Amano Yumio was once based in Anrakuichi and was active as a backstreet cleaner.
"Even if you live in a back street, what should I do?"
After gaining strength thanks to Junko Yukioka's cooperation in the experiment, Yumio chose the path of falling into the back alley with her guidance, but he didn't know what to do specifically, so he asked a straight question.
"It's a good idea to go online and get a feel for the atmosphere. There are a lot of backstreet-related sites. Many people on the main street look into it out of curiosity, but there are members who are run by backstreet information dealers and information organizations. You can see more useful information on the site.
Junko was kind enough to take care of him, but Yumio became uneasy.
"I wonder if he was on the side of justice..."
In the first place, I feel that becoming a resident of the backstreet has deviated from its original purpose.
"Sometimes people on the main street get involved in troubles on the back streets, so in order to protect those people, it's important to put yourself in the back streets and know the back streets well."
"The way of the snake is the snake, so when you enter the village, you should follow the village.
"It's not good to rely on your abilities alone, so I'll give you the basics of combat training. No matter how much supernatural power you have, if you can't handle guns or fight with bullets, you'll die right away."
"Why are you being so mean to me?"
The bow man wondered and asked. The contract should have ended. Yumio also gains powers as desired, and Junko is able to try human experiments on Yumio's body.
"Because you have prospects, you're special."
Junko spoke with a wide smile on her face. Yumio didn't believe in flattery, but Junko's bright smile made her heart flutter.
She's been that way ever since we met. Yumio, who visited Yukioka Research Institute in a gloomy mood, was greatly relieved emotionally, creating a bright space just by being there without losing her smile.
"Because I have confidence in my eyes when I look at people. I think it would be more interesting to invest in a child with a promising future."
"What's going to be interesting..."
At the time, I had no idea what Junko was thinking, or what she was trying to do to back me up. Yes, and she's grateful for breathing new life into her.
"But on the other hand, I was always stuck." She is a bona fide mad scientist herself, although Junko has made herself an ally of her justice. Why would such a person urge the bow man to live a life of helping others?
For a while after that, Yumio and Takahiko trained under Junko, and after gaining enough knowledge of her backstreets, they started a freelance grooming business.
"Although they were talented, they lacked fame." Nor did he have the achievements to satisfy his fame.
Calling them "disposers" sounds nice, but their main job is to solve problems that arise when residents of the main street are involved in the back streets. I had more things to do.
Although there was a fair amount of work, all of them were plain and not flashy. Lack of stimulation, boring days continued.
"It's been five years already... We're all veterans, aren't we?"
Takahiko said with a listless expression.
"I'm a proper ally of justice. Many people appreciate it."
Yumio also said with a depressed expression.
"I think you're doing a good job." However, there is no satisfaction at all.
"Isn't it fine if I don't just live for the sake of others? It's good for others, and we can enjoy stimulating, satisfying work.
"I agree"
Yumio nodded at Takahiko's words.
and the two left Japan. Seeking a place where we can make the most of our power, a place where we can be more satisfied, and a way of life where we can become an ally of justice to save others.
On the way back from the restaurant to Hachiku's resting place in their organization's car, I got a text message on the true mobile phone sitting in the back seat.
Worrying about the eyes of Junko, who is sitting next to her, a small holographic display is projected in her hands and the letters are reflected. Mobile phones of this era are small enough to fit between your thumb and forefinger, so the display has to be projected in the air.
"I am already under suspicion. I could have shot you, but I didn't. What should I do?'
The person who sent the email was Mika Tsukinami.
"How about calling those two guys to the Tasmanian Devil tonight and screwing everything up? "It's just the right timing."
she writes back.
"Hmm? Who are you emailing?"
Junko, who was sitting next to her, peered into her curiously.
She doesn't look at Junko, but she moves her hand quickly and visits Makoto for her blindness.
"It hurts, it's terrible, Shin-kun."
Perhaps it was because it was too sudden, but Junko, who couldn't dodge and got her blindfolded, held her eyes and protested with an artificial tearful voice.
"I don't understand why you can dodge shooting from close range, but you can't dodge blinding."
"Hmm, I can sense the signs that you're going to shoot your gun."
She really thinks so. It was none other than Junko who first taught me how to handle a gun and how to fight when I had just fallen from the main street to the back alley.
"roger that. How is Junko doing? 』
Answer and question from Mika on her mobile phone.
"She is next door. Don't worry about this email being seen. You don't pretend to notice me and your betrayal. Even if I see through it, I don't think it will affect me. Between me and Yukioka, it's always the same. Also, there seems to be a lot of confusion about the inner workings of Hachiku's rest, and now I'm heading to put an end to it. Maybe we'll be late getting out due to circumstances like that.』
"roger that. Please be careful.』
After confirming Mika's reply, she puts away her phone and turns her gaze to Junko, who is rubbing her eyes with tears next to her.
"Didn't she have a prosthetic eye? Does she feel pain?"
"That's right. Pain is an important sense, so let's put it on properly. It's made to be the same as normal eyes."
"I didn't know. Sorry."
When she saw Junko, who had bloodshot blood around her crimson eyes, and her eyes themselves were red, she thought that she had gone too far, even though she didn't know about it, and Makoto apologized.