Rebuild World

Akira was on her way back from Sizka's store to the inn chatting with Alpha. Along the way, I can be taught in a manner that is light enough to change the subject from the Alpha.

Akira, they're tailing us again.

"Again."

Sometimes she had just been attacked the other day, and Akira blatantly put her laid-back inner heart on her face. But the expression turns into something surprising.

'No, wait, no way, are you going to attack me in a place like this?

Urban security depends to a large extent on the power of the organisations that are striving to maintain security in the place. Naturally, the interior of the fence and, for the most part, the private security companies have undertaken the security of the area, dealing mainly by force with the various factors that disturb the security.

Though moving in the direction of the Inn, which is relatively close to Slam Street, the area is still quite secure. Making a scene like the other day in such a place is an act of turning those who profit from its policing against the enemy. Safety has extremely high commodity value in the east. Naturally, sanctions for existence that devalues them will be commensurately severe.

There is also a time and place for every dispute. It's not like making a robbery scene in Slam Street. Akira's thought of linking the tail to an instant raid was largely biased, and while the recent raid had increased that bias, it was not normally possible enough to make Akira think that there would still be no fool here to attack herself for gold.

As Akira intensifies both her vigilance and her confusion, Alpha's supplement enters again.

'It's okay because there's no way you're trying to attack Akira. They're not even armed. Though it's a trail, it also looks like the tail keeps hesitating to speak to Akira rather than an end in itself. See for yourself, Akira. "

Akira looks back and looks for the person. Alpha's support highlighted the person in question in the augmented vision, so it was immediately found. There stood a girl who was behaving suspiciously with her suddenly looking back at herself firmly. It's Cheryl.

When Akira decides from the look of that Cheryl that there certainly seems to be no danger and loosens her guard, she wonders whether to leave her opponent alone or run and sprinkle, approaching Cheryl without daring (ah).

Cheryl, on the other hand, was heightening her nervousness when she saw Akira approaching her. I'm desperately holding myself down with reason that could get away with it right now.

(... calm down! You saved me the trouble of talking to you! Think so! You won't be able to pull it off in the future!?

Though the Sibears collapsed hunters, they had just the strength to lead a small prison party. Someone is approaching who killed those Sibears lightly by himself. Moreover, the person is the bearer of thought who chose to engage without hesitation in a situation surrounded by enemies.

If they knew they were previous raiders and wanted to kill them as soon as they seemed because they missed them then, no wonder they killed them without negotiation. I don't think I'd hesitate to kill him. Cheryl was holding both hands and enduring that fear.

that Akira does not know herself, or (has) not remembered. That was the primary gateway to Cheryl's bet.

Akira comes to Cheryl's side. Cheryl had managed to smile, but her face was largely distorted by fear and tension.

"What can I do for you?

Cheryl's tension increases even further. Because I saw Akira's gear up close because of the reduced distance from her opponent. AAH assault gun that created the tragedy of the other day. Though inexpensive, guns for anti-monsters boast a power separate from interpersonal ones like pistols. If it is used against you, it is even suspicious that if you do poorly, the prototype will remain. I unexpectedly remember the shootout then, adding myself in my imagination to that pile of bodies, and following the tone.

"Ha ha, we need to talk..."

"Talk? What are you talking about?

Akira had a surprising face. Cheryl was so upset that she couldn't speak well. Still try to keep your rough breathing calm and try to keep talking so you don't break their mood.

But before that, Alpha pinches his mouth.

'Akira. I'll tell you for once, she's one of those people who attacked Akira before. It was mixed up among the people who surrounded Akira then. As soon as the shootout started, he was running away. "

'Really? What does a guy like that have to talk to me about?

"Come on, that's it."

Cheryl's wave of agitation had greatly reduced Akira's vigilance. But listening to Alpha will undo it. In addition, hostility and discomfort will emerge first if you become an associate of the Raiders in the bending form. They appear in Akira's expression and tone.

"What does one of those people who tried to kill me have to say to me?

Cheryl's head turned bright white with those words. The brain refuses to recognize the status quo, and the vision begins to look heavily distorted (boiled). As strange as it is not to collapse on the spot, my whole body starts to tremble. Fear begins to fill your mind and make you imagine Akira's actions after this. Pull out the gun, stick the muzzle down your throat, and pull the trigger without hesitation. My head blows up and pieces of flesh scatter around me. The imagination went past the back of his brain and Cheryl's tremors became more harsh.

