Rebuild World

With the destruction of the two major organizations that had reigned, Slam Street had been forced to rebuild the force map on a massive scale. Small and medium-sized prison party executives are gathered to discuss the situation. The main agenda was the territory of the two major devastated organizations, and the treatment of the area, which has now become a huge blank space.

We can't take each other by force. But there's also a lot of rights involved, so we can't pull back on each other easily. Because of this, the discussion has hardly progressed.

But if we continue to make no progress like this, the city won't burn down a blank area. There have already been rumors (rumors) that monsters have settled on the site of the Ezont family stronghold. Participants in the meeting were showing a rush concerned with the time remaining until the incineration process. That impatience created room for compromise in the negotiations, but not enough to facilitate prompt decisions.

"Come on, let's decide. Equally divided between tissues adjacent to blank spaces. That would be nice."

"Don't be ridiculous. Isn't that just what you get? We have a bunch of loans that have become uncollectible to them. You can't just get that kind of territory. It doesn't fit."

"It would only be a seed for further rubbing if we made a jump in the territory."

"Even the base, the building alone, is worth it. Even things that the hunters don't even look at, if handled exactly, will be enough gold. Even you guys can collect it. Keep it up, it's all ashes, okay?

"If you take the stronghold, the area will naturally be his territory. Where are you taking it? Are you gonna tell me it's you? Don't be ridiculous. Can you give it to me without sending me?"

Executives of the organization are arguing with each other over interests, decency, ambition, positions, etc. If we pull poorly, we will continue to be under the wind, and if we grab profit (or one) in order to expand our forces, we will be cited by other organizations as "do-it-yourself". It was that repetition.

A mid-sized prison party executive speaks out in an attempt to give direction to an agenda that is unclear.

"If organizations involved in the war on a battle level have the right to a blank space, then it will be the rest of the Ezont family and Harriers who have the right, and the newcomers there. But the rest of us are not here. I mean, don't mean a new total. If you're going to get through that, you're going to want to hear from the new guy."

The gaze of the executives gathered at Cheryl for the new Inter-Party Conference.

Cheryl was taking Viola and Carol to the meeting. The violas stood like handouts on Cheryl's side (by his side) sitting down.

Cheryl smiles lovingly as she takes a gaze at the various intentions directed at her by other inmate executives.

"So can I have it all?

Executives are stiff as half-expected answers. A slight silence turns to a blur, and as confusion spreads, those who expose their anger speak up.

"He said give it all to me!? Don't be silly!"

Cheryl smiles back at the man without a trace of dust.

"So to what extent can I have it?

"Duh, to what extent..."

If you put a specific scope into your mouth, it will be a word that includes other executives. When a man says something unexpectedly, another person pinches his mouth.

"Even if I got it all, there's no way I can manage that size at your place. Think common sense."

"Right. Okay, Mr. Sijima. I entrust you with the administration of the territory you have received, so please manage it instead. I'll only get a range of manageable widths from the blank space to Mr. Sijima's. How about this for us? Mr. Sijima, let's take the time to negotiate later on the adjustments to the profits generated by the territory and its administrative expenses."

Sijima was suddenly surprised to be told the story, but more than that, she was surprised by the content of the story, and more deeply distracted to realize that everyone's gaze was gathering on her. On the surface, however, he remained calm.

Assuming the extent to which one man is manageable with the organizational power of Sijima's detachment party, he makes his expression jeopardized by its breadth and the number of entitlements, to a situation in which he is not deprived of it by other organizations.

"Wait a minute. Why is there such a story all of a sudden? Number one, why are you at Sijima's? It would be good elsewhere if we were to entrust administration. Did you make any arrangements in advance?

"It's not like that, but I promised Sijima and I would get along when we negotiated before, including Akira, and Akira hasn't told me to rebuff it."

When Cheryl gives Akira's name, the executives each look different. He reflected fear, vigilance, interest, suspicion, ridicule, and information in his possession.

Those who take Akira relatively lightly show a slightly exaggerated attitude to ask everyone for their consent, including light exploration.

"Akira. Are you the hunter who's shielding the new guy there? I heard the story, too. How true is that, too? No, I'm not saying it's a miscellaneous fish. There's a lot of stories out there, and there's just plenty of exaggeration and flushing about that woman over there. What?

The gaze of the executives gathers in Viola. There was a slightly more skeptical gaze. This woman could do it. That's what they all think.

