Here is Blue Justice!

I'm going to be a fighter with numbers. Nor is that the unit commanded by those Phantoms there. Above that, (perhaps) beneath someone called the Four Heavenly Kings in the executive class. Six years, it would have been worth it to keep smoking. Finally, I was recognized.

"Hey, don't do that nigga thing."

The "Ugly" chief stabbed me in the nail and I squeeze my mind.

Now I was taken by the chief and I was standing in front of a door.... I hear there's one of the Four Heavens, my boss, Esmerald. Before I get nervous, I get somewhat irritated.

'Cause here's a weird imitation that could be undone.'

"Ugh," I give it back in a whisper.

"Let's go, then. … Coal bamboo."

The chief knocked on the door three times. Then a long time was free. I grip sweat in my hands, and my throat gets a little thirsty. Are you okay? Really, I'm starting to worry that I might be fooled now.

"Get in. Oh, Coal Bamboo Chief, you're good enough"

What? Seriously, I was going to get you to follow a lot of stuff. But the chief has a sunny grin, not to mention that his shoulder load has finally come down. It won't matter what I say anymore. He slapped me on the shoulder and turned his back and left. I don't feel comfortable.

"... you didn't hear me? Get in."

"Shit, excuse me!

If you judge by your voice alone, apparently, the person who would be inside was a young man, not to mention the Four Heavens King.

Open the door and close it with your back hand. When I looked up, surprisingly, it was normal in the room. Better than a combatant's modest room, but no different than those conference rooms there. Four long desks, making a rectangle in the middle of the room. The pipe chair left it there, giving the impression that it was scattered. In fact, there are piles of cardboard in the corners of the room, and for some reason, there are four refrigerators installed. What is this room? Seriously, is this the Four Heavens' room?

"Hang up."

In the room, there is one man with long hair. Damn, the hair is dyed silver. A young man in a thin, black jacket with wings. In my twenties, my age and mine won't be the same. Because of this, it did not atrophy more than necessary. Although I am somewhat nervous.

"I'm Kyotaro Edo. I know your name, but let me ask you something."

When I was prompted, I sat down in my chair and thought about introducing myself.

"Justice Aoi. I was a combatant for six years in the Coal Bamboo Squad."

It is an unusual, ordinary introduction. The man named Edo nodded small.

"Yeah, welcome to Esmerald Squad. As I told you, I'll have it done with numbers. The number I can give you is thirteen. Straight, I can give you a new suit. You haven't been extremely fat since last year's medical examination, have you?

"No problem," I'm not living a good enough life to gain weight. Rather thinner than last year.

"Then good. Now, shall I explain the numbered? I know you're somewhat knowledgeable, but this is one of the rites of passage. Listen to me."

Sounds great, but it's actually great. I don't want to miss a word. Oh, should I have brought a note or something? Well, now.

"Basically, what you do is the same as when you were a regular combatant. The content of the job is, after all, running around, snatching, attacking, fighting heroes".

"My boss just changes. My colleagues change too. You may not get used to it at first, but if you have any concerns, don't hesitate to talk to me. I don't think I can solve all your problems, but maybe I can help you a little."

Surprisingly, he was a good man.

"The modem with numbers is next to this room. You should use it as you like. Work contact is no different than when you were chief of coal bamboo. If you need anything, I'll put you in touch with my cell phone, and most of it will be written on the board in the booth."

Yeah, yeah.

"What I don't want you to get me wrong is that, even though it came with numbers, your position is below that of a Phantom. I'm not in a position to give orders to other combatants, even though I've risen in position. Understand that."

Yeah. Well, you can't imagine me giving orders to anyone.

"Well, is this what you're talking about from me? If you have any questions, just ask them right now."

"Oh, well, do you want all three"

"No need to limit the number, but it would be good, let's hear it"

Mr. Edo unwraps the arms he was putting together and also looks relaxed. Did you take care not to be tough?

"Um, how did you get me numbered?

"Oh, you mean that. No, the Coal Bamboo Chief told me about you. Anything, you went to a hero mightier than yourself, didn't you? I was given a positive mandate, but I hear I've achieved more than that. He said the job went smoothly thanks to your struggle to beat the ghost."