I am attacked by nausea coming from fear and tension. But there's nothing in my stomach. The only thing I can throw up is stomach fluids. And more than that, Cheryl, now, was not the time.

Akira, on the other hand, was completely detoxified by how that Cheryl was doing. The target was completely frightened, with tear glands decimated and runny nose. The expression belongs to the prisoner in front of the execution and is not in a very state of being able to talk about something. Hostility and discomfort fall out of Akira's face at the rest of the way, and the confusion appears strong instead.

Alpha laughs and stands up at Akira in panic.

"Oh, my God."

"Oh, is it my fault?

'Come on? I know what's going on, and although I'm passive, it's not what I found out about who killed Akira with, until I figure out what to think around me, is it?

As Alpha put it, it just looks like Akira is threatening Cheryl no matter what she thinks (for). If there is someone here who is overwhelmed with justice who doesn't know what's going on, it's a sight to struggle to save Cheryl right away. If the guards in charge of policing the area make a weird misconception, the hassle of getting down to Akira will also jump.

Akira, who notices them, hastily tries to calm Cheryl down somehow.

"Uh, what, take it easy. I'm not going to do anything about it. That way too, isn't it? Why don't we just calm down and talk? I guess we need to talk about something, huh? Here, take a deep breath and calm down."

Akira's efforts are vain, and Cheryl continues to cry without a voice.

(... why are you doing this)

Akira cursed the world unknowingly.

Akira managed to bring Cheryl back to her inn room. I didn't take the means to leave Cheryl and escape because I was so scared but concerned about the content of the story I tried to hold onto myself.

Cheryl didn't resist Akira pulling her own hand. Even when I arrived in the room, I was frightened. (OBI) Well, the agitation remained strong, but the calm was still slightly restored, and although the traces remained clear, the tears stopped.

(A) No, Akira doesn't consider Cheryl an enemy so far. If you recognize them as enemies, you are more calm and less merciless. Whether Cheryl cries and begs for his life with a look distorted by fear, he is not hesitant to shoot him.

But the situation where a girl who was not the enemy was on her side (by her side) in a harsh (horrible) and frightening manner, which was also trembling with fear of herself, greatly exceeded Akira's interpersonal abilities. I propose to Cheryl to pray for the improvement of the situation.

"And why don't you take a bath? You think I'm gonna calm down?

Cheryl nodded slightly and headed for the bathroom. The suggestion made by Akira, who was a little confused, was something that could be inferred a lot, but Cheryl couldn't afford to notice it, and even if she did, she didn't have the strength to resist.

As Cheryl disappeared into the bathroom, Akira exhaled deeply as she exhaled her hard work.

"Alpha. What do you think it was?

'I can predict a lot, but it's quicker to ask her. (A) No, today's training is canceled. When she gets out of the bath, shall we take her time to talk?'

"Right."

(A) Restore your calm yourself. Akira thought so and decided to wait for Cheryl as she calmed down.

Cheryl was blurring and leaving herself to the hot tub. I thought it was over when my own bets were lightly broken at First Gate, but now I'm settling down a little bit. When it is loosely immersed in water, excess things such as fear, nervousness, and rush melt away with fatigue. The first bath in a long time had contributed greatly to Cheryl's mental stability.

(... I lost the bet I assumed, but I'm still alive.... are you lucky or bad? No, let's consider it lucky. Thanks to that ugliness, he probably won't be killed without a question. Being brought into the inn, well, that's within your assumptions. I don't mind, but let's make use of it.... if it works)

I should have been prepared in advance. But if you try, the readiness is only quite sweet, and as a result, it led to that ugliness.

But if you think back with a brain that has gained rest and regained thought, you can understand that that ugliness greatly diminishes Akira's vigilance and connects her own life. Even though it would have been counterproductive in poor acting. Even though I was lucky to include it.

I have to Akira the original favor when I get out of the bath. It is unclear whether the proposal will be accepted. We must make an effort to raise the possibilities now.

See what Cheryl looks like on the water. There's a girl who looks like she's been made quite a bit obsessed by the men. Dare (ah) mention the faults, the flesh on the chest is a little worse.