Viola has the usual spare and provocative grin. The information terminal is then retrieved and operated with that expression. Then the information terminals of the executives were notified simultaneously. It's obvious that Viola did it, so everyone will check the contents of the notice. The contents were a connection to some kind of video.

The executives who viewed the footage were stunned. There was a reflection of Akira engaged with a black people-shaped weapon. The stirring spreads across the field, and the perception of the video boils from everywhere.

"Hey, you crazy bastard..."

"Is this guy living with a human weapon? No, I think I'm wearing fortified clothes..."

"Wait, this, is he winning? You gotta be kidding me...?

The footage was a clip of various occasions, but was sufficient to prove that Akira was a sufficient range of lunatics by the standards of those here.

Ask Viola how one man can't hide his upset.

"Any proof this footage is real? Aren't you the one who's tampering with it?

Viola is laughing provocatively to make a little fool of herself.

"If you can't believe my information, do it yourself. For once, it's a confidential video of the city, but it's a low level of confidentiality, so if you have a transmission of the information route over there, you'll get the same thing if you pile up a little money, right?

The man you asked was convinced that the footage was true with that. At least this footage holds enough information accuracy for the city to trust. Others recognized that there was so much difference in degree.

Another man returns the spear to Cheryl, lacking a little peace.

"... aside from your back shield. Isn't it too much greed to give you all the blank space?

Cheryl keeps her heart down and smiles.

"I'm just saying that if you can have it all, there's no reason to say no. However, I am also in debt from Akira, so if I can get it, I would like to use it for some kind of financial measure. Once you get the territory, you can also use the means of selling it off to other inmates. I've sold a whole lot of territory to Mr. Sijima I can't hold before."

"How much do you owe?

"It's about four billion orum."

The yawning spreads again on the field.

"... four billion, what's the joke?

"I'm not kidding. I'll just say it was Viola who calculated it."

Cheryl, after answering that, sent a slightly hostile gaze to Viola. Viola smiled back for fun. Those who saw how it was decided that Cheryl was owed by some obscene means by Viola.

A man tours the idea with a difficult face. Information that was obtained beforehand and that obtained on this occasion. While I am surprised at the discrepancy, I continue to think about increasing my organization's rights based on that information.

Akira is powerful enough to send (or) mate with a humanoid weapon, put in Cheryl enough to go help a single person, and crazy enough to board a stronghold to kill a scallion. What emotions does such a person have with the person who interrupts his lover's debt repayment? How much hostility do you take to the obstacles that try to crush your own chances of getting a big sum of money of 4 billion orum? With that in mind, should Cheryl be the target of a territorial dispute?

When the man finished his ideas, he shifted this policy of strife over vast blanks.

"I don't mind if the newcomers entrust the administration of the territory, but it doesn't have to be at Sijima's, does it? I told him to get along with Sijima's, but I don't see it as guaranteeing him such a big right. Didn't I?"

"Well, yes."

"Right?

When the man replied with a laugh, he turned his attention to those from other organizations who were relatively close. Consent was taken immediately. A coalition is formed in an instant where Cheryl jointly takes from Sijima the opponent entrusted with the administration of the territory.

"... then"

Cheryl continues with a slightly troubled look as the man tries to get ahead.

"But I only know Mr. Sijima who negotiated with Akira, pulled him back, and made him pay up to the money,"

Everyone's gaze converges on Sijma. Sijima painstakingly remained calm. But I couldn't afford to open my mouth enough, and while I saw some mistake piling up, I silently slightly missed my gaze. Cheryl goes on in that situation.

"Oh, I don't think it's a problem for the others to negotiate with Mr. Sijima and manage it together. Because I think that would increase manageable territory. It helps."

The men's gaze crosses. Several factions were born, but there was no difference enough to tow the field.

"... why don't we take a break for once?

"... right"

No objection came from anyone. Get out of the room where the executives were supposed to be meeting rooms. Naturally, no one really takes a break. We just moved the venues each to discuss things we can't talk about on this occasion.

Sijima left the room first. I understand that being surrounded is unpleasant (first). I first distanced myself from the others and then contacted Viola, who decided that there should have been a lot of insinuation behind it.

Cheryl and the others remained in the room. Cheryl is exhaling loudly as she shows a little fatigue. Viola is talking to Sijima on an information device. And Carol was looking at Cheryl in a bit of a fun way.

