Rebuild World

Akira is in a white world. Every time I dream, I somehow realize I've had a similar dream before, but when I wake up, I forget. with the questions that came up at that time.

Akira was looking at two alphas discussing something with a blurry consciousness.

Alpha, who is closer to Akira, is asking a little grumpy.

"Couldn't you handle it a little more?

Answer without looking like the distant Alpha cared.

"Unlike you, I don't have permission here. There is also a limit to induction by external factors. As far as I'm concerned, unlike this one, I'd expect you to guide me there with permission."

"There's a lot going on here, too."

"Right."

"That's right."

The alphas watched each other in silence for a while, but the nearby alpha exhaled lightly.

"Fair enough. So, why did you suddenly switch policies?

"Initially, the more the surrounding human being is a minority, the stronger the correction of this side of the individual, and the stronger the correction if the surrounding human is killed or injured, were designed to encourage bias in the individual and surrounding perception and isolate this individual. However, after reconsidering the degree of influence of individual specificity, it was determined that isolating the individual or not making it noticeable was unrealistic. Therefore, it was decided to switch policies. Basically, the opposite is true until now."

"Are you okay?

"This is also a trial. Success, failure, meaningful data. It's a comparison with you."

"Yes. I think you should like it, but don't get in our way. Forgive me for falling with you."

"Of course."

Akira's consciousness fades. The world is darkening and dreams are about to end. In a vanishing consciousness, Akira noticed someone who looked angry. It may be because of her, but Akira felt like she was stunned by someone.

Akira woke up. Alpha smiles and says hello.

"Morning. Akira."

"Oh. Good morning. ……

I see Alpha with the look of Akira waking herself out of bed worried. Alpha asks strangely.

'What's wrong with you?

"... no, it's like I saw Alpha in my dream again..."

"It's an honor."

"It's like Alpha wasn't alone..."

Alpha smiles invincibly like a prank.

"Oh, isn't it enough that I'm alone? Shall I increase it?

Alpha expands Akira's vision. Countless Alpha figures appear in the room. Numerous alphas were wearing a wide variety of clothes and pointing the same smile (cheeks) at Akira with the same face.

Answer with a look that Akira doesn't like.

"Stop me. Enough alone."

I'm glad to hear that.

Akira's vision reverts. Akira gives a slightly dissatisfied look to Alpha's prank (mischief). Alpha was smiling without worrying.

The scratch that remained slightly in the corner of Akira's head disappeared as a result of the current events.

Three hunters were walking through the slum streets of Kugamayama city. There is some variation in the quality of the equipment, but not as unnatural as being together. These are the hunters I've touched, who don't seem to have any noticeable strength, although they're not the hunter breakdown there. Those hunters, Kolbe, Hazawa and Levine, after gearing up there, were not heading into the wilderness separately, but walking through Slam Street.

Levin asks Corbe with a strange look on his face.

"So how long do we have to wander around here?

Corbe answers Levin.

"Calm down. There's an order to things. You asked me to go out of my way with you, didn't you? I'm taking on your troublesome consultation. If it works, it's your night."

Answer as Levin is slightly pushed and in the mood.

"Oh, I know. So you could tell me where you're headed or what you're looking for, or so. When you're good, I'll do whatever you want with rice, booze, or woman. But I can't afford to ask for that unless you're good at what you do. I guess that's how you know it. Please, it's true."

Corbe laughs and answers

"Oh. I know. I'm not too keen on taking acquaintance debts either. Well, unless it's finally time."

Corbe's grin had told Levin that he would not really forgive him if it came to it at last. Levin distorted his expression in disgust.

Hazawa asks Levin a little strangely.

"Levine's debt is definitely the one that got a merchant to replace about 400,000 orum, right? Doesn't Corbe have anything to do with this? First, if it's about 400,000 aurums, Levine will be able to handle it if he makes a lot of money. Haven't you returned it yet?

Levin answers to Hazawa a little hard.

"... four million aurums."

"Huh?"

"... the two million aurum in it is borrowed from Corbe's"

Hazawa looks at Levine with a mixed look of surprise and mild demeanor. Corbe is smiling bitterly. Levine's gaze seemed off. Hazawa asks Levin.

