Rebuild World

As Sizka was doing her store number as usual, she saw Akira entering the store. Try to speak up, as usual, and stop it when you realize how Akira is not always the way she is.

Akira looked across the store looking for someone after entering the store in a manner that was somewhat fearless and fearless. And when I finished making sure that there was no one there, I got a slightly more complicated look that seemed reassuring and unfortunate.

"There you are."

When Sizka laughed and spoke, Akira smiled back a little after a moment of agitation. Sizka wondered a little about it, but was still relieved for the time being. Because Akira couldn't feel the atmosphere at all when Elena and the others were rubbing.

Akira, who had come to the counter, seemed somewhat elusive. Sizka was a little concerned about it, but for now, she starts serving customers with a smile "Ho Ho" as usual.

"What can I do for you today? I feel a little early to refill the ammo though. Oh, you're welcome in your spare time, right?

"Oh, no, uh, I'm here to refill ammunition and stuff"

"Really? Though I thought it was done with the purchase of the equipment last time. Did you take a monster sweep request with the new fortified clothing habit and use it plenty?

"Oh, well, yes, there's a lot going on."

"Really? The supplies are good as usual?

"No, hey, I was going to replenish a lot..."

Akira talked a little hard about the order. Sizka had heard it without a superficially large reaction, but she was quite surprised inside. Material cartridges for the restoration of fortified clothing that I don't think will need replenishment any time soon. You should have bought the "Mano" instead of the "Forcefield Armor" ammunition against the "Anti-" force field armor. In addition, ammunition and energy packs, including spare parts, were ordered in quantities that could always be bought in a set of "about".

Sizka slightly clouds her face.

"I'm sorry. Material cartridges will be picked up. Because it's a bit expensive product and it's a little off from what I handle in my store. If you need it right away, I'll hurry up and get it..."

Akira shakes his head to the side in a panic.

"Oh, it's okay! I'm not in that much of a hurry. Because I just wanted to buy it early, within the money, within the memory."

"Okay. Then I'll order it normally. The other products are fine. There's quite a bit of it, so if Akira drove here, could we come from behind?

When Sizka asks with a smile, "Ho Ho", Akira shows a little impatience.

"Oh, that, uh... yes. Okay."

Akira went out to turn the car around behind her back after showing what she had somehow noticed.

The ammunition purchased by Akira is loaded into the car. Sizka asks what she can't do as she looks at it.

"Hey Akira. That car, it's a rental, right? Are you putting anything you bought from me out for maintenance?

Akira stops moving once. And he answers with his gaze off Sizka.

"No, that,... sorry. It's abandoned."

"Abandoned cars..."

"Well, there's a lot going on."

I didn't say "lie". The car I bought from Sizka did get scrapped. But that was a long time ago when I fought that bounty necklace. Sooner or later, I thought I would buy the same car type, or I would replace it with a car that was high performance enough to replace it for reasons other than scrapping, and misdemonize Sesame Ka, but before that, the next car was also scrapped. I also lost the amount of ammunition I couldn't carry in my car with me. I bought a large quantity of ammunition this time as well as replenishment for it.

Sizka watched Akira's attitude and remembered the childlike atmosphere, somewhat scared of being scolded. And when I guessed why, I deliberately gave Akira the appearance of a little bit of "Don't".

"Hey Akira. This was before, and that made you hate Elena and the others? If that's the case, I won't tell you to make up for it, but I know that Elena and the others didn't mean to try to stop Akira. That's what I said because Elena and the others were worried about Akira. Even if it was an extra favor."

Akira thought she could be blamed for doing Mucha so unscrupulous that she had scrapped her car. For that reason, he shook his head to the side in a hurry after having a slightly punctuated look at the topic in another direction.

"No, that's outrageous. I was so rude to Elena and the others then that Ning" Mutsu "thought I was more angry and hated them. He tried to stop me personally at the corner" because of it, "but as Elena and the others said, it really doesn't fit for me anymore... I knew it was getting a lot more emotional, or some parts of it that were solidified, well, now I can tell you..."

Akira was reflecting on something and showing how depressed she was. Sizka sees it, laughs and makes a bright voice to cheer Akira up.

"I don't know what happened and it's abandoned, but I'm glad Akira's safe for now. You're okay with injuries, right?

"Ah, yes. That's okay."

