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The day after the joining ceremony. The Ning, as guided, went to the department of the General Affairs Division.

To be more precise, it's a branch of the General Affairs Division in various parts of the country. The suburban warehouse was in a turbulent area, which, in one case, had a town factory atmosphere.

It became increasingly clear that Metallica, an evil organization, seemed to give face-to-face titles to institutional personnel.

There are ten people in the workplace. He seems to be the top man and the title chief. All the members wore things like work clothes and didn't look like they were doing their job.

"I'll take care of you from today. Komori. Nice to meet you!

As a Ning, I tried pretty hard to introduce myself, but as for the reaction, it was subtle. Uh, yes, yes. Really? That was the vibe.

"Komori is a very rare background in general even though you are employed at headquarters. Uh, I don't know what to do..."

In that air, the chief looks around and speaks to a fat young man who looks like a member of the

"Hey. Heita-kun. Take care of Komori-kun."

Heita, the man called sounds troublesome and tongues, getting up

"Huh? Me too.... Shit, I get it -. Hey rookie. Come on."

Heita sprays a cigarette and calls Ning so badly.

What is this guy, awesome metaphor, but does this serve as a combatant? I normally smoke in the workplace. Is this okay?

There were recently talking words running around the back of Ning's brain.

Black company.

Speaking of which, they say everyone in the General Affairs Division is in a general position. Wages are also dangerous on top of low, evil organizations in the first place, disposable soldiers. The work environment in such a place can't be good. Do you have morals?

When I was a student, I couldn't even be a hippo with a chimp, so I could go into Metallica anymore, or aren't they like that?

General positions like Maki and Ikeno are different. Metallica with enormous power and a leap around the world. He is the elite responsible for the operation. The average person, the Ning, did not know, but it seems a well-known fact that there is an organization called Metallica at the top level in each field, which normally exists as a corporate entity. Large companies with influence at world level. Although the job description is special, it is also reasonably agreeable to bring together top-level talent.

Still... there would be too much difference.

"Hey newbie! Why are you so confused?"

Fat curse flies.

"Yes! Excuse me!"

"You, can you use a gun or something?

"Huh? No, I can't use it."

"So you were doing it in some kind of fight?

"No... nothing"

"Are you giving me a bomb or something?

…

After a series of conversations, Heita shrugged with a bold head

"... seriously, I can't use it..."

"Eh."

What an ambilee babo place to work. The Nings haven't worked anything yet, but they were already full of desire to go home.

"Ready? Make sure you can do something by tomorrow. I'm busy, so practice on my own. Any weapon other than a gun is in the locker there. When we take out the explosives and the guns, we have an application."

With the cigarettes he smoked down to near the root, Heida spread the sports newspaper and we're done talking about it. and claimed in attitude.

I was stunned, but of course I can't go against it. Ning decided to open his locker in the first place and try to do what he said.

Then it was a few hours, but in the meantime, the only thing that Heita talked to Ning was "buy me some juice".

I'll be working hours in a while. No. Heita takes out her cell phone.

"Whoa. It's over now, huh? Huh? Seriously? With a merge? How many opponents? Fine.

Uh-huh. Seriously, fine. Whoa. It's a tavern in front of the station. See you later. "

"Um... Mr. Reida..."

"Tired -"

Heita went home flat.

Seriously... that fat... shit went home. What am I supposed to do with this? There's more to black than that.

There was nothing Neat could do except to get me on my way.

The same situation persisted after the following day, on the third day, as Heita recalled, he proposes.

"Oh, no. Are you ready to use a little? Next week, you'll be in a mock fight with me."

"What?"

Suddenly, it was a shocking statement. What the hell is that? It's a mock fight.

"Mock battle... what is it?

"Huh? I told you. Newcomers to the General Affairs Division are supposed to do it. If this doesn't work, you're fired. I'm leaving now, but clean up and go home."

Ning people seemed to darken in front of them. Well, I know the rules. It would not be impossible to have such a decision. Anyway, the General Affairs Division is, so to speak, a working unit at the end. You don't have to use it. If you're in action in that state, you could die. It's like the final exam for the probation period, so to speak.

I can see that. but.

What do you want me to do? I haven't cleaned anything but going to buy juice since I joined the company.

Heida is a man who has worked in Metallica's General Affairs Division for two years. Even if he was a dickhead, his combat abilities would be at least better than those of the Ning.

And more so. Maybe Heita didn't train me to do anything with it.

Shit. Too much. Keep it up. Then the company that gets bogged down and you get hurt badly is fired.

"... it could be over"

The Ning left behind had no choice but to whine so.

Enough. I'm quitting this company. Though I do, I'll start cleaning the mop in my hands for now. A company like this gave me hope for a little while. That payback.

"You're young. Go up already today."

To such Ning people, one of the members of the workplace. He was a middle-aged man I had never talked to much about before. However, I feel like my name is like a middle-aged man.

