I saw Tarot as soon as I entered the hospital room. He was sitting in a wheelchair, balancing on the rear, larger wheels. In the accident he caused, this jerk managed to break both legs.
— Is one accident not enough for you? Are you hooked on them?
— Hi, boss! And I'm having fun here.
— Entertainer. Yamashita is still in a coma, in case you didn't know.
—What's it to me?" Life is a harsh thing.
— Are you going to tell his son the same thing? I can't believe he won't make inquiries.
— Um…
—So much for 'em.' I've made an appointment, so you're being discharged today, get ready. If you stay with your father until you fully recover, I think he can cover for you for a while. And I'll just deal with this family.
— Father will call healers right away. And this is a week of recovery maximum.
"You're not messing with my nerves. So you'll be sitting there healthy.
— And the job? "What is it?" he asked pityingly.
— What did you say there? I thought pointedly. —What's it to me?" Life is a harsh thing.
— Well, you can't mock a sick person, boss.
—That's not bullying, Nemoto-san. Here," I threw two fat folders on his lap, "this is a mockery. But you deserve it, legless.
Taro spent ten minutes familiarizing himself with the contents of the folders. His reading speed was amazing, by the way. Faster than mine. I doubt that he is able to instantly memorize the pages of books, as I am, but this is not reading, you have to work through what you have memorized, then you still have to.
— It's okay about computer games, boss, my brother-the phone will help me at first. But this," he shook the second folder, "there's no way without free movement.
— You can take your time with the shipyard, this is a plan for the future. You'll be halfway there without me. While making inquiries, prepare the basis.
— Okay, I get you. I can handle it. But about the games, I ... technically imagine it, but will it be cost-effective.
There are no online games in this world. Believe it or not. And in general, the games are at the level of the beginning of the twenty-first century of my world. I sometimes don't understand this world, to be honest.
— It will. Trust me. Read the folder carefully, you'll understand. Your job, as always, is to organize and find someone who will do it.
"As always," he began to grumble. — So maybe I'll shove the manga on someone?
— Throw it off. I don't even know that you're still messing with it yourself.
From such words of mine, he already fell into a stupor.
"That's not fair, boss. So many words about the importance and secrecy, and then "I don't know".
— And what? Have I ever told you to do it yourself?
— U-u-u!
— Stop howling, otherwise people will come running here now.
"I'll remember that for you, boss. You'll see.
— Come on, come on. I even wondered how you would pull it off.
— Pf.
— Gods, just look at this offended something. It's good to snort here like a girl. Are you familiar with our security service?
— Yes, just a little bit, — he was wary.
Looking out the door, I nodded to a man standing nearby.
— Meet me. Sugishima Tsuneo is your new guard. He's not a family man, so he can guard you day and night.
According to the law of the genre, Tarot should have started to be rejected, but this is reality, and the guy is not a spoiled girl.
— I see. How much is he... well, what kind of access to information does he have? Taro asked, not shy about the presence of the subject under discussion.
— Hmm, somehow I didn't think, — I looked at the man. "Sugishima—san, you've served before, haven't you?"
- yes.
— Have you met with such a thing as secrecy?
—No," they answered me just as succinctly.
"Well, I can understand that. Well, do you want to take a chance? The man looked at me in surprise. — My... firm, the one in which you work, has developed very quickly before. But very soon this development may accelerate even more. And accordingly, this is certainly not for many ... although no, who could, he is already mine. Let's just say that even more people will pay attention to us, if they haven't already. And the way things are in Shidotemoru now, I am not satisfied. Changes, permutations, transformations are coming. You can take a chance and bet everything on me. If we survive the next boom, we will rise a lot. But we can also fall very painfully. Since you have the chance to move closer to the authorities, you are able to rise even higher, but the fall will most likely be fatal. You choose. Leave everything as it is and return to the office with the other guards, or I give you the penultimate level of access, and this young man will not hide from you. True, and you will have to take into account new information in protecting this subject," I waved my hand in the direction of the guy. — What will happen to you if you use what you have heard in this job for other purposes, do you understand?
— Death.
— Laconically. But true. I hope you won't look at my age and assume that you will get out of it?
- no.
— Then you have a couple of days to think. Then tell Taro that you want to come back, or you won't say anything. Is everything clear with this?
- yes.
Well, I even like this style of conversation somewhere.