Cheryl understands that her appearance is quite excellent. I also think that using my body as a trading material would add a lot of value. From Akira when Yo (more) also recommended the bath to herself, I didn't feel much like I was expecting that hand. But I think there is a good chance that I will change my mind.

I don't mind, but if I'm asked, I have to give it away. That's about all I can get out close to wearing it. Then I'll increase its value as much as I can. Use what is available. When Cheryl judged so, she carefully washed her body and hair to brush herself up wherever possible.

Cheryl returns to her room after bathing. Akira was just about to eat thawed frozen food. At that time, Cheryl's belly rang stronger, claiming to be hungry stronger than he was.

Akira and Cheryl's eyes meet. After a few seconds of stalking, Akira silently sent Cheryl the meal she was about to eat. And I started thawing new frozen foods.

In silence, the heating of frozen foods proceeds. In the meantime, Cheryl waited silently without a hand in cooking.

Akira sits in front of Cheryl with her heated dish and checks on her opponent. And I decided I was calm enough and relieved (mostly) first. This would also allow us to talk. Open your mouth with that in mind.

"Well, talk while you eat..."

Cheryl's belly rang again. A subtle silence flows for both.

"... can we talk after we finish eating?"

Akira and Cheryl started eating as they were.

Akira tries to get back on her mind and listen to Cheryl as soon as she finishes her meal and the food has subsided in both stomachs to such an extent as not to disturb the conversation.

"Uh, first off, I'm Akira"

"I say Cheryl. Call me Cheryl. Mr. Akira. Thank you for the bath and meal. I sat down. And I'm sorry for everything. Sorry for the inconvenience."

Cheryl bowed her head in awe. In contrast, I answer without showing how Akira cared in particular, for better or worse.

"Akira is fine. We're kids.... So, what's the story?

Akira changed her expression slightly to something serious. Cheryl also answers with a serious look when she is ready.

"I'm going to tell you straight to the point. Actually, I want Akira to be our boss."

Akira unexpectedly turns her expression into something surprising. Cheryl continued to explain the situation in detail while heightening tension.

Residents of Slam Street often form inmates to survive their harsh lives. The advantages of being able to organise the securing of safe beds, the acquisition of regular food and cooperation in gold measures basically outweigh the shortcomings that occur in collective action. Even at the lower end of the spectrum, at a time when we can use each other as a group, it is mostly compared to the harshness with which we really operate alone.

Even in Slam Street, numbers are power. If the prison party operates well (well), there will be more people who want to join in search of asylum (strawberries) and benefits from its power. As we expand our forces to become more influential in the security of our neighborhood, it is also possible for those central figures to lead a fairly comfortable life. Sometimes people gather for that comfort and develop into a large prison party.

Sometimes the boss of that large prison party is not a resident of Slam Street. The so-called backpackers. who are dyeing their hands in commerce that cannot be operated in a safe place. A man of many explanations. Most of them retain large sums of money and powerful force, so the size of the party will inevitably increase.

It is not uncommon for hunters and hunter breakdowns to lead the detachment party. Force hunting monsters in the wilderness is also useful in slum streets. It helps the safety of its constituents, even if it is merely known to have hunter experience added to the detachment party. If a person has a passing on to a tame shop, such as a shopping mall, he or she is less likely to be seen under his or her feet if he or she is a resident of Slam Street, even if he or she sells scrap iron (crumbs) or picks collected in the nearby wilderness. Thanks to those advantages, even if there are some problems, including personality, etc., high status within the party is often tolerated.

There are various reasons why hunters are involved in the Slam Street detachment party. I gave up on my rise in the wilderness and switched to my rise there. Or (yes) I want a sourcing destination for people who can die because they will grow up in the wilderness. I want to secure a little safe house or a replacement warehouse. I want to be a stepping stone in building a massive organization. A small number of hunters were involved in the Slam Street Party for a variety of other reasons and interests.

Cheryl explained to Akira the benefits of becoming a captive party boss, and further told her that she could now take the boss's seat instead of Sibea. Sibea and the others were using force rather than dominance, or (some) violence as a backdrop to hold the party captive. If Akira killed those Sibears easily, it would be easy to become a new boss, and the revenge of the raid would be combined with the name of taking Sibea's inmate. There are no problems, and there are many benefits. Explained so enthusiastically.