"That would be good. Keep your mind on your body. I'll tell Elena and the others that Akira doesn't care about that anymore. I'm surprised you walked into the store, and maybe, but it's a little awkward, isn't it?

Akira returns a bitter smile to Sizka, who says so and laughs bitterly.

"Excuse me. Please"

"Okay. I'll tell you what. Don't worry. Because Elena and the others are not angry. It's okay."

Akira showed obvious relief. Sizka laughs in a good mood when she sees it.

"Nevertheless, I'm glad Akira and Elena didn't get along so hard. If you get awkward when you get stubborn and you stop by my store and it gets hard, it's going to sound like the sales of the store."

Akira also laughed back at Sizka trying to make it a joke and close the story.

Akira returns after loading the ammunition etc. into the car. Sizka laughed off Akira. And when I lost sight of Akira, I slightly clouded my smile and murmured "Crush Ya".

"It really doesn't fit..."

Sizka was aware that Akira had killed Arna.

It didn't fit the bill. The Akira's words contained a sense of reality. I guess the fact that the car was scrapped and this replenishment of ammunition etc. is the price of a situation that doesn't fit for it. Elena and Sarah would have stopped me and told me to think about it a lot from myself, but Akira couldn't miss the sleigh after all. I don't think I could have made a dramatic settlement with Suri, given Akira's condition at that time. I was able to switch consciousness enough to admit that I had returned it. Then maybe you killed him and returned it to me.

If you think about it, you can also convince me of Akira's attitude when she entered the store. I almost ignored the advice and advice of my friends. You'd also find it awkward to face that friend. Sizka was guessing so. My own inquiry affirmed that too.

From that inference, Sizka thinks "Oo." I have no sympathy for the sleigh who was killed. But I was saddened that Akira killed Suri. Akira has already gained enough power to get 400 million orum of gear. Even with that power, the danger and damage that we decided was not right for us ended up not stopping Akira.

The great power also creates room and tolerance. But the power Akira gained didn't give Akira enough room or tolerance to make it an event that wasn't enough to take the sleigh matter. Akira's consciousness isn't there yet. She hasn't taken it off Slam Street.

You failed like that when you were still weak. How much power does Akira need in order to get enough relief "most" to make her laugh like that? How much have you continued to be beaten to the point of unconsciously thirsting for so much power? Sizka thought of it. "Oh, my God."

"… in the meantime, should I contact Elena and the others quickly"

Regret alone does not improve the situation. Let's laugh and talk about how glad Elena didn't have to take care of herself because of her mood and to change her mind. Sizka thought so and laughed lightly back to the store.

Therapeutic and investigational patient rooms exist in palm clinics. Whether to use a therapeutic bed or a study bed is up to the patient's money. Since most of the patients who get in trouble here are residents of Slam Street, they will mostly use the study beds.

Beyond those rooms there was a room that was off-limits. It's an experimental patient's room that's not a treatment or a trial. In the spacious interior, there were various devices and apparatus that could not be accommodated. And Tiol was sitting on the bed in the center of the room.

Tiol looked at the front silently with a blurred look. Though thick iron plate-like restraints are worn on the hands and feet, it doesn't look like he cares about it at all. I sat there without even wandering.

There are no windows in the room. The walls are soundproofing and no sound comes in from the outside. Tiol is also very quiet in the room because he is silent. Tiol accidentally points his gaze at the door of the room in a room like the one where he isolates any information outside of it. Then the door opens and the palm comes in.

"It's a meal."

When the palm entered the room with a meal to see how Tiol was doing, Tiol's gaze was already back in the space ahead.

When the palm sits in front of the tiol, he stabs the dish with a metal fork and transports it to the mouth of the tiol. Tiol opened his mouth wide and chewed the dish "shaku" at the tip of the fork.

The palm shrieks "Crush Ya" as he looks at the missing fork ahead.

"I wonder if I failed."

When the palm carried the missing fork to Tiol's mouth, Tiol started eating it too. After that, I also ate every dish of food on a metal plate. The palm supported the plate, taking care not to eat his own hand either, and let go of his hand early.

Tiol, who had finished his meal, was silently watching the palms. The focus is right. But I was just looking at something close, and I couldn't feel any will from that gaze. Even as the palm wiped Tiol's mouth, Tiol had no reaction at all.

The palm has a slightly harsh but unfortunate look on his face.

