesn't look good at all.

It feels more like the head of the secretarial division of a large company than the security guard of VIP protection.

Yeah, I'm not tall and I don't seem strong... but there's only piercing locks.

"... don't look too giddy, because you'll be noticed"

Margot whispers to me.

I change my gaze in a hurry.

"Asami Asami, 28. Heh... I left Dongdae as the chief and joined Kazuki Research, a think tank of the Kazuki Group. After studying economic policy, I moved to Kazuki Security Services last year. You have a different background…!

Margo reads the information on the screen.

"... I mean ambitious people!

Ning whispers to me.

"Why?"

"Don't you want to be a politician or something in the future? Even though I specialize in economic policy, I didn't become a state bureaucrat... and if I was going to be a researcher, I would have stayed in the think tank. Maybe I'm thinking about making connections with upper-class people while working on Kazuki Security Services, and in the future, I'll go to national politics..."

Hey, I see...

"There must have been some kind of setback. Otherwise, people with these backgrounds won't make such an out-of-the-box transition."

Mr. Margo reads ahead of Manager Asami's data.

"Oh, okay. She... is the daughter of someone who was a big opposition deputy."

...... hmm?

"Your father... has been tried three years ago for violating the Political Funds Regulation Act and has died en route. Oh, he died so suddenly, there seems to be a rumor that he was assassinated... Your father's turf... the local sponsorship club or something, it's all been taken away by someone who was a personal secretary... and now, it seems, that person is a congressman. So, Mr. Asami thinks the former secretary was the one who betrayed your father and killed him."

"Well... are you trying to take your father's revenge and be a politician?

"Well, I guess so. As long as she has a former secretary, she can't be a candidate for the same political party... because she doesn't have the political funds, the ground, the patrons, the connections to the powerful right now. I guess you thought you couldn't take revenge if you didn't make one or eight bets."

...... ha.

Sure, he looks so smart... but he has a strong willed eye: 'I'll do whatever I want'.

"The hotel yesterday... it's not attached to the crime scene. Manager Yamaoka must have taken it off."

Mr Margo said.

"Uh... why?

"I don't care, I'm not a 'militant' like confronting people like Sizario Viola... but you're highly capable, aren't you? Because Yamaoka-san will push me to the next director. As for Yamaoka-san, I think he excluded her from the hotel scene so that the kid who was going to be his rival wouldn't be active."

Yeah... because I have a small heart, Mae Yamaoka.

"But... maybe it's Chief Tanizawa's hobby... but every time the head of the uniform team picks someone who looks stubborn."

"Well, let's do it! Kudo from" Back Squad "is a stuffed animal... if you're in uniform, you have to be serious!

To Margo, Ning smiles......

"Well... if you're in uniform, you don't work unless you're a common sense person..."

Mr. Margo...... whines as he reads the screen.

"I think there's a gap around there that I... attach. Yeah... you've been doing a lot of research on this Seki-san material. For example... only the layout diagram of the security guard decided by the new manager Asami makes it clear how people like Asami think. Much finer than Mr. Yamaoka. But unfortunately... I don't have enough experience. There are a few points at stake..."

Mr. Margot seems to be thinking of a tactic.

"Even so... the bottom line of Asami's new manager is that we don't know if we can actually hit it... do we have to attack it as hard as we can..."

While we're having that conversation......

The 'farewell ceremony' begins.

Many of your boys showed up... and started reading the scriptures.

"... ah"

Ning... shrugs.

"What's going on?

"That's right, Michi... I think I found Yo in this big audience"

Oh, sure... Michi is looking at me.

When I nod, "Yeah," so does Michi, who stands in the corner of the stage in the distance.

Wow, I can really see me, I know.

"You're like an eagle's eye... that kid"

Ning says so... and leans on me.

Hold my hand tight......

"Then... flirt and show them off. Ugh! Slow down!"

"I'm the one who deals with Michi, who got upset later, right?

"Fine... deal with him. Yikes!

On my neck, Ning kisses Chu.

