"You motherfucker!"
After returning to his home, Okumura slammed his suit on the floor as soon as he entered his room and yelled in anger.
The daytime show was the worst. Rin Kishibe gave up fighting early, and Junko Yukioka and others also left halfway through, so it ended with just the undercard, and it was very exciting.
The customer's reaction was also the worst, with a storm of boos and sarcasm. He has yet to hear from his boss, a large executive, but he is sure to receive a reprimand. Worst case, you could be punished.
(For now, let's play with them and get rid of the rabbits.)
I took off my shirt and became shirtless and pressed the extension button.
Okumura kept about five girls he had bought from overseas through human trafficking at his house, and he toyed with them except on days when he didn't come home and went out to buy women.
He called two of them and teased them more violently than usual, hoping to quench his anger.
"What? Why are you all here?"
Okumura wonders why the five girls in the house all visited the room at the same time. The girls are all in their early teens and are not Japanese. There are even people who seem to be around ten years old.
Okumura immediately noticed that their eyes were different from usual. There was a clear hostility in his normally frightened or dead fish eyes, and it was directed at Okumura.
"What are you guys, what are you..."
Okumura was overwhelmed by the unanimous hostility from the five girls and took a step back.
A change happened to one of the girls. Her mouth splits open, revealing sharp fangs. The girl leaps at the surprised Okumura, and the girl's fangs are thrust into Okumura's shoulder.
"Uh!? Uh! Oh!"
Okumura screamed in a high-pitched voice and desperately ripped the girl.
Another girl rushed in, and her fingers, which had changed into the shape of a sickle of a mantis, slashed Okumura's face diagonally. One of her eyes is crushed and blood splatters violently from her face.
The remaining three people have also transformed into grotesque forms. Okumura falls, crawls onto his discarded shirt, and reaches for his holster. One of the girls pierced Okumura's hand with a sword-like hand and tied it to the floor.
Within Okumura, the fear of death raises his neck. collapsed reality. A sudden reversal of position, from the oppressed side to the oppressed side. Nightmare reality. Doubts and plenty of fear and confusion swirl inside Okumura.
"Whoa, whoa? You seem to miss me a lot."
Hearing a familiar booming voice, Okumura turned to the door of the room and found the person he expected to be there.
"Oh, you wrinkles, wrinkles."
Junko smiled at Okumura, who was so angry and confused that he couldn't speak.
"I came here to apologize for what happened during the day.
"What's the service?!"
Okumura shouted so loudly that he had never raised his voice any louder since he was born.
"Ah, you don't need it? You didn't like it, so you don't need it, right? Then I'll take it. I'll take responsibility and return it to my hometown properly. Well, with that kind of promise, these kids They took the medicine I made, but I got permission from my master, so yes, it makes sense, doesn't it?
While kneeling on her knees and happily looking at the angry Okumura, Junko agrees to proceed with the conversation on her own.
"What are you here for! What are you doing! What are you doing!"
"You guys, please leave your seats for a moment."
Prompted by Junko, the five girls leave the room. Okumura stood up, covered the wound on her face with a towel, and glared at Junko with his remaining eye.
"I was talking to Leonard. Today's show wasn't good enough, so I'm going to ask Mr. Okumura to do his best to make it even more exciting next time."
Junko takes out a bottle filled with capsules from her pocket and shows it to Okumura.
"This is a great medicine that gives you the power of non-human creatures without having to undergo remodeling surgery, and easily gain power. It's basically the same line as the ones the children are drinking now. This one is much more effective.It's a gem that I've been able to come up with after working with a number of people as test subjects.It's a pity that it can't be commercialized because it has terrible side effects. So, I want Mr. Okumura to drink this and fight as a combat member."
"W-why do I have to do that!"
"Things like that can be done with slaves purchased through human trafficking or with subordinates." There was no reasoning that I, who was in the position of branch chief, had to do.