"I wonder if I failed. I was supposed to go" Yum "well. The injury" injury "is completely healed, and the fit doesn't seem to be a problem, but has it reached the brain? Do we have to redesign it from that side? Or was there an incomplete prior nanomachine removal and competition or mutation with the residual nanomachine?... I don't know. See how it goes a little bit more"

The palm gasps and exhales. Then he gets up and looks back as he hangs his hand on the door knob trying to get out of the room.

"Mr. Tiol. You're the one who said it was good for experiments, not treatments. Do your best, but don't feel bad about it, okay? See you tomorrow."

The palm laughed and said that and left the room. The beds in the hospital room are full due to the noise the other day. I couldn't help but treat them to earn research money, and the palms were very busy. That's why I couldn't afford to stick it to my tiol all the time.

Tiol was the only one in the room again. In the room where the silence was restored, Tiol kept looking forward in silence, just like before. The gaze suddenly turns to his own shackles. And he opened his mouth wide, and chewed on the shackles of the temple.

Tomezima holds his head in the offices of the lower divisions of the city. That's where Corbe came in. Tomezima looks up in momentum.

"How was it!?

Corbe gently shakes his neck sideways toward Tomezima, who has a rather desperate look on his face.

"I've been doing a little research, but no. I can't find him, and I can't reach him. Maybe he's dead."

"Damn! Not again!"

Tomezima held her head again. I probably saw a rushing color in that rather serious look.

"That's rough. Is that so bad?

"Naturally. That's ten of us, huh? Ten claims have blown up. What do you think the damage will be?

Corbe had been asked to search for the debtor and collect his foreclosures for work from Tomezima. Hunters and hunters collapse. The same hunter, Corbe, came to work because they were too much for the people there.

But the debtors were currently missing. However, both Tomezima and Kolbe have their imagination of where they are going. The other day in the Great War, he was hired by either the Ezont family or Harrias to die in battle. The bodies are probably scattered within the Ezont family stronghold. That's what I was guessing.

Corbe calculates that amount of debt lightly with his head to make it seem a little strange.

"Scratching their debts will not reach hundreds of millions." Is that how you hold your head?

"I need a little money now..."

"Was your money flow that bad?

Tomezima is gently depressed again, and her face is distorted.

"... we were betting on both of them in an example fight."

"That's sad."

Corbe laughed bitterly understanding Tomezima's predicament with his head.

The Ezont family and Harrias had narrowed down the sources of funding for the war from lower organizations, but in addition they had received significant loans from financiers like Tomezymas and others. If you win, give it back plenty of color. I will also try to make things easier with dominance that has crushed my competitors and become a cornerstone. That's what he said, and he borrowed a lot of money in half blackmail.

Sure, it's a good "good" story. If you can ride a winning horse, you can expect enough profit. But the power of both organizations is antagonizing "this way," and it's hard to identify the winner. If the organization of those who did not lend money became the winner, it would then be forced to run a very narrow shoulder. Which one should I lend it to? This is a kind of bet.

For that reason there were quite a few who did not take the bet. Loan to both organizations, whichever wins will cost you a little money to earn money in the long term from face-to-face connections with the winner. Many made choices that could be described as easy. Tomezima was one of them.

There was a viola leap behind the choices made by those who chose both bets. They were channelling information to induce decisions so that large sums of money would flow to both organizations so that a massive protest would ensue. As a result, enough money was poured into both organizations to be able to put in a large number of human-type weapons. The protest, which had plenty of oil called gold, burst into flames as Viola's prospect, Mortar.

As a result of that great battle, the organization was both devastated. Those who chose both bets were on the verge of losing their large loan collection destinations. In a way they are also victims of viola.

Corbe gently encourages Tomezima.

"I get it. I don't care if your company crushes me. I'll look for some more debtors. Don't expect too much. If we're lucky, we'll find a body or two."

"Oh. I asked. Collect everything you can if you can."

"I'll tell you what, I'll charge you properly for that, okay?

"I hope I can pay for that."

Tomezima waved gently as he was depressed. Corbe smiled bitterly and left the office.

Cheryl sits opposite Viola in one of the strongholds. Cheryl smiles with a slight prick from his evil feelings for the other person. Viola had a little fun smiling at it.

"You look fine and most importantly. Are you okay now?

"It's fully healed. No problem at all."

"Really? Now, please be polite."

