The lavish reception is flashy from what to what, and well represents the character of the Lord.

On this day, I was visiting the residence of Finocchio Barzini, the head of the Barzini group (family) (Don). They were just about to start their afternoon tee time, and there was going to be a full set of tees lined up on the table.

"Yes, this. The material Noel was asking for."

I received a thick envelope from Finocchio, and I took the material out of it and confirmed it. The dossier concerns the railways operating in the Republic of Rodania.

Magic civilization - a modern era flourished by numerous inventions made of demons (beasts), empires possess the best technical skills compared to neighbouring countries.

Originally, it's not strange to have already opened a railway. Technically, it's possible. However, the empire is a land prone to abyss (avis), making it difficult to maintain it even through the railways, and therefore still relying on horse power.

In the neighbouring Republic of Rodania, by contrast, four years ago we had succeeded in putting the railways into practical use and had dramatically increased our national power by virtue of its benefits.

What I want to know is how it happened and what's going on. It is necessary to understand the specific economic effects actually obtained by operating the railways, as well as the unintended harm, all of it. So I decided to use the Barzini family connections to retrieve confidential material from the Republic of Rodania.

"Is the Mermaid Soul Song (Lorelei) really going to open the railroad?

To Finocchio's question, I nodded as I glanced through the material.

"Definitely. I also checked that Volcan Heavy Industries, in cooperation with the Mermaid Soul Song (Lorelei), had greatly enhanced the purchase of demonic (beast) materials and metal raw materials. We don't need that much resources if we're not going to get railroads across the country."

"But how do we get the railroad through this country?

"I have an approximate prediction, but I still don't know the details. It would help if the spy I hired did well."

I put the material on the table and pointed to the earrings on my left ear.

"These earrings are made of symphony stone. I can communicate with people wearing earrings made of the same stone. I gave the other to a spy. I told him to call me if anything happened."

I chose the communication stone rather than thought sharing (link) for the contact method because I was the only one who could contact you for thought sharing (link). By contrast, if you have correspondent earrings, it is possible to contact me from Loki as well.

"I have a pair of balls, but I'm afraid they'll bug me."

"I know. So it is promised not to use it except when it is necessary to do so. If you have wiretapping skills, you can identify not only the conversation, but also where we are. We can't give them an excuse to attack."

The risk of being eavesdropped is the same as communication stones as well as thought sharing (links).

It is imperative that disputes involving violence eventually occur, but that is a story after this one is ready. It is out of the question to be held in weakness before the battle is ready.

"What are you going to do when a spy fails?

"We're going to have to go hard. Whatever happens, you can't give railroad rights to the Mermaid Soul Song (Lorelei)."

"What hard means? You can never beat a mermaid's soul soldier (Lorelei) by challenging him from the front. I'll tell you what, Atashi can't lend his strength. You can't cut your power off cheaply because you have a lot of enemies."

"Don't worry. I'm not counting on you in battle."

Finocchio is also an important time. By entering into a secret and cooperative relationship with me, I set myself up to be the chairman of the Luciano group (family), which is the main house. You shouldn't sharpen this Okama's power of war at my convenience right now, when there is a possibility that you will be competing not only with the hostile organizations, but also with the same direct chiefs - your brothers.

"Give me a reminder, I'm going to sprinkle it."

I said sipping tea.

"What?... Huh? What did you say?

Finocchio tilts his neck in the face that he doesn't understand.

"But again, will you tell me? Did you just say" wake-up call "?

"I said"

What do you want me to do with the reminder?

"So sprinkle the roses."

I put the tea on the table and look straight at Finocchio.

"The point of the railway plan is the Volcan Heavy Industries engineers. Without them, where we spent so much money and backwork, the plan wouldn't make it. That's why the technicians should be exhausted by considerable pressure and heavy labor. If you advise them like that that that it will make them feel better, they should be sick soon. It's useless to be a junkie engineer. At that point, the plan for the Mermaid Soul Song (Lorelei) is over."

Finocchio, listening to me, looked like a pigeon ate a bean cannon. I am suddenly losing myself, and the light is out of my eyes. That dumb face was funny and I laughed out loud.

"Ahahahahaha, it's a joke, a joke! I wouldn't do that."

Finocchio, who turned out to be lying, took a big deep breath whether he was relieved or not.

"... scared, surprised wow. A, you! Whether you're joking or not, there will be limits! You can't just sprinkle awakeners to crush them, even gangsters (yakuza) are forbidden!? If we do it, it'll be a sea of blood, even if the operation works!

"That's why you said it was a joke, right?

"Hmm, what do you say!

Finocchio distorts his face uncomfortably.

"You have an ex-con who blew up the prison. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I don't mind not choosing the means for the purpose, but if you see what you're doing, you're a yakuza! No, it's more than a yakuza! You demon!"

"It's an honor to compliment the active Yakuza on being a demon."

Shoulder to shoulder and bitter smile, Finocchio becomes an increasingly sinister face.

"Noel, you think you're a trickster, don't you? Well, that's true. No one is as cunning as you are. Most enemies won't have their hands or feet before you do. But, you know, there are words in the world that say 'ploy, drown in measures'. If you do all the dirty tricks, you're gonna dig a grave."

"For example, what kind of situation do you suppose I would dig a grave in?

"What? What kind of... well..."

As soon as I hear back, Finocchio mumbles over the answer.

