The next week dragged along like a cart that keeps getting bogged down in mud. Slowly and with a creak. Although this does not mean that there was nothing interesting.
We never had sex with Akemi, we don't have the kind of relationship to jump into bed like this, in between things. There are no obstacles as such, yet she has external data, just… Although it looks like there will still be sex, here I seem to be doomed, but not so frivolously and casually.
Returning to the club, I found Kazuki in the kitchen and went with him to the Candy Wrapper.
— The school gives you a knowledge base, without which you will have a hard time, so do not dare to skip and sleep in class. I don't demand excellent grades from you, but a strong average person is at least. You will leave me at half past eleven and, coming home, immediately go to bed. The person I'm taking you to has very specific knowledge, but they may be useful to you, even most likely they will be useful. There is no extra knowledge, but
my
a combat robot pilot cannot afford to be ignorant. — The kid listened to me very attentively, and even started up at the words about the pilot. — The coming years, before you start studying for a pilot directly, will be very difficult for you. Constant study and work for me will leave you little free time. But if you really want to achieve something, you will have to endure. Maybe you think it's nothing, but if you treat everything carelessly… I don't need such people. Learn everything that is given to you and look for what to learn yourself, think what you are told and what you are saying, and, most importantly, be true to your word and your employer. Even if I don't become one, it will help you more than once in the future. However, I hope that you and I will get along and you will still be faithful to me.
When talking, I used a light form of "voice", literally hammering my words into the boy's head. If anyone thought that I would give someone a person in whom I have invested as much effort as I am going to invest in Kazuki, then he is mistaken. However, I'm not so good at "the voice" to tie a guy to me once and for all. Here, in general, probably, hypnosis is needed, which the "voice" is not. It's more of a suppression skill, like the Jedi. Or, I remember, as a child I watched the movie "Dune", based on the book of the same name, so there was something similar there too. But I am not an Eraser and I have a "voice" this way and that, so my suggestions work more like the words of a person whom you respect immensely and whose wishes you should try to fulfill.
I have known an Absolute rank Eraser… He could order to die, and the person died. In place. Although there were a lot of restrictions. By the way, it was I who killed this Absolute. But it's so, I just brag.
Introducing the guy to the surprised Candy Wrapper, he explained what was required of him.
— Teach what you know. I don't require you to pass on all your knowledge to him, but I think you will make him a competent technician in a few years.
— What kind of teacher am I? I have my own things to do, you know.
— Teach as you can. I don't have another candidate anyway. Let me explain: this guy will not be a professional technician, unless he has such a talent and desire, and not only you will teach him. For you, he is more like an assistant, whom you have to pull up along your line. I do not intend to infringe on your, hehe, freedom. But teach him what you can, gradually," a pause, "introducing him to our affairs.
Kazuki, if Kazuhisa-san is not at the club, you are at Umari-san's disposal. — This is the Japanese equivalent of the name Natalia. Umari Romanova. Not every Japanese could pronounce her name, so they called her that. "She'll find something for you to do." You will receive the payment at the end of each month. How much, we'll decide later. And now tell me without hiding what's going on in your family.
He couldn't do it right away without hiding it. But quickly enough, this extremely banal story became known to me. And the thing, as always, was a woman. Kazuki's mother, it turns out, did not die, but ran away with another. His father, as it turned out, was still a rag, and after his wife's escape, he also became an alcoholic. Kazuki — that's after all... an interesting child — practically did not blame his mother. There was a slight resentment, and that was all. He practically did not communicate with his father, he earned his own food, because his father drank everything banally. Even at home, the guy tried to be less, returning there only for the night.
"And what the hell is not joking," I thought then, "you can try to solve this problem once and for all. Fortunately, the situation in the family contributes."
— Okay, to Kazuhi...
— Wrapper. Let the Wrapper call me.
— Ahem. So, you are assigned to the Wrapper from tomorrow, and today let's go, I'll take you to the kitchen. You'll work there.
Handing the guy over to Umari-Natalia, he went to the Shotgun. We should talk to him, too.
— Yes you are… Are you completely out of it already? Take the child away from the father.
— He himself will be glad if I understand everything correctly.
— Have you signed up as a benefactor?
—The Blue Lagoon, buddy. Two pieces. — A guy of about twenty, smiling, made an order, after which he winked at me and, leaning his back on the bar, waved to someone in the hall.
