Here is Blue Justice!

It's been a long time since I've worked at Colors.

"Please!

Hero Dispatcher, Colors. I'm a contingent there. On the other hand, he also works as a combatant for an evil organization. By the way, I was born that way the other day. Besides, I even ate meat. While I also think it's bad for Edo, my boss. But it was delicious. It was delicious.

"Please!

Right now, I work for a hero dispatcher. I was smiling and handing out tissues. In front of the station in the early morning, even the salaried and students who go on the road are treated in an evil way. Son of a bitch, I'm gonna punch you.

"Yes, yes, speak up more.... Huh, Nem"

Yawning next door is (I'm at work, at least be patient with yawning), president of Colors, and Miko Swan.

Yes, your job today is to hand out tissues. Besides, I don't know much about the pussy shop.... Instead of colors, it's not about heroes at all.

"You, before, didn't you tell me not to imitate plain and authentic?

"If it's your job, don't talk about it," says the president.

I was just thankful for the work that came to the Zero Company.

"We're doing a good job recruiting heroes. Don't be in a hurry and concentrate on grassroots activities."

Well, it's not something I can respond to when I suddenly get a job. I'm the only hero, and I'm not even a hero because I don't have a suit in the first place. It would be the mountain of Sekiyama with a bitter laugh no matter what they say about 'defeat the Phantom' in such a state.

"But advertise your pussy shop. Bye."

"Oh, you haven't noticed?

The president smiles small. He looked like he was up to something bad. I hand out tissues without any explanation. Fu, I got eyes to eyes with Kue, who was crouching by the cardboard. That's what he did earlier and skipped. No, well, Kue's job is to drive, and this is my job.

"What's he doing?

The president looks at me, even though he says it's blunt.

"I do it at a rate of one in five, so I don't know how effective it is."

... hmm? Well, let's not worry about handing out tissues. And when I grabbed the tissue up from the cardboard, I noticed something strange. Advertisements are different. Not that of a brightly colored pussy shop. It was white and swapped by an ad that had no colour or flavor. This is ours. You're switching! This is what I thought Jiu-jie was doing. This is what I did.

"Oh, hey, if I find out about this..."

"You just have to find out. Fortunately, there's no such thing as a lookout here."

That's what hero dispatchers do.

"Don't rattle. Hand it out."

Holy shit, this guy......! You're a dirtier copycat than I am of a combatant in an evil organization.

"... no. Another dispatcher has arrived."

Mm-hmm. Plus, there's a lot of people over there, and they're either after the kids or they even have balloons. I even have a pretty sister who does heroic cosplay. Maybe it's real.... If you want to work anyway, I was better that way too.

"I'm moving. I don't like being obsessed with it."

"Is that good?

Though I thought it would be outrageous enough to make me wear a mess because of the president's character.

"Newcomers need to be kept out of sight by their peers"

Hmm, you know what? Well, I don't hear about heroes joining hands. Because you love snatching and skirmishing your prey, they. In that case, evil organizations are still easier to do. We can help each other normally depending on the time and circumstances.

In the afternoon, around the corner. We handed out about 80% of the tissues, went back to the sales office and received the gala, and now we're on our way home. In the cab passenger seat I bit the yawn to death.

"Seven or three would be nice, right?

"What?

"We'll split up."

"Shit. It wasn't even enough money to split it it. Either that or you guys were just doing it on your own. Wasn't that the job you made me take?"

I moved around a little while ago. I don't know how much time I have, but I don't like being taken care of by parents. I can do it alone.

"Then I'll have it all."

"Are you listening? Hey, are you listening?... I need you to do something for me here."

But Kue, while driving, didn't have ears to listen to.

"You, with all that attitude, you get away with a lot of things." Employees and good luck?

"If you run away, it's until you chase him. Didn't I tell you before?

True, she's annoying.

"It's on your face.... Oh, Nine, stop it."