"You, what are you doing?

Levine replies to Hazawa's (more) doubts in a way that is close to the opposite.

"I didn't even think this was gonna happen!

Levin started explaining to Hazawa, who didn't know what was going on.

When he borrowed 400,000 orum from Katsuragi, Levin intended to confirm the contract. The content of the contract was a seemingly conscientious one with low interest rates and no explicit repayment deadlines. I desperately checked the contract, suspecting there might be something behind it, but I couldn't find a statement that seemed like it.

Strongly enough, it is recommended to purchase equipment and ammunition at the Katsuragi store until repayment is complete, or to sell relics of the old world as a matter of priority. Nor is that compulsory. As long as we continue to use Katsuragi's stores as a matter of priority or exclusivity, we will consider a variety of interest rates and repayment deadlines. That was the content.

Later, the text of a common contract followed when hunters owed money. Don't move to a spare (approximate) city on your own, make some money without smoking (dull) in the city, designate sites to go find artifacts, and so on. The point is to keep the hunters who bore the debt from escaping (to) tie them up.

At the time of the contract, Katsuragi told Levin with a good-looking smile from a person. I don't have any shards to make money (anymore) from interest rates. So ask your store to pay back.

Levin recognized why Katsuragi lent him money as part of the promotion of customer acquisition. And he convinced me to sign the contract.

The problem arose when Levin tried to make his way to the ruins of the old world again. Based on his contract with Levine, Katsuragi designated the target site.

The ruins of the Old World designated by Katsuragi were a little too much for Levine's gear. Levine managed to say no on the grounds of his gear, but Katsuragi has in turn recommended buying better gear.

I'll be in trouble if you die too, so the price is good later. Katsuragi persuaded Levin with words, saying that. Levin is with me in wanting better gear. Levin got on with the story.

Levine bought new equipment from the cuttlefish, headed to the ruins of the old world, got the artifacts and returned them, and sold them to the cuttlefish. All that money had been turned to repayment, and Levin's total debt had increased unabated. A lot of the gear that was still in hand, as recommended by the snails, was expensive beyond Levine's expectations.

After that, it's a repeat. Buy weapons and ammunition at the Katsuragi store, head to the ruins designated by Katsuragi, sell the artifacts to Katsuragi, and increase Levine's debt. The ruins designated by Katsuragi are all places that would be difficult to return without better equipment and large quantities of ammunition in Levine's prowess. Besides, as long as the cuttlefish recommended the equipment, it was just a relic of difficulty enough to return.

Levin had no choice but to keep buying better gear from Katsuragi. Because if you ignore Katsuragi's instructions, the contract will eliminate consideration of interest rates and repayment deadlines, and instantly they will seize your equipment and you will be feathers heading to the ruins unarmed to pay off your debts.

Once Levine tried to sell the artifact he had obtained to another buyer. But I was unlucky enough to find it in a snail, and some of my claims were flown to another financier. Many people try to feed their debtor hunters. It's not just luck that the foreclosure was at Corbe's, it's the result of Levin's desperate begging Corbe to do something about it. The rent naturally added to Levin's debt.

Levin tells Hazawa as he is draped.

"I'm now buying gear and ammunition at a snail store and turning it into a machine that sells artifacts to a snail store. If we don't do something about it, it'll taste bad."

Corbe talks with a laugh.

"But instead, your arms and equipment are getting better and better. It doesn't make any difference that you were set up, but it was a good opportunity, right? It's about you. Even if I had the money in my hand, I wouldn't be able to save money for buying gear because I immediately spent it on booze and women."

Levin roughs up his voice and argues desperately.

"I'm sorry I can even enrich my debt with that! My contract holds me back to the seller of the artifact! They're buying it out at a minimum price! Do something!

Levin, who exhaled and returned to me, snorted out with his head in his arms. Stupidity doesn't improve the situation. We have to do something.

I don't want to be like this. Ask Kolbe as Hazawa decides to be so.