I didn't know that behavior with eight wins of revenge was appreciated that way.

"Those who are combatants can't beat heroes. Not from the suit. But you're on your way. I appreciate that point. And I thought so. I was wondering how effective you would be if I gave you a better performance suit. Six years of service is also significant. Today, it's rare to call a fighter who can live that long."

Oh, oh! Oh, no! I can't believe you rated me that much! I'll follow you for the rest of your life, Master Esmerald!

"I was just leaving a vacancy."

"Vacancy, is it?" No, the numbers are thirteen per unit. No matter how great a feat I give, I won't cover it up there. Finally, they're getting really lucky.

"Number thirteen... oh, he's the one who hits your predecessor, but he's decided to get the job he always wanted for the company."

Re-employment?... Re-employment? Is that what you mean, ants?

"Of course I stopped. He was one of the best men with numbers. But I lost my enthusiasm. He was grateful for all he had done, and he was in tears, but he managed to send it out. But I also met a man like you, so I guess it wasn't a bad goodbye."

"Oh, thank you. I can't believe the bottom end like me comes with numbers..."

"I never despise myself. You're here with your power."

"Thank you, Master Esmerald"

With that said, Master Esmerald looks strange, or troubled. Was it comfortable with the boulder?

"... you seem to be making a mistake"

"Huh...?

"I'm not Esmerald."

"Yes?"

What, no? Then who is it, you! I don't think you're gonna let me out of this mess! Oh!? And I'm strong in my heart.

"Don't you know the faces of those who would also be the Four Heavens King?

"Oh, that, because the bottom end was something long. The Four Heavenly Kings have lived a life without any involvement."

"Mm, no, but, you know what? Okay, let's introduce ourselves again. I am proud of my right arm, Master Esmerald. As far as I'm concerned, I'm a Phantom."

Is that what happened? Well, I thought something was wrong. I didn't think a great guy would bother to meet a wooden end like me.

"Oh, don't get me wrong. Don't be proud to be close to Master Esmerald."

"No, no, that's obvious already"

"Um, if that even makes you feel comfortable, I don't have anything to say about it. Well, we won't even see each other.... I would even be tired after work for today. Go home and get some rest. Tomorrow, a new life begins."

Nodding, I got up from the chair. Moment after moment, the door opens. When I turned around wondering who it would be, there was a woman. What? I can't believe you came in without even knocking. I can't be polite. Which lower end, Cora? Ahem? But she was beautiful. My back is tiny, but my mind seems strong eyes. Short bob dark hair, brown skin is also glossy. White tube bra. He wears red, short chocks from above. A short, black skirt rubs through my side. Chasing after her with just her gaze, her necklace went into her eyes. Something's hanging like a bone. Well, big piercing. I wanted to flatten it, and this one was like a bone. Beauty is beauty, but she is like that by the navel look.

The woman did not give Edo, the lord of the room, a glimpse, but fished cardboard in his right hand with a fish sausage. I opened the fridge and held the juice from the pet bottle in my left hand and tried to leave without telling us anything. No, whatever it is, it would be too rude.

"Hey, hey, you"

The woman who was about to open the door with her feet turns around. It was faceless, but it was creeping my eyes out. Like a child who doesn't know anything about the trick. But this guy's not a kid. Don't be fooled.

"Isn't that rude?

If Edo doesn't say anything, I'll have to. Even if it's an evil organization, we need to be as clear about the relationship between the top and bottom.

"... Aoi, it's okay"

"That won't be the reason.... you take that on your own, you'll have something to say."

When I said that, the woman opened her mouth to a wind she didn't know from the bottom of her heart.

"Can't I take it?

You know, that's not what I meant.

I wonder if you really don't understand. Young woman, better watch than that. Ah, still a teenager, huh? He was deceived (on his own) by the outfit, but he also looks the same age as our president.

"I'll have it, will you?

"I knock when I go into the room, and I guess I'll have to ask Edo if I can take it."

"You know what?"