"Mr. Carroll. What's wrong, sir?

"Hmm? It's nothing. I just thought if Viola had a sister, she'd be like Cheryl."

"... please stop"

Carol was laughing with pleasure when she saw Cheryl with a genuinely unpleasant look on her face.

Thereafter, the meeting gained a certain direction, although there was a little conflict, slowly came to an end. In it, Cheryl and his detachment party had full rights.

Akira is biking down the boulevard at the ruins of Kuzsuhara Street. This boulevard leads from the temporary base built by the city of Kugamayama to the back of the ruins and is still being maintained by garrison troops and others. It is an important road to attack the back of the ruins.

The contents of the Hunter Rank Adjustment request Akira received from Kibayashi resulted in hunter operations around this boulevard as a result of continuing the tenacious negotiations until sundown. Specifically, they include general crusades, collecting artifacts, gathering intelligence on nearby sentinels and reconnaissance, and covering for rescue requests. It basically has a lot of flexibility to act as you please.

There is also a limitation. All artifacts collected during the request shall be brought to the shopping post within the temporary base. The information collected shall also be handed over together. not to basically disregard the request for rescue; If a flock of monsters appears on the boulevard, prioritize your response. Akira drank their contents in exchange for conditions such as ammunition costs.

'Well, it helps to do whatever you want around the boulevard. Don't even have the ammunition money over there. In other words, even considering the request for a ranking increase, I guess the more such conditions pass, the more dangerous it is around here.'

Alpha lightly supplements.

"This boulevard is dangerous enough in that sense because it already traverses the circuit route of a large mechanical monster that previously struck Akira."

'Really? Does that mean you did something about that to get through the road? Awesome. I wonder how he defeated it.'

'You must have dispatched a large number of tanks and man-made weapons using well-maintained boulevards. If you can maintain a rear line of communication, the City Guard's power won't be that difficult. That's why I'm putting a lot of money into maintaining this boulevard. Look, you're still doing a lot of things, right?

Alpha pointed to the side of the boulevard. When Akira looked at you, work had been done to modify the abandoned building bordering the boulevard to replace the barrier, and to block the side roads and stop the monster from entering.

It's obvious, but it's going to cost a lot of money. I guess I'm doing it because even if I put money in it, I can expect profit.... I heard that Kugamayama cities were built for Kuzhara City ruin attack, but I see, so we can have cities'

The ruins of the old world make a huge profit to the east. large sums of money that they have no way of generating. Akira felt one end of it and remembered the mild admiration.

A strong line of defense is drawn on the boulevard at regular intervals. In case the front line collapsed in a monster raid, there was always a force in place to stop further enemy progression, where a strong simple barrier was installed.

Akira was showing the person in the unit doing the interrogation there the terminal she was wearing on her arm. This device, borrowed from a makeshift base, is similar to the one previously borrowed during a request in the basement. This terminal is also used in this request, and the terminal also serves as a pass to pass the examination. A royalty was required when hunters used this boulevard in an effort to make it easier to get to the back of the ruins and was also used to collect them. It should be noted that Akira was free during this request.

When the guard reads Akira's terminal on his own terminal, he looks at Akira with a slightly more intriguing gaze.

"Heh. Are you Akira?"

"Yes, but..."

I laugh lightly when I see Akira, who showed a little surprise (a lot).

"Oh, that's good. Move on. Well, good luck."

Akira skipped the examination trying not to worry about the man's attitude. But later it bothered me.

"Alpha. What do you think that was?

'I don't know either. Don't worry about it. It wouldn't even be enough to go back and check, would it?

"Well, yes..."

'Maybe there's a story about Akira out there among them. You may have seen or heard the footage Kibayashi showed Akira.'

Alpha smiled joyfully, but Akira smiled slightly.

I thought you said it was confidential.

'If they're city officials, it's internal, isn't it?

'... give me a break. I'm sorry to be turned around with a request for backup based on that battle. "

"You're not obliged to take it on, so then you just have to fight and run for the part of your brother-in-law you asked for."

'Right. Let's do that.'

Akira switched her mind and moved on.

Speak up wondering how much time a man's colleague took to call Akira's response bare.

"Is something wrong?

"No, it's nothing. I just wanted to see the hunter I was talking about yesterday when I was drinking."

"Is he such a rare hunter?