The president says, but Kue hasn't listened. I had no choice but to shake his shoulder. It was decided that it would be okay because the traffic was small and the opposite car had not arrived. Kyoue stepped on the brake, pulled the car over to the shoulder of the street, and looked at me resentfully.

The president said to stop it.

"... something?

The president points his finger. Ahead, there was a small park. I see slides, blancos, sandboxes and sea saws. But she didn't need to be in the park. They need help with the guys there.

There were only four combatants in the park. They are like ninjas, who don't know which organization, but wore dokuro faces. Will you even call that a sneak outfit?

"It's a black ninja," Kujue says in an extreme way.

"I wonder what it is."

In the middle of the four ninjas, there was more surrounded than said. He's wearing a similar sneak outfit. The color, unlike the rest of them, is blue, but maybe it's a suit, too. So, he wraps it around his mouth like a red cloth cut. Dark hair is short and everywhere is peeled off.

"It doesn't look like we're having fun," I agree. The blue ninja is packed between the twinkles. The kid who would have been playing in the park or his mother was running away feeling dangerous. But you care, I'm staring at the ninjas where they seem safe. Wild horses. Well, we're the same.

Um, I don't know, but what would it be? Do you feel like five seconds before the battle between a hero and a Phantom? Don't sneak up on anything you don't touch. I'm sorry about the hero who's about to get hit, but he's nowhere to be helped.

Let's go, Kyoue.

Kyoue snorts, but the president waits. I had a bad feeling about dying. She doesn't look good on her pretty face, she holds up the edge of her mouth and looks over at me. Look at me.

"It's a chance. There's a gallery, and it's not just the right situation to be informed of your existence."

Here we go. Let me just say it. Are you kidding me?

"How do you do that? No, I know. You're telling me to go, right? You can do it without a suit, you can do it with your bare hands."

"Heh heh, I have something for you to do. Nine."

Kue just nods and gets out of the car without saying anything.

"... Now what? A cow? A pig? What mask?

"It's not a mask. … Heroes come in many different ways."

Huh?

"The funny thing I've been seeing lately is a metal hero. Steel justice, wrapped around a metallic body. Even if your body isn't bloody meat, it doesn't make a difference to hate evil."

Metal? I should be able to prepare that... No, but maybe. Metal, huh? Yeah, then it doesn't have to be a regular suit, or just an iron plate anymore. At least, it'll be better than you, Othelot, the horseman I've been. The problem is mobility. Because it's about these guys, there's a real possibility that they're just iron chunks. Well, it could be used to the extent of shields.

"It's metal, isn't it?

"Metal."

"Is it thick?

"No, it's thin. I think it's very easy to wear."

Metal but thin? Did Colors have such advanced technical skills?

Much less, Kue returns with a cardboard. Butts, they're in there.

"Come on, wear it."

They hand me cardboard. but it was slightly light. Look, there's nothing in the box.

"............... is that you? Are you a naked king suit that doesn't look stupid, this?

"If it's a suit, that's it," the president pointed to the cardboard.

"So nowhere"

I've already noticed. But I open my mouth believing in a glimmer of hope.

"I think it's the right size."

For some reason, the cardboard was painted in metallic colors. Besides, it's kind of a magic and patterned addition. When I looked like I was dying, Kue offered me another cardboard. What is this? Based on the shape, like this, do you put it on your arm? What am I supposed to do with this cardboard on my arm? Hey, somebody answer me. Tell me who it is. Anyone can help me.

"Come on, cardboard fight machine!

"Don't at least say cardboard. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I'm gonna kill you! This guy's trying to kill me!

"What the fuck!? Nannandayo this!? It's not an elementary school arts club! No, you'd make a better one over there! You, you, this, what, are you serious?

"... oh, I'm sorry" Oh? Why would Kue apologize? I have to keep my head down, though I guess that's my mom there.

"I'm the one who suggested it, but I made it nine-fold. You're going to attribute that hardship to blisters?

"I know! You shouldn't have let me do this!