After waiting for the client to leave, I continued the interrupted conversation:
— I need this boy, Honda. And if, for a better upbringing, I have to take him away from his own home, in which, by the way, he is not expected, I will do it. It's a sin to say so, but in this respect I was lucky with him. I can take him on full security, and no one will mind. And there is someone to look after Aunt Natasha," I smiled at the end.
— What do you want from me?
— You are the main owner of the club. I can't put him here without your consent.
In response, they looked at me very frowningly:
— How would we not get into trouble because of this.
— There won't be any problems. Honda, you just haven't heard his story. A father doesn't give a damn about his own son.
— A-a-a ... — he waved his hand with a doomed look.
Well, it remains to take the guy home and talk to his father. Kazuki lived half an hour's walk from the club, on the third floor of an old hotel. And if the whole apartment was very dirty, then his room was a standard of cleanliness and order. Looks like the guy is a bit of a pedant. Well, while he was packing, I went to... the living room, probably, where, judging by the sound, the TV was working.
It turned out to be, as I thought, easy to negotiate with Kazuki's father. A few bills, not even rubles, but yen — and I have in my hands a residence permit for his son in the Swallow club. And a few minutes later — just in case — a permit for the removal of a separate living space and, accordingly, living there.
After waiting for the excited guy, I took him back to the club, where I handed him over to Natalia, explaining that the boy now lives here and there is parental permission. And, having already received his work cocktail from Shotgun, I was surprised how quickly, it turns out, important tasks can be solved. If this case was nothing special for me, then for a boy it is a real milestone in life. I don't think he had time to realize what had just happened to him.
I went home with caution. At such moments, I regretted that I had rocked the "life detection" skill. I am not able to reduce the radius, which is why the use of the skill in the city is fraught with severe migraines for me. So now I had to scan the house in a completely different way. How much is possible, after all? Tomorrow morning I'll go to the neighbors and talk about it.
And the next morning, on the second lap of the run, a Tire silently attached itself to me. And just as silently went home at the end. Are you offended, or what?
Before school, I decided to go to Koyama. Now I'm standing in front of the gate and I'm thinking who exactly is better to turn to. It's not ice to approach the old man somehow. It's like shooting sparrows from a cannon. On the other hand, you can talk about school clubs. Akeno is serious with his daughters only in training. No, he will scold and shout, but... he loves them too much and spoils them. Something really serious is needed for him to start punishing. And it's not a fact that the keys to my house, which the security service has been stubborn, are a serious offense for him. Kagami... hmm, it's the opposite here. She loves girls, but she thinks brainwashing is very important. Here, rather, the punishment will not correspond to the offense. The most interesting thing, I'm sure, is that Koyama is aware of the keys. But while I am silent, they are also silent.
— Hello, Shinji, you haven't visited us for a long time.
Well, that's your fate, Sheena. No offense.
— Hello, Kagami-san. And you're getting prettier and prettier day by day.
— And you're still the same flatterer.
"Just a statement of fact, Kagami-san.
— Why don't you come in? We have a wiro this morning. — Oh, cool thing, Japanese sweets from Kagami are something. — Just in time to catch a couple before school.
Mm. Stop, the conversation is going somewhere wrong.
— I can't, Kagami-san, I would be glad, but I still have to look after a new castle before the lessons begin.
Did I take the PDA with me for nothing?
— Did your lock break?
— It became useless rather. Believe it or not, I'm already sneaking home like a thief. You never know who will be waiting for you there. So I want to put myself something fancy.
— Well, good luck with your search.
Looking at her slightly changed smile, I went to school with a sense of accomplishment.
At the gate of the school, as on Saturday, I met Raydon. Only today I was the first one there.
— Shinji!
- Oh, who do I see? Is this Ohayashi the womanizer-san? — I wanted to say, "Finally a man," but I thought that it might still be wrong. And to say such things with such a crowd of people…
— Come on, — he was embarrassed. "You're no better yourself. But we had a great rest! I'll have to repeat it, only next time I invite you.
— Go ahead, — I waved my hand, then grinned: — And the reason? So you can become an alcoholic.
— The reason is not a problem. My younger sister's birthday is in a couple of weeks.
"How old is she?"
— It will be twelve years.
— Getting drunk at the birthday of a twelve—year—old sister?!
- No, of course, we will get drunk later, and the birthday is just an excuse. So I'm officially inviting you to the Ohayashi Ami birthday party," Raydon solemnly announced.