The girl shook the sausage and the pet bottle to look like Mr. Edo.

"Ed! I'm gonna eat this!

"Is that the way you put it!

"............ haha. No, Aoi, it's okay. Because it's really okay."

"Really?

What a broad heart Mr. Edo is. Better than the sea, more than the mountains. Better than this earth. Better than the universe.

"Aoi?"

A girl looks at me uncommonly.

"Yes, Aoi. My name."

"Aoi, Aoi, Aoi.... where is it? It's not blue, is it?

Shit, don't talk like an asshole.

"Haha, you're not blue! But I'm not green either!

"... green? What are you talking about?

"That's my name!

More or less, the girl slapped herself in the chest. The sausage crumbles because of the effort.

"Midorima itch! But it wouldn't be green!

"Oh, yeah," the girl named Green starts laughing a lot about what got into her bump.

"I like it, Aoi! I'll do this, so eat properly and grow up."

I was given a crushed fish sausage and a pet bottle of carbonated beverage. Green took the new sausage out of the cardboard and the new juice out of the fridge and left the room looking fun. She is a stormy woman. I couldn't say anything and could only stare at the closed door blurred.

"What is it, that woman? Do you know Edo?"

Mr. Edo takes something out of the cardboard after he sighs one. It was a mistake. He puts it in his mouth.

"Aoi."

I got up.

"This isn't about who's wrong or anything... First of all, I guess it's one of the reasons I didn't tell you anything"

I wonder what Mr. Edo is trying to say. I put the sausage and the pet bottle that was brought to me on my desk.

"It seems confusing, so let's put it plainly. Earlier, it was Esmerald, our boss."

"You must be joking"

"No way at this time, good or bad, I don't know..."

Edo, having finished eating his chives, meditated his eyes and roared with difficulty. Timing? If the current story is true, really, if the girl just now was the Esmerald of the Four Heavens, you know if the timing is good or bad. For me, it must have been the worst time.

"Are you fired"

"... I don't know," Edo muttered, majesty, or bumps.

After a living hell of a time, I was finally told 'good to go home'. But they didn't say 'see you again'. I mean, I guess that's what you're saying.

"Go home."

The next day, I had my face on Colors in the morning. This would also serve as a fine employee. Anyway, I lost my fine place of work, so this is the only place left.

"President, I'll clean or whatever!

"... that's disgusting. There's nothing out there that says it's rubbish."

I know.

"I'm not telling you to raise your salary, so I'm here to tell you that I want you to at least pay me right"

"What? Even though it's the best I can do with just nine paychecks"

"Hey! Pay it! I guess I work too! What's going on with Gala when she's in the department store? You, it was weirder not to die like that!

The president blocks his ears. He looked very unpleasant. Not really.

"Didn't you say you didn't have to worry about money? You must have been born. Besides, I'll pay you properly. I told you payday was the end of the month."

The story is nasty. There's no way that a boulder would chase an organization as talkative as the Four Heavens King, but, well, it would be a shame to have numbers attached. It is a reversal of the original life. No, in the first place, it didn't even come with numbers yet. This is it if you think you're too good at talking. I knew life wasn't going to work out. Damn it.

"As it were, well, it was."

"Then it's good. Oh, yeah. What about my next job?"

"Oh, whoa," I've been waiting. Let me work for now. At least in the meantime, I can forget the nasty things. Maybe.

"Think you don't have time for this."

"Ahhh? There's not enough corporate effort, is there, Mr. President?"

"Don't be silly. I can't help it, I don't have visibility. It must be quick to defeat the Phantoms to get the names of the Colors..."

Can't you take it down without a suit, huh?

"Nine, because I'm working hard on publicity right now."

"Then I'll do it too."

"... you?

Nodding, the president laughed in the back of his throat. At that age, don't you have to laugh like you don't like it?

"You don't have to worry about it. 'Cause I'm the only hero our company is proud of. Those authentic activities don't suit a hero."

Ugh. Wow, I'm sorry.

If this happens, try harder than ever to work as an organization, save money and get your grandfather to build a suit. Yeah, well, good things will happen.