"I mean, there's this guy, the one with the eyes on him. Look, it's a kibbutz."

"Uh, you know what? Even though I'm still like a child. Heh."

The fellow man snorted lightly as he was convinced. The expression had a presence called Kibayashi and the subtle emotions held by the hunter who was blinded to its presence.

Kibayashi's irresistible (mucha) reckless lover is also a bad review, but at the same time is subtly treasured as a means to find talented hunters. The vast majority of hunters found are dazzled by unwanted glory, and they end their lives swallowed up in the wilderness at the end of their recklessness. But there are only a handful, but surely there are those who grasp the glory.

Even if more than three digits of hunters are involved because of Kibayashi's vices, enough fishing will come if we can secure enough fringe with hunters to operate on the front lines. By that judgment, Kibayashi is seen a lot from cities and hunter's offices. There was also the basis for Akira's slightly unusual preferential treatment of almost unlimited ammunition costs, etc.

"So, is he a congratulator? Or are you sorry?

"I don't know. I'm not dead so far, and congratulations would be better, wouldn't they? Well, it's no wonder you're sorry. I'm sorry for what happened to you."

"Me too. It's a species of life."

The men laughed lightly and went back to security.

When Akira went some way down the main street of the ruins, she reached the easy (Yasu) border. The ground is littered with debris. A man-made weapon is alerting the perimeter. Work is underway to install large walls at the end of the sight. Once the city has been secured, work is not progressing because it is a dangerous place to send common workers. The carcasses of the defeated monsters and others also remained abandoned.

Akira stops the bike there once and starts thinking about the way forward.

"Well, what do we do from here"

Alpha presents simple guidelines.

"If you want to fight flashy, just keep going straight and join the people fighting on the front line to secure their path."

Rejected.

'If we are going to proceed safely with the collection of relics, shall we also enter nearby buildings? The surrounding buildings may have been overpowered. Though I think they took out the blurry artifacts at that time, if you keep in mind, they may remain quite a bit.'

'No, that's a little too. I don't want to be impossible or unscrupulous, but I feel different about choosing a place that seems to make less money from the beginning.... wandering around a little while looking for places where you might make money'

'I'll make sure, but you're basically going to work hard without my support during this request, right?

'Oh. Because if you rely on Alpha to keep destroying monsters without wasting ammo, you're going to get weird eyes on them again. I'll do it myself for now, both to get you to decide that it was a coincidence, not my strength, that I defeated that black fuselage, and to confirm my own strength. If you need Alpha support, I'll ask for it in due course. "

Alpha puts a mild provocation on her smile.

'Then this is a good opportunity to see what Akira has been accumulating in training and action. I'll have plenty to show you how far you can go without my support.'

Akira also smiles lightly and returns it.

Copy that. I'll do my best. '

"If it's subtle, I'll make your training even more demanding."

"If we make it any tougher, will we lose a thousand hands and feet every time we train?

Five million aurum of healing pills will help then.

Alpha is laughing fun. Akira ran the bike with a slightly pully look. He entered the sidewalk from the boulevard and began exploring the back of the ruins through between abandoned buildings.

The palm is staring at his face in the clinic's own room.

"That's not good..."

The large display device displays the reaction position of the transmitter embedded in the tiol. The contents of the various types of information transmitted together are also displayed. Its location indicated the ruins of Kuzsuhara Street.

"The implanted bomb is supposed to detonate over time, but was it deactivated that way, or (there is) the bomb itself completely dismantled..."

The palm does not attach importance to Tiol's life or death itself. I didn't think it would be a problem for me to die somewhere in there and be handled properly, and I've been optimistic about the situation. But what I initially decided was a slight concern was now beginning to become largely realistic.

Tiol's reaction indicates the perimeter of the boulevard where the city continues its work to secure the rear link of the site. If something happens and the troops dispatched there secure Tiol for life or death, and if they investigate Tiol in detail with some further suspicion, there are a lot of facts that could come to light that would be inconvenient for the palm.

"Not good. Should I retrieve you by any means, Tiol? But nah."

The palm actually thought of another harm that would not have occurred if it had moved to recover. That was greater than the actual harm that would have occurred if Tiol had been left unattended like this. However, considering the benefits to be gained from successful recovery, I think it would be a shame to leave them in silence.

"I don't know what to do."

The palm was lost. And after I got lost, I started putting together something like a compromise.