"No, but I haven't cleaned yet"

"That's okay. That's not true. You don't usually get dirty. You cleaned it yesterday."

It was surprising. I thought no one cared, such as what I was cleaning.

"You, you didn't even eat Meshi today. I'll give you a luxury. Let's go get a drink."

Is this it? Workplace Nomination and Doing. Ning was a little confused. I've reached drinking age once, but I've never been with a person, let alone a colleague at work.

"Ha..."

Reply like that without help. Nakanaka is not like Heida. He looked like a decent person. I'm quitting anyway, so you can have a little experience. That's what I decided.

It was an old bakery that was taken. It was a little dirty, but the price was easy, and there were plenty of Oodle seeds.

In the meantime, I drank the shochu hot water split with a little bite, and ate the radishes with a fu. It seemed to that effect. Ning people stayed still for a while because they didn't know how to do it when going out drinking with seniors.

"Whoa. Eat. It's not a big deal."

"... Yes"

The rice noodles in my mouth were warm. I filled my belly while we talked about no other love for a while.

"You were a disaster, too. Suddenly the General Affairs Division is hiring for headquarters."

During that time, he talks about potatoes.

"No..."

"Be honest with me. I thought this was Metallica."

Somewhat cozy, Ning leaks the truth.

"... yes, the soot..."

"Ha. Oh, my God. I've been thinking all year. The guys up there don't even know about the crime scene, so they just set unscrupulous goals.

Actually, I won't try. It's my salary, it's lower than my second year in general.

Fuck that. It's late. It's expensive... it's impossible to lose your temper like Heita. "

During that time, as long as I looked at my behavior in the workplace over the past few days, I didn't seem to be sluggish. So I asked.

"Mr. Michinaka... how come it's that, but you work?

"I have to feed my wife and children."

Right. Socialists are in trouble. Is that the sad thing about your father... When the Nings were about to sympathize,

During that time I continued to look far away.

"And, hey. World conquest, even for him. I still have thoughts. When I was younger, I thought I'd change the world. Maybe I can do that, because I joined an evil organization, admiring it."

It was the same. That part is just like the Ning people before joining the company.

"It's..."

"Ha, are you stupid? This is the lower end of Osama, right?

The face, laughing like a light, looked like a child, back-to-back with what I was saying.

"No, that's not..."

It was then. I heard anger coming from the park outside the Oodle Shop. And the sirens.

"... Guardian?"

That's what I shrugged during.

Guardian, it is a common name for an organization founded to maintain law and order some time before the turbulence of an evil organization, and its constituents.

Of course, the police exist elsewhere in the police, but the Guardian's power is at its top. It's more influential against evil organizations. They are more aggressive than traditional police and often go out to exercise strength. Harsh on the law, rightly strong, is said to be the executor of order.

Unlike Rox, a mysterious hero who moves individually, in short, he's on the side of justice.

Naturally, we can say that it is an enemy to Metallica.

No way did they come to subdue themselves, Ning was in a hurry for a moment, but when they heard the anger a lot, they were very different. Looks like he's yelling high pressure at someone outside.

What should I do? Looks like he hasn't found out yet, and should I run? When the Ning thought that way, the middle stood up slowly while beside

"Mr. Mitsunaka?

"Hmm? Oh. I'm just gonna go. Admiral, put it on."

"Aye. Older man, you haven't been involved in a long time. I'm not too young anymore, so it's poisonous if you're not very helpful."

During that time, when I paid the account to the clerk at the Oodle Shop, I went out on the table.

Why don't you put it on? You just paid the bill.

The Ning follow it in advance. In the park near the Oodle Shop, as expected in between, the Guardian was coming.

A helmet like a racer in a distinctive white protector-like outfit. I have a stick in my hand. It is the outfit of the Guardian during his security deployment. Those would be general security level guys like C-rank.

The three Guardians were somehow stuffed to the homeless who were setting up a cardboard house in the park to wind at night.

"Hey! Don't build a cardboard house here! Remove it now!!

"Oh, no... what should we do if they kick us out of here now... This cold will kill you... I'm leaving tomorrow... please...!

Apparently, they're issuing an eviction order against the homeless. I see. I guess what you're doing homeless is illegal.

"You found out!! It's a violation. A violation. You know what I mean? Uncle.

"Ha. That's totally lame. I wonder if you could hurry up. You should get to the park in the next town. It's not under our jurisdiction, so I'm gonna miss you."

Ning people feel uncomfortable about the Guardian's noble words. Indeed they are not evil. But I don't feel very supportive of the act.

…

The Ning people who were silent and staring at the sight. But not while I was beside him.

"This is why a Guardian is..."

"!? Mr. Midway!?

Shortly before I stopped, I walked in front of the Guardians in between.

"Hey Lord Garr there, hey you guys, let him hit you"