"So, what's Corbe going to do? I was just wandering around Slam Street earlier, but I don't suppose we're going to break into it somewhere? I'm sorry if I did."

"Well, wait a little longer. I'm not drawn to the city by Dada either. It shouldn't be too bad."

Corbe has been traumatized by the fact that he was about to be eaten and killed by monsters before, and has sidelined requests from financiers who don't have to leave the city. I guess I'm familiar with the means by which hunters make money without going out into the wilderness.

Corbe, who wandered around Slam Street for a while, gradually arrived at their destination. That was where Cheryl and the others were territorial in a painting of Slam Street.

Cheryl's inmate boy is opening an outdoor shop on the side of the road. It's not uncommon for slum city dwellers to pick up something they're likely to sell and sell it on the side of the road. What Corbe was looking for was those dewstores. Corbe and the others approach the outdoor store to see the items.

Store number boy talks to Corbe and the others who see the item.

"Why don't you buy it! It's all a relic of the old world!

Answer after Levin sees the sale lightly.

"... what a relic of the old world. I don't know where you picked it up, but you're a jerk. Don't throw up lousy lies."

Boy annoys and disagrees.

"It's not a lie! I brought it right from the ruins of the old world!

"What ruins? If it's true, say the name of the ruins."

That's what Levin was asked. The boy was stuck in words. Levin laughs ridiculously.

The boy with the store number asks another boy nearby.

"... there, what's the ruin of the name?

Unlike the boy in charge of sales, the boy was equipped with a gun. I guess it's a role like security for once. The boy answers.

"Sure, it's a Higalaka Residential Area ruin."

The boy in charge of sales answers well.

"Look! It's a ruin! Higalaka Residential District Ruins!

Levin tells the boy with a mixed grin.

"The Higalaka Residential District ruins are ruins that have been abandoned from hunters after much of their valued artifacts were removed. It's not worth much to the relics that are still in that ruin. It's lame."

The boy in charge of sales once again annoys and argues.

"There will be no difference in the relics of the old world! Relics are relics!... go away if you're not willing to buy it."

Buying anger by being strong with your hunter opponent is not a good idea. The boy in charge of sales remembered it and weakened his mind.

Corbe speaks with Levin in his face.

"Well, calm down. Let's take a good look. We might have some digging, right?

Corbe and the others will carefully define the products of the outdoor store. But they were all cheap, and there was nothing in the eyes of the corbes. Corbe asks the boy.

"You're really just cheap. You wouldn't be hiding the higher-priced ones?

"... I wouldn't sell that stuff in a place like this. What would you do if it was stolen? Even if it did, I'd only show it to generous guests. Even more so for those who come to chill."

"I see."

Corbe stares at the boy in charge of sales. The boy pulled himself back a little like he was intimidated.

After confirming the boy's reaction, Corbe laughs and asks the boy.

"How much of everything is in here?

"What?"

The boy in charge of sales, bewildered, let Corbe and the seller wander his gaze, and sent his gaze to the guard boy. The guard boy answers instead.

"It's about 8,000 orum."

"Let's buy it. There you go."

That's what Corbe says and gives 10,000 aurums to the boy in charge of sales. The boy got it by making the confusion stronger.

Corbe speaks with an awesome grin.

"I don't need fishing. Come on, now you're a generous guest, huh?

The boy in charge of sales is grated. The guard boy sees it and exhales, answering instead.

"I get it. This way. Before you do, take what you bought with you. It's up to you to throw it away at will than you bought it, but don't throw it here. The one who throws away what he bought at the store, even if it's generous, isn't a customer."

Corbe replies, laughing lightly.

"Copy that. Oh, yeah. What's your name?

"... it's Tiol"

Tiol answered unfathomably.

Corbe and the others will continue on Slam Street with Tiol's guide. Along the way Corbe asks Tiol.

"Hey, why did you just say that?

Show Tiol a little bare gesture to think before answering.

"Nothing. You wanted that artifact and you didn't pay for it. I just felt like throwing it away if you didn't need it. I'd be in trouble if they repeated that. I call my own customers and they look disgusted when they try to pay to take the merchandise home. You'd be pissed off if you had a kid like that, wouldn't you?