Hiccup, scream briefly, and Kuze blocks his face with both arms. You're bigger than me, you're smaller than me, this guy.

"Uh, Kue, I've been working so hard on it."

"Hey, stop it. Come on, that's the way you put it. You're crazy, man, you're crazy, right?

That fighter's got a knife, right? Cardboard usually cuts you off. You're gonna cut me off.

"... ooh, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry"

"Naked - Naked -"

"It's not rough!

The title is the president, but the contents are the kid.

In doing so, fighting has begun in the park. The blue ninja seemed desperate to avoid the attack of the black ninja. Inferior in number, but the blue ninja moves faster than anyone else and can't keep up with it to the extent of a combatant.... Then run. Now, get out of here. Because I'm gonna make sure you show it here! I thought you didn't want our president! It's all because of you!?

"I don't know if I can handle it anymore."

The president says it seems boring.

You think so? No, you can't. Instead of watering the burning stone with this cardboard, you might be dressed like a jerk and oiling the fire. Those black ninjas are moving considerably better than the fighters elsewhere. Better than Edo and this number. I mean, more than me. He said he was wearing a suit, and he wouldn't be able to keep up with that speed. Pretty, tough.

"I just left. I'm only in the way."

"Yes. I used a corner, spray and all that. Honestly, it costs more than a horse mask, huh?

"What are you going to do about hanging gold in a place like that? Use it more meaningfully. Look, it's not a game. That's you... this, this..."

The words didn't come out. I feel like I don't care about the opposite anymore.

"Hih, ah, um..."

When I looked at him, Kue drowned. What did I do? But what is this guilt?

"… President"

"What?"

"Your purpose is to sell Colors' names for now, right?

The president doesn't snort. You're right, I'm just saying with my eyes.

"Polar theory, you don't have to fight," at least not now.

"You, what are you going to do?

"You're the one who told me to do it"

I put this sad piece of cardboard on my arm and put it on my ankle.

"I'm not going to fight. I'm just gonna go publicize it for a second."

"Huh?"

"Looks dissatisfied!? Forgive me!

Cardboard parts, one later. It was just a mask to keep my head from finding out who I was.

"You have no choice. But you can't come back until I say I'm good."

"Well, it would be good. But if you think it's bad, you'll be right back."

Ignore each other's opinions at all.

"Doh, go ahead," um. I got the last part from KIX.

That's cluttered! You just squared the cardboard, didn't you? Here! Oh, my face says it. But there's no holes or anything. I have no vision.

"Hey, give me the pointy one ahead. We're gonna make a hole."

"What, duh, why?

"I don't think you can see this."

"You got eyes, you got eyes?

Kyoue points to an eye written in magic. I was a little proud. I'm annoyed, so I'm going to kick your ass.

"Do you even open it with your heart? Oh, Ballpoint Pen, let me borrow you" Don't hesitate, bump through the eye area and mouth area all at once. It's inappropriate, but it's original. For one thing, this will work out.

"Oh, oh... I made a corner..."

"This guy was defective, but now he's done it with my hands. But this, seriously, is the perfect size. When did you weigh that?

"That's kind of hard to say here."

Why!? Get off me!? Tell me, tell me! What did you set me up with, you!

"Shit, you fucking bitch. I'm coming anyway."

"Yeah, it's the first line of a cardboard fight machine."

And this will be the last battle of the cardboard fight machine. When I checked myself in the mirror, I saw the cardboard moving. This was me now. I was going to cry. Oh, come on, no water and air. Sprinkle.

"Oh, the door won't open"

"Ugh, Kyou, open it for him"

Pity.

"Oh, there's something out there!

"Wow, it's cardboard! Cardboard!"

The minute I get out of the cab, the kids give me a finger.

"He's Kaijin too! Let's do it, it's awesome, it's Yowaso!

"Ooh, give it to me!

Kids with water cannons.

"Whoa, whoa!? You gotta be kidding me. It's not a water hanging!

You'll get wet, you'll get swept, you'll get torn!