But Akira shows an attitude that doesn't impress her.

"I get the story, but it looks like a lot of trouble, and you're not interested. I'm sorry, but I'm all over myself. Hit the other one."

"Ma, wait!

Cheryl spoke out in haste and unexpected response to Akira trying to break the story off. But I can't find the words to go on. It is obvious that he is unwilling to ride in person. I can't even think of anything that would interest me more than the earlier explanation. Even if you continue to postpone uninteresting stories in vain, it only damages their mood for what you postpone.

Now, it's very creepy (first) to undermine Akira's mood. I have already revealed that I am a raider, and I am being kept alive. If you lose your mood significantly there, it's no wonder that the decision that follows switches to, miss because it's troublesome, kill because it's troublesome.

Afraid of it, Cheryl comes out of her mouth with exchange terms that she didn't want to give out if she could, along with being in a good mood for the other person.

"... you can still like me if you want to take this story"

Akira shifts her gaze to Cheryl's body, to her chest, legs, arms, etc.

Cheryl seemed to deserve it. I honestly don't feel good, but I was ready to be killed once. It's a sufficiently tolerable event. As much as I want to thank you for the way you look that interests me. Cheryl thought so and told herself yes.

Akira, who finished the trail, put her gaze back into Cheryl's eyes. And I still answer in a way that I don't feel comfortable with.

"I don't care if you ask me to. He doesn't look strong, and I'm sorry to say this, but whether he's a decoy or a throwaway pawn, he's just in the way of taking him. Well, as for you, you're going out into the wilderness with your life at stake, so I guess you think it's a barter..."

Cheryl looks surprised for only a few moments and then lightly stops to understand the difference in story and why. Akira sees no value in her body as a woman. A gaze like the earlier trespass was just trying to determine if he had any physical strength or combat experience, such as with his body, and was just judged useless on it. I understood that and was surprised at Akira's unexpected reaction.

Add the supplement as Alpha smiles bitterly.

'Akira. I don't think Cheryl said that in that sense.'

'So, what does that mean?

'That's it. Maybe in a sexual sense. "

'... Oh, you mean that. Then you don't need it. "

Alpha gives a slightly unexpected look that Akira's judgment will not change even after she gradually understands the meaning.

"Are you sure? She's pretty cute, and I think she'll be beautiful in the future. Although not as good as I am. Although not as good as I am. Though Not As Good As Me '

'If you repeat it twice, it conveys importance. Don't repeat it three times. Only a naked pusher trying to take off his clothes for a reason is on time enough. "

Point a smile at Akira like Alpha is invincibly on track.

I mean, my efforts to prevent honey traps have borne fruit.

Akira showed the attitude that she had said something extra. And try to deceive it right away.

'Oh right. And then I don't like doing that by adding them to their weaknesses. "

'Though I think we are securing enough mutual benefit. Akira is a child, but you're surprisingly romantic. No, it's a child, isn't it?

Alpha smiles as if from. Then I propose to Akira, with a slight bending of the umbilical cord (navel), to return the expression to the normal one.

'Akira. I'll get back to you, but apart from whether or not you're going to get your hands on Cheryl, why don't you help him?

"Why?

'Akira said it before, didn't she? He said he might get lucky with his daily routine. Akira was attacked by people and monsters, no matter if it was a ruin or a city, and this is still happening. I knew you'd run out of luck by meeting me. So why don't you unfortunately help the poor (kanji) beautiful girl who lives in Slam Street and do that kind of good deed and restore her luck? Just the right opportunity, isn't it?

Akira makes a subtle face. I do remember talking about that hand. I remember when I helped Elena and the others, precisely when I killed all the men who attacked Elena and the others, I said appropriately as an excuse to Alpha, who obviously didn't feel comfortable.

Does it still have that time in its roots? Are you stabbing a nail (knife) away so that I won't let you do that again? Akira thought so and made her expression a little stiff.

At the same time, he also remembered the confusion when he was openly pointed out that he was very unlucky. Because I remember myself. But that's not why I thought I'd help.

'... no, but that's why I'm taking care of Cheryl... that's not why I only helped then, like I did before, is it? Weren't Alpha against that?