"Hmm, it's already been agreed with Leonard-san, so it's a matter of decision, huh? You're taking full responsibility for bringing down today's show. Yeah, it makes sense, isn't it? Leonard-san will contact you soon." Kana
When Junko said that, her phone rang at the perfect time.
"Yes, I'm Dace. I thought that Miss Yukioka was there, and I thought she had already heard it, but I'm lazy to do my best for that sort of thing.』
After picking up her phone, Okumura is stunned by what she says in a light tone to her boss.
(He said he had a pear, but could it be that these guys are hanging out behind the scenes? No, that's what it means. It's possible that the call came at this timing and you think you've already heard it... )
"No matter how you look at it, that's what it means." Okumura's hand holding the phone trembles with anger.
"That was my blunder! How are you going to follow up on Kishibe and Yukioka abandoning the battle without permission!"
"I understand Mars. I'm going to give you a chance, desu. If Miss Yukioka is here, is there something she gave you? A medicine-like date that can easily transform you into a monster just by drinking it. As one of the actors who drank it and livened up the show, Death says he will do his best. So let's write off the failure. Well, I'm an understanding and compassionate boss, and I'm glad Haunt Dessner.
Okumura was ordered to do the same thing that Junko had told him, causing Okumura's anger and despair to dramatically change his previously flushed face to a pale one.
"It would be nice if the members of the 7th branch were also given the same medicine. The guys in our organization transform into monsters one after another and fight against the hero-type mice made by Miss Yukioka. Oooh, really good production death
"What do you think of the 7th branch! No, many other branches have been destroyed by this woman!"
In the past, the battles between other branches of the organization and the mice released by Junko Yukioka as assassins were all treated as spectacles, which enriched the organization.
"Oh, you don't have to worry about it, Death? The organization's perception is that all the branches are disposable and changeable, and that they are nothing more than actors in a show named Conflict with Junko Yukioka. If it's destroyed, all you have to do is hire a new person, and you won't lose much. Profitability is sufficient. No matter how many members we have, as long as our top executives get rich, that's fine. This is such an organization, desu. Yes"
"Fufufufu, don't be silly!"
Okumura forgets his position and yells at him for being so unreasonable and arrogant.
"You're the one fooling around, Death. Masuka thinks how much damage has been done by the failure of today's show. The credibility of the organization was also greatly damaged. Oh, at the next show you should apologize out of your mouth. At that time, the speech was like this. ``In order to take responsibility for the failure of the show the other day, I will risk my life to liven up the show,'' said Death after taking the medicine and transforming into a monster. I'm sure it will be a blast. So that's why it's a good drug. Oh, I wonder if you put drugs with the good luck just now? "Dehadeha~"
After saying that in a relaxed tone, the executive hung up the phone. Okumura dropped the phone, fell to his knees, opened his mouth, and looked up at the ceiling.
"Well, this is me."
Leaving the vial in front of Okumura, Junko leaves her room. Okumura was completely unresponsive in despair as he looked up into the void.
"I wonder if I can go to see Rin-chan tomorrow.
Junko muttered happily while walking down her hallway.
Then the five girls from earlier arrived.
"You don't have to worry because I will return you to your homeland properly. It's not that much, but I'll give you some pocket money. Is about 5,000,000 yen per person okay?"
She is Junko who greets the girls with uneasy expressions with a bright smile.
"Five million yen is a lie, isn't it? Maybe we will be tricked and sold again..."
One of the girls said with an increasingly uneasy expression, and the anxiety spread to the other girls.
"Hmm, I'm still rich. I've built my own brand of weapons and weapons chemicals called Yukioka Brand, and I'm making money selling it to death merchants all over the world. So don't worry about it." "
Junko said in a gentle tone as if to relieve the girl's anxiety.
"Ariga and Ogomasu. But why is Nishiteklerdes so kind?"
Another girl asked in broken Japanese.
"If someone is in trouble or suffering, it's normal to help them, isn't it? I'm normal too, so I help them. It's nothing strange at all."
She stroked the girl's head and Junko said so with a bright smile on her face.