I smell the sweet smell of Ning......

"Now... be my opponent!

"... yeah"

I gently rubbed Ning's hand.

Meizhi looks at us with no expression.

Well, that faceless look scares me the most......

Misuzu, on the other hand... is dealing with Rukiko, who is crying.

Better than finding me out from these hundreds of funerals... he's focused on keeping my orders and monitoring Rukiko.

Yeah yeah...... missouri, we'll make him plenty cute later.

I mean... my missouri is really cute.

"Over there, it's the same...!

If you're watching Ning......

Ji in mourning...... grabs a few beads and prays silently.

Miko next door... I can't seem to help but notice Rukiko crying.

But the two seats on the stage... pinch the coffin and stay away.

Miko can't do anything about it.

"Hey...... how long does this kito last?

Margot asks me.

"... turtle head?

"No, look... a Buddhist monk is casting a spell."

Oh...... prayer.

Or a Buddhist monk...

No, Mr. Margo, are there monks of all religions?

"Margo, sister, that's Sutra"

"Okyo? Sorry, I'm new to Buddhist forms of funerals..."

Mr. Margo smiles bitterly.

That's... American, Indian bloodline guy.

"That's, like, reading out stories about what Buddha told you and what you did. Yikes!

"In a Christian ritual, like a Bible reading?

"Yes, yes. It's just... Bible readings, though, are just passages. The Sutra is a long time...!

Ning looks fed up.

"Is it that long?

"Uh, I think it's about 20 to 30 minutes... because when my grandfather was there, he was"

I answered.

My maternal grandfather... although not as good as the Kazuki family, for once he was president of the company...

That was quite the size of the funeral.

Most importantly, my father and I... couldn't let him sit in the kinship seat...

I was working at the reception or something.

My mother... sat beside her grandfather's coffin the whole time...

... I don't want to remind you anymore.

When Ba...

Sounds like a funeral, the ceremony... and I didn't do it.

"Oh, more than biblical readings...... you're a chant. I feel musical. I see, I get it. Interesting......!

The meaning of Mr. Margo's words... I don't know.

◇ ◇ ◇

"… Now, please bake incense"

In the host's announcement, the incense burning began.

"First of all, Survivors and relatives, please…"

Ji has the best incense.

Then, Rukiko's mother......

Miko... third.

From among the funerals, a small twist emerges.

If it's true... Rukiko, the daughter of the deceased, should burn incense first.

Then, Misumu's parents.

... missouri.

Rukiko burned incense at the end of the family......

The moment I drop the miso into the incense furnace... Rukiko cries, wow.

Shit, if I go in there... my no-pan butt will look round to the audience.

Miko tries to jump out in a hurry...

Ji puts his hands in control.

Instead, missouri and wisdom pop up.

From the attendance table... it will only appear that a close cousin and his entourage have come to help Rukiko.

But the truth is... it's forced.

Michi is sneaking Rukiko's butt pounding.

Rukiko is taken back to her seat as she endures swollen butt pain......

"Continued… Dear Relatives, please"

Let's start with the head of the Kazuki family division... baking incense from Kazuki's father.

"What are you doing?

Margot asks.

Mr. Margo seems interested in the modus operandi of the funeral.

"Er... are you dropping incense on the fire?

Ning replied.

"You haven't done it once, you've done it many times. Why?"

"Nah... I don't know him well"

"Neither do I. I don't know."

I don't know why......

"It is. If this is the case, I should have looked into the Japanese funeral in detail by the end of last night... because I was a little busy last night"

To Margo, who says so, Ning...

"What are you talking about, Margo, your sister does it too... that"

"Uh... why?

"I mean... everyone in the line here does it. That's the rule......!

"I need to... religious ritualistically bad or something like that? When there's a human out there who doesn't do it alone, does a corpse zombiize or something?

"That's... I don't know. But we're all supposed to do it."

Mr. Margo looks in trouble.

"I wonder... if I would be certified as a Buddhist too if I participated in that ritual?