'I just disagreed because Akira's life was at stake then. Besides, I didn't ask you to save Cheryl's life, take care of her from one to ten, or take care of her responsibly for the rest of her life. Just a little help, just a little help, just light luck. That's about it. Even if Cheryl drowned and ruined by the good fortune he sprang up from down there, it's Cheryl's fault. Akira has nothing to worry about. On the contrary, if you grow up with that good fortune, you may expect to repay it. You just have to cut off the edge if you get in the way. That's all, a light story.'

Akira slightly changes her expression when she hears an answer to a concern she's not even aware of. The unconsciously awesome, cumbersome, and difficult thing that I had decided turned into something that was too thin (sausage) or easy to take. The meaning and magnitude of helping Cheryl in Akira drops dramatically, for better or worse.

In doing so, the expectation, which can be called both aspiration and desire, that just that might make me lucky, became relatively greater in Akira.

"... luck"

Akira muttered emotionally. Be lucky, be unlucky, that's a pretty meaningful word for Akira.

Akira, who is talking to Alpha in a conversation, is a suspicious person who is silently changing his expression from the side (for). But Cheryl couldn't afford to wonder about it.

Don't use your body as a trading material. I can't even think of any additional persuasive material. It probably doesn't make sense to cry. Honestly, it's stuck. Still, should I try to sit down and beg for mercy? When Cheryl started worrying like that, she heard Akira whining.

(... luck?

I tried to explore the current breakthrough from the meaning of whining, but I don't know what that means. In front of Cheryl, who is in a rush and confusion, Akira took out one coin. This is the first reward Hunter ever received, three 100 Orum coins, one of them.

Akira bounced the coin with her finger. The coin goes up to the universe after many spins, and falls as it is. In front of Cheryl, who was accidentally chasing coins with her eyes, the coins were caught in Akira's hands.

"Pick a table or a back."

Cheryl looks at Akira with a surprised look. Akira looks at Cheryl in silence.

If I hit the front and back of the coin, does that mean I ask for my favor? Should we mourn that it will be decided on that? Should we rejoice that being turned down once might cover it with luck? Cheryl didn't get it.

I was worried about the surface or the back, but it's not something I can tell by thinking about. Decide in prayer.

"… table"

Cheryl chose and answered.

Check the coins so Akira doesn't look like Cheryl. Tension runs again on Cheryl's expression. Akira held the coin and danced to her nose.

"Work together conditionally. I will not be the boss of the Jailed Party. But I'll cooperate with Cheryl to some extent. Then Cheryl will do his best and do something about it. I mean, the captive boss has Cheryl doing it for me. Cheryl takes it upon himself to make the other one the boss of the detachment party, but I will work with Cheryl personally until I am full (until). I won't cooperate with the boss because he's been replaced. If this is a good condition, I'll take it. What do we do?"

I don't have the option of saying no to Cheryl. I will gladly bow my head to Akira.

"Okay. Please. Thank you. Sit down."

Now I got a back shield called Akira. But at the same time, I had to be the boss of the Jailed Party. Was this a good thing? Akira didn't tell herself the results of the coin, nor did she tell her if it was correct or incorrect. Cheryl is somewhat anxious and asks Akira for an aside.

"Oh, um..."

"I don't care what you ask, but don't ask me again about what I said."

"Yes, sir"

Akira stabbed the nail to prevent Cheryl, who saw the void and changed her face, from asking questions about her sanity and drug use. Cheryl is also not going to be deeply involved in Akira's situation to the detriment of her mood. He snorted.

"So, what?

"Well, the table... it was, wasn't it?

Akira answers quickly in earlier words.

"Don't ask."

"... Yes"

Something creeps into Cheryl's heart. Did I win the bet? Or did you lose? Cheryl didn't get it.

And even Akira, who knows the front and back of the coin, doesn't know the outcome of the bet. It is the future that has consequences. Not now.

Everything Alpha talks about is just the upper side. I don't even think of shards (shards) such as good deeds and better luck. It's all an excuse. And it's not even an excuse to help Cheryl.

There is no hesitation in killing, but the criteria are unclear. To get a better understanding of Akira's behavioral principles, I just increased my chances of getting involved with Akira to give Cheryl the opportunity. How far will Akira try to help someone who will be able to see and kill a moderate taste of the Raiders? It was just the right subject for observation.

All for Alpha's own purposes. That was all.