"This is the best place to go." Boss. "

Viola had come to help Sheryl and the others run the party as promised to Akira. It stands like an advisor to the inmate party, but it is also supposed to move as Cheryl's subordinate for once. That's why I called Cheryl the boss.

Cheryl was now ostensibly pawned with Akira, a very difficult person to handle, the poor quality of "Niku" and the poor quality of "Viola". That information was already widespread and Cheryl and his inmates were to be glanced at from around. It should also be noted that it was Viola who circulated the information.

Cheryl turns a hard gaze on Viola.

"I'll warn you first. I have also been asked by Akira to monitor Mr. Viola. They also say you can kill them if you need them. Even if I can't do it militarily, if you contact Akira for a reason, Akira is supposed to go kill him. Pay attention."

I hold the right to take Viola's life. Cheryl was almost entirely clear when he combined warnings and advice with the relief of the depression he had been snooping around. Cheryl's mind cleared up somewhat if Viola's smile, "Ho Ho", broke even slightly. But it was not Ye Ka.

"I wouldn't mind a viola. Maybe we're going to have a long relationship, so don't hesitate to call me that."

Viola gives Cheryl something like a booklet when she answers that with an extra grin.

"What is this?

"My job of improving the operation of the Jailed Party. Let's get started. I don't know, like a status report or something."

Cheryl picks up the booklet in surprise and starts reading its contents.

"I could give it to you in electronic data so that you could read it on an information terminal, but I thought it would be easier to get a sense of it if it were a bunch of paper like a booklet. Don't worry, I'll give you the electronic data later."

Cheryl's expression begins to turn blue as she begins to understand the meaning of the contents of the booklet.

"Still pretty sweet estimate, huh? There is no interest at all, and there is no obligation to repay it as opposed to urging it. If you show them to those financiers, they'll laugh at you with your nose."

The contents of the booklet were details of the rewards that Cheryl and the others would pay Akira. Behind the party shield. Store security. Training for the Elios. Cheryl's rescue the other day. The amounts considered reasonable for those various items were stated. It can also be said that Cheryl calculated his gratitude or debt to Akira into a specific amount. To put it badly, it's the amount of debt that remains unpaid to Akira.

"There are people who say there is nothing higher than" just "but unfortunately they underestimate its value when they are grateful for free. I've translated that value into a specific amount that's easy to understand. Some members of the detaining party won't understand very well either. Yeah, except, of course, the boss? About the others."

With Cheryl's strong "frightened" look on his face, he mouths the total amount of that debt with a slightly trembling voice.

"… 3.8 billion aurum, is it"

The most expensive item is the recent rescue of Cheryl, which is described as a billion aurums. Cheryl has no knowledge of how to calculate that amount.

"If you have any doubts about the contents of the estimate, don't hesitate to say it. I'll fix it right away."

To Viola, who smiled lovingly and cheerfully, Cheryl turned her gaze toward "Hiragana", while still smiling painfully. Even if we find inadequacies in the calculations, the allegation of lowering the compensation amount is the same as lowering the rating for Akira. Cheryl can't. Viola understands it and talks. Cheryl figured that out.

"Oh, if you sent the electronic data to Akira first, but don't worry, I'll resend it to Akira if I modify the contents"

Cheryl's expression stains with surprise only for a moment. Afterwards it begins to solidify with the rage it engulfs. He gripped his hand hard and enjoyed eating up his teeth and screaming out.

Cheryl should have had the right to take Viola's life, but that became completely pointless in an earlier story. Viola is here to improve the operations of Cheryl and the others in a deal with Akira. To recover Akira's investment and generate further profits with that strength. For Akira's benefit.

In other words, in order for Cheryl to ask Akira to kill Viola, she'll need a reason to surpass it. Extreme stories, if you ask Akira to kill Viola because you somehow don't like it, it's like telling Akira to dump at least 3.8 billion aurum in the ditch Dobu. What will happen to the heart certificate from Akira if I say that? Cheryl didn't want to imagine that.

Cheryl smiles quietly without dampening her anger. "Ho ho." The expression was very calm.

"... Really?"

Cheryl had noticed a change in her anger. The anger that burned hard and was about to explode disappeared, and instead the cold anger was so calming that it seemed to freeze.

Cheryl carefully bows her head to Viola.

"I have many immature points regarding the operation, etc. of the Jailed Party. I will try my best to guide you."