"Because that's not true. It's okay...... maybe"

Ning answers.

"I don't know...... I'm American though"

"I don't think you have to worry about it."

"I mean... can I? What are you doing?

Mmm......

"Haha...... because I just look at what the previous person does and imitate it!

"Me too... yes"

"Is that okay? Really? Because I misfollowed the ritual procedure and I don't even know if I'm a zombie with it......!

"It's okay. If someone's way of baking incense is weird, and that's what's causing them to zombie... because all over Japan, there are zombies everywhere!

"Yeah. I'm fine. There are no zombies in Japan... I've never seen them!

It was me and Ning, and I assured him so.

"Continuing… will be the incense of the funerals"

Along with the announcement, the incense is baked in turn.

"Look, let's go, too!

Ning pulls us.

"Ah... looks fine. Other than me, a foreigner... is here."

Inside the row of incense burning...... find the white man's face, Mr. Margo relieves.

"If you say so, I'll leave the body with a blade."

Ah... I think Ba's body had something.

"If you don't have the blade... the demon will take possession of the body."

says Ning.

"Afterwards, the cat also takes possession of the body and says, right? Let the body dance..."

... heh.

"That means... maybe that's the Japanese version of the zombie. Hey!

The order of baking incense is approaching.

Because that's just how many people there are... five people at a time are baked in a large incense furnace.

Ji, Rukiko and Misuzu... the survivors bow their heads to the incenser each time.

"Yeah... I think I got it."

See how the previous few incenses burn...... Margo said so.

Well, it's our turn.

Ning... let go of my hand, which was connected until then.

Not because Misuzu stared at me...

Thank the deceased and the bereaved...... incense.

Also thank you.

Jizz and the others...... head down.

Rukiko, crying too much, has already half-flown her mind.

The figure also invites the pity of the funerals.

Miko is staring at me in a terrific shape.

The grudge separated from Mr. Rukiko...... Ji can't hit me.

So... to me.

……

Ning pulls my arm.

Oh, why don't you?

We have to give the place to the next people.

We... go back to our seats.

"... you're watching, her"

Who is Margo's new manager Asami?

Yeah, you're looking at us.

"Well...... we are 'beware people' hey!

I'd rather... squeal like that.

My little eyeglass sister... is watching us.

Rukiko's 'kidnapping' needs to get out of that sister......

◇ ◇ ◇

"... my eldest son died in an exotic land. And now my second son has passed away before me, my father..."

At the end of all the incense burning...... it will be Ji's bereavement greeting.

"Whatever the reason...... there is no substitute for being unfaithful"

As it is, Ji briefly described her memories of the dead Kazuki Heavy Autumn and… the achievements made by Mr. Heavy Autumn within the Kazuki Group.

"Here's how you drop me off to so many of you... my son, I think, is very happy"

In fact... most of the funerals are coming for Ji.

The head of one of Japan's leading famous houses and Kazuki family...... This is all the people coming because it is the funeral of Kazuki's son.

Kazuki Seiqiu's own acquaintance/friend will not be there for a tenth.

"... about this one, I'm tired of sayin 'too. You can't do this right now...... rarely next year's shareholders' meeting, I'm going to leave the seat of chairman of the Kazuki Group......!

Throughout the venue...... severe earthquakes run.

"To succeed...... I am recommending Tatsu-kun Shima offshore. Already, I have your endorsement of the board of directors......!

Katsuki Kazuki, intent to retire from the economy...... Tomorrow's newspaper will have a big article.

"By the way, you are next to me, Miko... until now, there have been circumstances and I have been lying low, but this is my oldest son, Kazuki Reiharu's oblivion. He's my grandson."

At that moment......

Rukiko cried out loud...

Miko is no longer... Rukiko's "With".

"I intend to raise this Miko as a daughter of the Kazuki family, just like Misuzu and Rukiko. Please treat them that way, too.... Miko"

Miko is... faceless, giving her a compliment.

Words don't speak.