As you understand, I did not drag the first security guard here, I have been making inquiries for a week and selecting the right people for personal use. It would be nice to find another little man who can be put over the transformed security service. Which, by the way, will be able to reform it. But that's a little later.
— That's great. Then get to work.
— Yes, — said Sugishima and went out into the corridor.
— Do you think you can trust him? Taro asked.
— Heh, he was thrown out of the army for telling the truth at a military court. They wanted to make his commander the last one there, but he was the only one who fit in. If such people can't be trusted, then who can? Anything, of course, happens... but my chuika says that you can turn his back on him. Ahem, but at first you still... um…
— Got it, boss. Trust, but check.
— Well done. Okay, get well, legless. And don't expose yourself.
Going down to the first floor, I went to the parking lot. Goro was still my driver. While I was playing poker, he slept well, according to him, and even ate in the hotel restaurant. So unlike me, Vasya-chan was radiant with energy and positivity. Getting into the car, I took out cigarettes.
—Where to now, Sakurai-san?"
So I wonder where to? I visited the office, visited Taro, even talked to the prince's man. Yamashita Corp. was subscribed to me, but because of my age, I could hardly manage there, which means there was no merger with Shidotemoru. Just two companies that I owned. I had to settle some issues, but now Tanaka, albeit temporarily, was steering both companies. I think in a month we will put our people in all posts, and I will become a full-fledged, albeit not legally, owner of Yamashita Corp. But what to do now? A glance at the clock confirmed the ugly truth of life — it's only three o'clock in the afternoon, and I have nothing to do for the next four. More precisely, there is something, but I can do this at another time, and now either take a nap, or still prepare for my birthday. And that's what I'm delaying and hiding behind work. I really don't want to be trying on clothes right now. And if you contact the Tire right now, I'm afraid you'll have to go shopping. On the other hand, at least I will be sure that everything is top-notch in this regard. Otherwise, it will be a joke if I come to the party in a three-piece suit, and even in the one I was wearing at the Crystal Party, and the girl shows up in some kind of youth outfit. This, of course, is not a complete collapse, not at all, but why do it if you can arrange everything properly. In short, we need to call Sheena. Until I remembered about some business.
Having extinguished the bull in the ashtray, he took out his phone.
— Now we'll find out where now.
Having dialed the Bus number, I got ready to wait. But it didn't work out, she got in touch almost immediately.
— Shinji, you little asshole. Come on, run home.
Is she driving me crazy on purpose? If she needed it so badly, why didn't she call herself?
— Hey, hey, baby, take it easy on the turns, — trying to put a grin in his voice.
— I said: run!
— and I said: take it easy, girl.
At such moments, I ask myself: do I need it?
— What, you're brave on the phone, right? You come here and tell me that in my eyes.
Got it.
— Sheena, baby, is your father not there, by the hour? Give it to me, please. — Akeno, sniffer, being at home, stays away from phones.
"What's that for?" Sheena asked in a different tone.
"Don't make me call your mother.
"Are you complaining about me?" Have you become a sneak?
— You, Sheena, are a frostbitten girl, it's getting harder and harder to have a dialogue with her lately. And if in order to calm you down, I need to complain, I will do it.
— Well... well, you're a bastard, you little one. Don't need a father, tell me why you're calling.
— We need to synchronize our clothes with you.
— I would have said so right away…
— Do you even understand what you just blurted out? I didn't even have time to say hello to you, by the way.
— Pf. Drive up already. I'm waiting for you at home," Sheena said and hung up.
In the impudent.
— Come to my house, Goro. Let's work as a dummy.
Approaching the Koyama quarter, Vasya-chan slowed down.
— Over there, stop at that house.
If no one comes up within ten minutes, I'll go straight to my place. But, according to my estimates, the guards will come in about five minutes. And if you get out of the car, you can speed up this time. That's what I was convinced of. Literally a minute later, a vaguely familiar man came up to me and informed me that I had been issued a pass for unhindered travel, I just had to register the car.
"Holy shit," I said, climbing back in. — Now I will definitely buy a car. Come on, Goro, drive up to my house. By the way, do you mind moving closer to this place?
— For the sake of such a car, boss, I'm ready to live anywhere.
— It's not a fact that I will have just such a car. But I get you. When I go to choose a car, I'll take you with me.