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There are areas within Metallica headquarters where only executive officers are present and security levels are very high.

Ning stepped into that place, where only the permitted person could enter for the first time after a rigorous physical check.

My men are waiting in a separate room. Passing the gate as if it were the world of SF, Ning people headed to the reception room for their executive officers.

"Excuse me, sir."

That's right, speak up and come in. I was hoping for what kind of room, but surprisingly, it's normal inside.

Overall, it has an atmosphere such as a large corporate reception room, and is equipped with an antique desk with a black skinned sofa that seems to be for customer service. The bookshelves were lined with black back covers with untitled books, like large computers and their monitors.

At first, I was a Ning who often tried to observe the room, but when I saw someone indoors, it was gone.

"Ooh, you've come a long way, kid. Get in."

First General Lars, a big man with long hair tied behind him and a destructive intimidation. Managing Director, Metallica. I met with him at the time of HR issuance during the transfer of the Okinawa branch.

"... heh. Are you Komori-kun? I see. Funny."

And the other one. A man with an eyelid in white. The long skinny man, unlike Lars, is not intimidating, but creepy enough to see through this one's heart, as if there was no human blood through him.

I know. I looked at him once during the interview, but he asked me what he was after I became an employee of Metallica, and I was surprised.

"... Professor h..."

Professor H. H seems to be abbreviated in the headfield.

He is the man who created the inspiration for the Metallica establishment.

Genius scientist who culminated in all disciplines, including medicine, and made a total lame of various prestigious prizes in chemistry.

And the first Mad Scientist to produce 'The One Beyond Humans' out of an overly strong exploratory mind.

That was him.

Because of that research, he succeeded in evil and joined forces with his current leader to form Metallica. Since then, he has been a major contributor to the expansion of Metallica's forces by developing modified humans, armaments and weapons through one overtechnology after another.

He is now sitting in the chair of the Vice President of Metallica, along with the militant executive director, General Lars, known as the 'Big Evil Dinosaur'.

"Oh, you know me?

Professor H's gaze tangles with Ning people. I feel uncomfortable as if every corner of my body is being analyzed, but Ning people don't put it on the surface. Let me make a smile.

This is a fight. It's a battle called awards, a place to issue personnel orders.

Ning perseveres in his spirit and challenges him to battle.

"Of course it is. Professor H. Because your accomplishments stand alongside General Lars and are no longer legends of Metallica"

"... I see. You seem like a mentally tough guy indeed. But I want you to stop talking about me and Lars in the same line."

Professor H had an obviously unpleasant reaction. Perhaps these two have some sort of quarrel? Ning people chill their liver to their mistakes.

"Headfield. Keep it around there. I called this guy today for an award. It is also the life of the chief. Besides, you forgot. What we're fighting for..."

"... I know. It's unpleasant."

"... that's what I'm talking about"

The giant evil man is unleashing a raging stormy rage against the skinny mad scientist, but only suppresses words and deeds. I guess there's some reason.

"Let's keep it short. Kid, no, it was Komori."

"Yes."

"Attack of the Land, and Crusade of Class B Rocks, Ramone. Thank you. In recognition of his martial arts and achievements, I award you the Metallica First Class Medal."

A shimmering medal is handed to silver by Lars' rocky gothic hands.

"Ha!"

"I didn't expect you to drop it."

Lars remains a loose face.

"... ha"

"If you had failed, I would have gone directly next and crushed you, but, um, you did something extra for me."

Giroli, Lars' glance like a beast pierces the Ning Man.

"... it is, so..."

Unexpectedly, Ning nearly apologized. If Lars, he could have defeated both Santa Ana and Ramone straight from the front of the square. No, maybe we can take him down.

Shit. What do we do? It's not a good idea to get too dissatisfied with him.

What are we gonna do?

The Ning became quite anxious in an instant. but.

"... hey, wow, clear!! It's a joke, kid!

Lars crippled the Buddha's top surface, laughing and showing it lavishly. I feel like this is the first time I've seen anything other than the top of his Buddha if I think about it.

"Ha ha..."

"Don't be so frightened! Well done. I don't understand, but you seem to have your own strength. That's when I proved my words."

I get slapped on the shoulder with a bash. Ouch. And scary. But I'm a little happy. That's what Ning thought.

Speaking of General Lars, he's an unrivaled, extremely evil man, a man near the summit of Metallica.

The Nings made a declaration and accomplished it. Maybe that's how much he looked at me.

I guess he is, in a way, an honest and serious person. It's normal that you're a man who can talk and laugh, but I was glad.

The viciousness of crushing a weak opponent like a feather worm and the extravaganza seems to be something we can live with.

"Oh, thank you. Guided by the general, your servants... of the whip..."

"I never taught you. First, if you plant my martial arts, you'll be dead in two days!! Wahaha!!

"... Lars, why don't you leave that alone for a silly laugh? I'll tell you later."

Professor H looked at such Lars and Komori with cold eyes, and continued.

"Ninja Komori. With the award of the First Class Medal, you will be promoted to Level 4 from the following fiscal year. Regarding personnel changes, however, we would like to make you subject to the internal FA system. Both my current men and I have been considered for the Department of Hope."

"What!?

It was more than I expected.

I have pride in being honored for my accomplishments. Ning people are not that thick, but that was enough to anticipate the content of the promotion and award.