The truth is, being announced in this way is... I guess it's not meant to be.

Rukiko is crying hard.

Most importantly, the venue is still shaken by the aftermath of Ji's retirement announcement.

Anyone who pays attention to Miko... not many.

Instead, it was spreading to relatives.

"So... this means that if I marry Miko, I can be the heir to the main house?

Kazuki Jen... you have a big voice.

"Fool, from now on, I'll call you 'Miko'. Eh!

Look, I'm pissed at Kazuki.

"Gentlemen, today...... for my son, thank you so much for coming. He was a bad son... but I loved him. Really...... too bad. Pity...... Dear friends, please, don't forget about him and do it. Please…"

In those words that speak pale...... I have Ji's mood.

But most of the funerals... haven't noticed.

No, that's why... Ji is telling the truth.

"Heavy Autumn...... I preferred Cognac to drink. I don't drink cognac until I'm dead already. He can't drink cognac anymore... but why am I allowed to drink it..."

That's... the punishment Ji puts on herself.

"No... no whiskey, no brandy, I say no. All the booze Heavy Autumn loved......!

In Ji's eyes, I saw something glowing.

"Today...... thank you so much......!

And... the 'farewell ceremony' ends.

◇ ◇ ◇

Outside the venue, a hearse will be provided.

Ji, Rukiko, family and relatives...... then friends who were really close to Kazuki Heavy Autumn say their final goodbyes.

The coffin is... carried.

to the music of the funeral.

Kazuki Fucking and Kazuki's brothers, Kazuki Jen... Oh, there's also Kenji Kazuki.

The men of the Kazuki clan are all in charge of the coffin.

Keep it up... from the altar on the altar... outside.

"Yo, hide"

said Ning.

"That kid, when he finds me, he's a mend......!

Oh, Kensi Kazuki...

Sure, he's a hassle.

"I mean, it's time for you to start acting."

Margo tells me.

"Huh... yes?

"Inside the venue, now is the most confusing… Asami Shin Manager is also focusing on sending Kazuki and the others out of here..."

...... oh.

With the coffin... Ji Chi and the others are moving to the crematorium.

"Inside now...... take that exit out there. Because Seung-san is waiting."

... Seung-san?

"Me and Ning... I'm going to pick up Iwakura. The rendezvous is scheduled for the crematorium... depending on how Asami leaves, he might be a refiner."

That's what Mr. Margo said.

"Anyway... don't panic or rush. Pretend to go to the bathroom too... slowly."

The coffin... goes by our side...

"Yo... Say hello to the mistletoes!

Ning smiles nicely.

"Now it's my turn to be a better jerk!

... I am.

"All right... we're on the move!

Mr. Margo's words push me on the back...... I rise from my seat.

The venue is... concentrated on the burial of the coffin.

I, in a very ordinary foothold… head to the exit indicated by Mr. Margo.

Ah, Michi from the stage, he's looking at me...

Misuzu seems to be overwhelmed with the care of Rukiko, who won't stop crying.

Miko is upset...

Ji was looking at the coffin that kept him away......

"... I've been waiting for you."

When I went out the exit... Seki-san waited for me.

"Hurry up... let's go to my car."

"Uh... where?

I ask.

"Stupid... it's a crematorium"

Crematorium...

Except for my relatives, they won't go...

"I'm just on my way... with the first guard of the Kazuki Security Service."

... Yes?

"I will fly..." My lord, "" Misuzu, "before Rukiko arrives, I will infiltrate."

... right.

It's weird that I'm not a relative of the Kazuki family going to the crematorium with Ji...

Then we just have to get ahead of ourselves... and get inside the venue.

"I'll take care of it, I'll take care of it... Anyway, let's go."

Mr. Guan is on a small run, heading to the parking lot.

... Me too.

"It's okay...... because the new general manager Asami only pays attention to Margo, Kyoko's apprentice anyway. Mr. Margot will take care of you."

I'm... I'm just a high school student. Noteworthy, they don't think you're the other guy.