"For example, you can't stay in the Imperial Capital because you can't do anything wrong. Because you're good at intelligence warfare, information kills you at the end of the day."

"Oh, that's never gonna happen."

I assured you. Because I know it can't happen.

"Hey, why, can't you just say it?

"It's a simple story. I don't..."

"Yamate!"

Finocchio blocked my words, waved my hands and refused.

"You used your dirty hands again anyway! Yada! I don't want to hear it! Why do we have to listen to bloody stinking stories on a fun tee time! They call me the Mad Clown, and I need peace of mind! I would never want to hear that! Ahhh! I can't hear you. I can't hear you! I can't hear you ~!!

I sigh at Finocchio screaming with my ears blocked.

"By the way, what about you? How's the plan going?

"If we're talking about a martial arts tournament, it's going well. Arrangements are under way for land and facilities to accommodate sudden events. If Noel becomes Seven Stars (Regalia) and asks the Emperor, he can hold it at any time. The problem is, Nussing."

"I'm not talking about that. He's going to be chairman of the Luciano family."

"... the rooting is going well"

"Huh. Then there's no problem."

And I narrowed my eyes.

"When do you need to kill me?

"You......"

The top executives of the Luciano group (family) are thirteen, including Finocchio. Many people have to be eliminated in order to become the new chairman.

"I'm the one who instigated you. I won't spare your help."

"Shut up. I'll do what I have to do without your help. Atassi is Finocchio Barzini. Beautiful yakuza called Mad Clown. I wouldn't hesitate to kill them if they were brothers."

Beauty is superfluous, but there seems to be no falsehood in temper. There will be no translations.

"Got it. I trust you."

It was when I snorted. The door between the receptacles is knocked.

Boss, I brought you here.

"Okay. Come in."

When Finocchio responded, the door opened and two men came in. One looked musculoskeletal, a Finocchio component. The other is a man in a wheelchair with no limbs and a stray stained figure. The kid pushed a wheelchair and brought a man to our front. Me and Finocchio get up, too, and walk over to the man.

"You look fine, Mr. Albert."

I looked down at Albert and smiled.

Albert Gambino, the man who was the head of the Gambino group (family). Now the family is broken and not only have their limbs cut off, but they are kept at the pig farm in Finocchio. Albert keeps his eyes closed all the time and doesn't wander around.

"Noel asked me to bring you here, but what can I do for this guy now?

I turned my gaze to Finocchio asking questions.

"I'm interested in the alchemist this guy hired. I want to know where it is."

"What alchemist... the guy who was making that lousy reminder? A, you, no way really what you were saying..."

"No. I just have a pill I want you to make."

I shook my head and put my face closer to Albert.

"Hey, come on, get up."

Calling, but still no response.

"I had a good life with the pigs every day, so it's mostly broken. It might be hard to get a decent story out."

"Huh. I see."

I took the cigarette out of my nose and lit it on my mouth.

"Shit, Noel, you started smoking? It's not healthy. I mean, Atashi's house is completely non-smoking?

Whatever Finocchio blames for the smoke, he spits purple smoke on Albert. And he pressed the tip of the cigarette hard against his cheek. The moment there was a burning sound, Albert screamed and opened his eyes.

"Ah, no, no, no, no!

"I knew I was awake."

When I laugh, Albert has a grudge. He looks me in the eye. I told him that my misfortune was all my fault. In fact, you're right.

"You heard me, didn't you? Tell me what you know."

"Well, who are you..."

"Heh heh, I've seen hell so much, you look like you have nothing to be afraid of anymore. But you're wrong, Albert."

I grabbed Albert's face with both hands and held his forehead together.

"The bottom of hell is deep. What you've been experiencing is just the entrance.... Shall I open your skull alive and show you in the mirror where your brain will be messed with?

"Hih, no!

Albert turns his face bright blue and tries to get away from me, but he can't escape anywhere without his hands and feet. Nor can you turn your face away because you have been eagled with both hands. The cloudy eyeballs move busily in search of a non-existent escape.

"Are you afraid of me? Then you better tell him what you know right away. I'm short minded. And if you talk to me, I'll help you."

"... ho, is that true?

"Oh, it's true. I don't lie."

"... ok. I'll tell you where he is."

Perceived, Albert shared all the information about the alchemist.

"Ya promised... Help me..."

Albert pleading in tears. The pathetic appearance is really painful. I have a heart of mercy too. Of course I'm going to help you. But finally, there was just one more thing I wanted to ask you. I turn behind Albert and whisper with my jaw on his shoulder.

"Albert, do you remember a girl named Chelsea?

"Che, Chelsea? Yes, no, I don't..."

"Right. Right. Of course you don't remember."

I had no expectations. Instead, I'm even relieved that I didn't remember.

"Hey, hey, please. Please help me. I don't like going back there anymore..."

"I know. I'll help you."

I release my jaw from Albert's shoulder and secure my head with both arms. And when I twisted the momentum as it was, I heard a blunt sound of bone breaking.

"Goodbye, Albert. As promised, I saved him from that ugly raw."

When I let go of my hand, Albert fell out of balance and fell out of his wheelchair. I broke my neck bone in an instant, so I must not have had time to suffer. Given what he's been doing, I've given him a merciful end like God.

But Finocchio and the child, watching over what had happened, looked frightened.

"Hey, would it have been a bad idea if I killed you?

When I ask, Finocchio laughs like he's in trouble - and he laughs delightfully.

"Noelle, your vocation is a yakuza."