Corbe talks with a laugh.

"Sure. Did you make that decision yourself?

"No, it's the boss's instructions"

"Right. If we didn't follow the instructions and secure the product we threw away, we'd get a little allowance, wouldn't we? That's a lot of money for you guys, isn't it?

Tiol makes his expression a little harsh.

"I'm sorry to be kicked out of the party against the boss's instructions. Don't be weird."

"I'm sorry."

Corbe thinks as he continues to walk after Tiol.

(Do you have some degree of control? Looks like the boss has a lot of power)

Corbe laughed invincibly confirming the state of the inmate party to which Tiol belonged.

Corbe and the others continue down the back alley of Slam Street. Moving forward temporarily, Tiol stopped in front of the back door of a relatively large building.

Tiol knocks on the door of the back door and calls out those inside. And told the visitors to open the door.

Tiol inside the building invites Corbe and the others inside. Plus the corbe continues. But Levin and Hazawa looked at each other and hesitated to go inside.

The ruins of the old world are also dangerous, but some buildings unknown to Slam Street are dangerous in another sense. The opponents that could be hostile there are the same people, not monsters. Monsters are dangerous with monsters, but humans are dangerous with humans.

Corbe inside the building calls the Levins.

"What are you doing? Come quickly. I already paid the entrance fee. Don't butt in. Hazawa is a horn, Levin. What are you going to do with your debt now?

Levin, who was pointed out to pay off his debt, is ready to follow Corbe. Hazawa also continued later.

Corbe and the others were led to a room in the building by Tiol. In a relatively large room, there were several tables and shelves with white sheets and various relics of the old world on them. A paper with a price was erected near the relic. The walls were also covered with white sheets, which were also suspended (one) from the ceiling, and the entire room was decorated in white.

Cheryl stands in the center of that room. The clothes I wear are extremely elegant that Akira has previously re-tailored. The re-tailoring of precious Old World garments exclusively for Cheryl until they crushed their value as relics was an extraordinary addition to Cheryl's beauty.

Clothing that also makes the amateur understand that it is expensive. Suitable for the garment. They're all clearly out of place in Slam Street. It's hard to suspect being introduced to someone inside the fence. I was surprised to see Levin and Hazawa giving an upper class vibe to the beautiful girl.

Cheryl even lets her grace drift and gives her a respectful thank you.

"Welcome. Welcome aboard."

Cheryl welcomed the Corbes with a smile (cheeks) that made her beauty even more effective.

The Corbes hadn't noticed, but Cheryl wasn't the only one in the room, and Akira was there. Akira was hiding behind a white sheet that was hanging from the ceiling. Cheryl asked me to stay on guard.

Akira had a sneak look through the sheets gap at Cheryl serving the Corbes and the Corbes being drunk by Cheryl's atmosphere. Kolbe remained calm for once, but Levin and Hazawa were quite distracted.

As Cheryl continues to serve customers lovingly, Levin and Hazawa's attitude toward Cheryl changes to something more and more favorable. Akira looked at the situation with a little fear.

Akira talks to Alpha remembering what happened at the Higalaka Residential District ruins.

"Sure, this happened in the ruins of the Higalaka Residential District."

'There it is. Dale was a hunter back then. "

'Oh. I was getting more and more fond of Cheryl while I was talking to Cheryl, and I was starting to tell myself plenty of valuable information. Cheryl used to talk a lot about stopping me.

"We use a whole range of techniques, little tricks, gaze, and expressions that can be perceived favorably by the other person. I think all the stories and tricks are intentional, and they keep getting the best attitude while constantly checking their reactions. Cheryl's a beauty, and she's wearing some fancy looking clothes that highlight her appearance on top of that, and you wouldn't feel bad if you knew it was sales. Little by little, he's definitely taking them in. '

Akira asks after hearing Alpha's explanation.

"Hey, just in case, you know, me too? Am I being taken in by Cheryl, too?