The current level of manpower of Ning people is 3, Assistant Manager. No matter how much credit you have, the promotion from 3 to the top is not that there are more than 4 walls a few times thicker between 1 and 3.

He was a Ning man who dreamed about getting promoted to level 4, because there might be one possibility in 10,000.

Level 4. Chief, it's room manager. And the internal FA system is a system that has spread to companies in general since the beginning of the 21st century, where employees give out their desired departments and assign them if conditions exist.

It was something I didn't even wish for the Ning people.

You're lying. You've been promoted. You said it was only my third year in the company??

"Level 4...?

"Yeah. Metallica's HR system is changing, too. Excellent people should keep going up.... like you."

Professor H says sweet words. Somewhere, I feel bad. but we just have to get on here.

"Thank you. I would like to discuss the desired department and decide in a day or two."

"Yes. Fine. Then you need to leave... No, I'll send it. If you are accompanied by an executive, you can pass a body check when exiting the executive area. Do you mind? Lars."

"... Hmm, whatever you want"

Reward for the words of two executives. Ning people are not going to do that. I had no reason to say no if I wanted to send it.

"Okay, General Lars. Excuse me, sir."

"Oops. Good luck at best. Boy."

Ning people greeted Lars and went out with Professor H. Through a short passage. Head to the gate.

It was then. Professor H, who was accompanying him, has spoken to the Ning people.

"Komori-kun, this is a good opportunity. I'll give you some advice and suggestions."

"Yes?... what is it?"

Professor H's voice was calm and smooth.

"Your accomplishments are brilliant. But it's just too prominent."

……

"No, that in itself is very desirable. Very much so. But some people don't think so."

I see. The Ning were concerned, even though they were not liars.

"You're strong, very, very strong. But even if you are highly combative, you do not have the expertise or knowledge to do so. You're already level 4 like that. He even came up to the position to meet me and Lars. Do you know how many human heads you've jumped over? Do some of them have faith in you? Don't you think some things seem neglected?

Professor H, who walked side-by-side, looked at the Ning man's face and continued to teach him gently.

"You seem a lot admired by people in the General Affairs Division and your direct reports, but you are very dangerous in Metallica. Hard to say I'm trusted."

"... of course I know. But I'm not stopping."

I know. The Ning know that. I was a coward myself. That feels scary. But I've decided to move on. I'm surprised, but no one understands that.

"Hehe. No, I'm not accusing you of anything. As I said earlier, the good should come up. It's just that I've never been careful. This is the advice."

"... thank you"

"Next, a suggestion"

Professor H., the evil genius scientist put his hand on Ning's shoulder.

Wet, it was a thin, and creepy feeling reminiscent of a snake. whispered under his ear as it were.

"Aren't you going to be my keeper?

"Parents?"

"Heh heh, that's the way to put it, but I'm saying, why don't you join the faction? Of course Metallica is an organization that culminates in a chief, but not a single rock. There are forces centered on me. How about that? You can just take my interests into account in your actions. [M] That's all I can do for you."

It was a sweet word. It was a trick.

Now I know what Professor H wants.

It is only natural that factions can be made in some large organization. If an organization as big as Metallica, the size of that faction would be different.

If that one top means this man, Professor H, then perhaps the other is General Lars.

It was a struggle for power within the organization and a challenge that just came down to the Ning who were promoted to managerial positions.

Indeed, what Professor H says is also fascinating. As I was just told, Ning people know their position is very precarious. Joining a faction would lead to protecting yourself like that. To be honest, I'm afraid of the situation I'm in right now. So much so that I want to escape.

I also found out that Professor H is buying me a self. Probably looked at the Ning people's data so far as to see it all.

What do we do? What do we do?

Ning thought softly. Assuming you commit an act of disobedience while responding that you join the faction of Professor H., you will not be sorry. It wouldn't be sweet enough to stand around looking good on both of them like this.

So will you be under the umbrella of Professor H. That doesn't make an instant call either.

The Ning people, general employees who were in the special area, do not know the power balance of the faction either. It is also possible that General Lars is pushing it better.

But can you seduce this horrible man from me in the first place?

If this is Lars, can you do it?

Yes, if you're with me, I can answer now. You said you'd protect me, so how can you turn that down?

Professor H. The rare villain who created the Superman, I told this man...

"... oh, I'm your..."

"Yes."

The answer is, 'I can'.

"I'm not going to join the faction... Shh, sorry."

I'm not following this guy.

The Ning answered with fear, but with clarity.

"... Really?"

Even so. I don't join factions.

Make it Professor H. Make it General Lars, joining a faction means you'll be under someone else's umbrella.

Straight line to the apex. For Ning people who are prepared to climb up and pack up a huge organization called Metallica, they will increase the hard walls, one step at a time. Perhaps future action will be regulated, and we will have to do something against our will. I'm not going to do that.

Scary. The precarious position within Metallica is scary. Because he who neglects himself must be very strong.

But you can't be frightened.

Ning has fought stronger opponents before.

Yes, I won by fighting them with steel courage and shining justice.

Knocked it down, it's moving on. for what you are aiming for. To go straight there.

There's no way I'm gonna make the roundabout with this guy who took them down.

"Professor H, of course I'm not going to be on any faction other than you. It's not that big of a deal."

"... you won't regret it?

"Yes, please.... then excuse me here. By tomorrow, I'll decide on the department of hope."

Ning Man bowed his head to Professor H and dived through the gate exiting the executive area.

I didn't look back.