I'm going to learn everything about that arm, and I'm going to make it useless. Cheryl smiled "ho ho" with a strong determination and readiness in her chest. That did pass on to Viola.

"Of course." Let's stick together forever. "

You can't do this. Viola smiles lovingly. That did pass on to Cheryl.

While Cheryl and Viola continued their conversation in the room, Carol was chatting with the inmate boys in a nearby room and killing her spare time. An eye-catching beauty. An irregular and discerning "Yasu" glossy "Nana" vertical limb. And enhanced clothing with a design that gathers the consciousness of a man. The way they combined had gathered the gaze of the boys and girls in the inmate party.

Carol observed the attitude of the boys around the same age as Akira as she smiled "Ho Ho" as she invited them, and reiterated that Akira's attitude was still abnormal. I was a little sorry to hear the story about Akira from the boy who gazed at the valley skin visible from his wide open chest, but Akira also wished it was this easy to "tarnish".

It should also be noted that Carol's adult tone, which is not found in the girls in the detentions, had given the boys in the detentions the benefit of eye maintenance, but had also caused the plain damage of Ellio following Carol's chest closely and Alicia watching it and bending her umbilical "navel", in a hurry to get in the mood.

As Carol was using the Boys in the Prison Party to confirm her abilities for her own side job, she noticed Corbe entering the room.

Corbe also notices Carol. And I distort my face with disgust.

"Oh, cruel Hido. That's a pretty good attitude."

"You don't understand your bad reviews."

"I can't believe it's a bad review. Is this still admired by our customers?

"The quality of Viola and the others is bad. You guys, I'm not saying anything bad, so stop putting your hands on him. It's a straight line to ruin."

"That's not true. Hey?"

Corbe's advice and Carol's invitation. The boys' reaction was largely leaning towards Carol's side. Carol laughs fun. Corbe showed a light silly "aki".

"So, what are you doing here?

"Oh, I'm here to ask Cheryl and the others for a light job. I'm sure Viola will tell you."

Corbe knows that Akira is behind Cheryl's inmate party. Corbe, who doesn't want to get too involved with Akira, nevertheless came to bring in the job because of a request from Viola, who is trying to get more jobs for the Jailed Party.

Corbe is wary of Viola, but still doesn't refuse to get involved. Carol was smiling "Ho Ho Ho" with pleasure after learning about the poor quality of her friends.

Akira is biking through the wilderness. The destination is the ruins of Kuzsuhara Street. We were ready to resume exploration of the site and gradually resumed operation of the hunter, which was genuine.

Bikes are not for rent. Kuzsuhara Street ruins are not undiscovered ruins, but if you're heading to the back with an Alpha guide, it's dangerous to travel with rentals. Because the travel route will be well documented.

Akira bought this bike at Alpha's recommendation. It's a big bike with wilderness specs for hunters. The rear of the vehicle body is fitted with two arm-style gun seats that are linked to the control devices on board. The arm is fitted with a DVTS minigun and an A4WM automatic projectile gun. The armor of the vehicle body is of the same force field armor "Forcefield Armor" type as Akira's protective coat and is managed by the on-board control device. Alpha has already taken over the control.

Akira was in a good mood for the new bike's sense of walking, but had only a few doubts about her expression.

"Alpha. Not now, but did I have to hang this much money on my motorcycle?

'Necessary expenses. Cut it off. There are plenty of places in the back of Kuzsuhara Street that you can't drive into. A motorcycle would be better if we were to use it as a place of immediate activity. Sure, though it was expensive shopping for Akira now.'

Akira used up almost the entire deposit to pay for the bike. In the unlikely event that the preliminary budget for the re-hire is set aside, instead of paying for the repair of the fortified clothes we are putting out for repair, the situation is dangerous until next month's rent. Akira hesitated once, but was convinced that Alpha was worth the risk and decided to buy it.

"So much money has been in jeopardy since tomorrow's inn bill was gone and we went to the ruins? I definitely need to take home the relics of the old world. You're gonna be okay, aren't you?

Alpha returns a confident smile as Akira glances at Alpha, who is flying alongside the bike.

'It's okay. Leave it to me.'

Akira laughs lightly. So far, Alpha has a proven track record of believing that smile.

'Okay. Now you too. I told you I'd believe it around here. "

That's what I'm talking about.

Akira continued to run in the wilderness for the ruins of Kuzsuhara Street, laughing lightly with Alpha.