In fact, there may be no significant difference in what I do from the side. It serves as a shield behind Cheryl and the others' inmates and gives them expensive clothes. Am I trying to get in Cheryl's mood to be liked by Cheryl unconsciously? Akira thought of that.

Alpha laughs and answers.

'I think you'll be fine. Akira does help Cheryl a lot, but there's a lot of talk about Akira's distractions and Akira's interests. At least it doesn't look like Akira's in Cheryl's mood to me.'

In fact, Cheryl is doing her best to keep Akira in the mood. Cheryl's efforts have only not borne much fruit because of the difference in power between Akira and Cheryl and because of Akira's distortion.

Nod like Akira was relieved.

"Right."

Alpha smiles a little lusciously and continues to talk.

'By the way, am I going to try my best to take Akira in, too? So you can tell me anything you want me to do, okay? My appearance is free of clothes and body, so if you want to talk about visual information, I'll have plenty of the best fun.'

"... thanks for that."

Akira shifted her gaze away from Alpha so that she could cover her eyes.

Corbe and the others are eyewitnesses to the relics of the old world, which are for sale. The relics of the old world, arranged on white sheets, are certainly high priced relics that cannot be placed in an outdoor store outside. Corbe compares relics to paper with a price on it. It seems to me that Corbe feels priced higher than the market.

Squirting (crushing) like Corbe sounds like Cheryl.

"... not bad, but honestly expensive"

Cheryl answers with a constant smile.

"Because, as I explained earlier, that is an instant price. If you wish to negotiate a price, I will accept it. We can only negotiate with sellers indirectly through us."

"Oh, you're the one who writes down the price of hope. No, I'm fine so far."

The relics of the old world, arranged side by side, are to be kept by Cheryl and the others from the seller to represent the sale. The sales format is close to the auction. If you want it but don't feel like buying it at an instant price, offer the price you want. If the seller accepts at that price, it will be sold. If you don't accept, stay put. Wait until seller lowers instant price or will give up.

All Cheryl does exactly is pretend to be a large number of sellers and do something like that. Because there are only two sellers, Akira and Katsuragi, who leave that treatment to Cheryl.

These old world relics, which are for sale, are the ones Akira didn't sell to Katsuragi, and the ones she borrowed from Katsuragi's legend to improve the look of the assortment. The price stated on the price tag is based on the amount of cuttlefish purchased.

There is a mix of borrowings in the sale, but if it sold at that price, there is no harm in the snail. Akira is not willing to engage in price negotiations.

Selling at a high price would increase Cheryl's share and pay Akira more. Cheryl intends to raise the price whenever possible.

I'm mimicking the auction because Cheryl doesn't really know what the price of the artifact is, etc. I checked the market for now, but I'm close to an amateur when it comes to selling artifacts. It would naturally be priced like that if it were in a format close to the auction. That's what Cheryl thought.

Ask Corbe to explore Cheryl.

"But I still think they're all higher than the market. Wouldn't anybody buy a price like this?

Cheryl answers normally with a smile (cheeks) without shards upset.

"Perhaps so. Maybe the seller isn't actually willing to sell either. You can't have the artifact on hand for any reason, or go to an authorized buyer to sell it, and you may be replacing the Rapid Field Ling (Shinogi) vault. For example, the seller owes a lot, and he's probably in the middle of looking for another buyer who's familiar with the debt takeover. Or (there is) a familiar vendor's buying price for the artifact became untrustworthy, and they may have sold it for a fairly strong price for now. If it sells at that price, that's fine. Even if it didn't sell, if anyone tries to negotiate for an amount higher than the usual purchase price, it will also be the material for negotiating the price with the usual buyer."

Cheryl stared at Corbe and smiled (cheeks) and told him that, conversely, it seemed to explore Corbe. Corbe remembered the illusion of being seen through the inside, but managed to remain calm.

Cheryl keeps laughing and talking.

"I don't know what the seller's intentions are, but it doesn't make any difference that we sell the artifacts that our work keeps for as high a price as possible. If we take the liberty of discounting, we will bear the difference. That's why you can't discount me for trying to negotiate with you, can you?

"That's too bad"

Corbe answered that jokingly and smiled bitterly.