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In front of Jamie Wilson was the body of a man who had been chasing him for years.

He took that life with a blow to the neck by a sonic roller.

"Mr. Big. Now you owe me back, huh?

After that, he leaves the body of his enemies, and Jamie walks away. Cross over the bike you had prepared and run off.

It was a long, long fight.

Ten years ago in California, I think I was just a part of a Chino-based gang that I used to be able to fight this far.

When Crimson's headquarters were still in California at the time, Big and then-Crimson executives smashed Jamie's affiliated gang in an outrageous way. I think it was originally caused by a small territorial dispute.

The man who was my best friend, the woman I loved, they're all gone.

Of course Jamie is supposed to be dead. This is true even in the family registry.

In the first place, I thought I was dead once and for all.

It was just a miracle that I survived every car I was riding from being sunk into the sea that day.

I lost everything overnight. I cried so much that I ran out of moisture in my body.

As the tears dried, Jamie noticed a cold flame that lit inside of him.

Do you want to keep it that way?

Since then, Jamie has devoted everything she has to revenge. He mastered all martial arts and tactics, and repeated illegal activities earned him money, created his own information network, and empowered him.

No vengeance for anything?

What's wrong with that? I'm not thinking of producing anything. I'm just gonna take him down because he can't forgive me. All I do is fight for my self-satisfaction.

You're not happy with what's dead?

How do you know? At least I'd be happy if my best friend Romeo defeated Big, as I was the one who died then. It is not good that the lives of those who survive for revenge are sacrificed. But the person in charge says that's fine. What's the problem?

That's all I have left of my life. Don't rattle. Nobody deserves my opinion. I just fight the way I want to.

Jamie kept fighting. But Crimson, the enemy, also became more and more immense.

In it, it wasn't easy to fight alone, but I didn't make company. Like then, I'm sorry to be betrayed again for believing in people on the vague grounds of feelings, etc.

I fought alone. Beyond the darkness at night, with the best means, he continued to defeat Crimson. First from the bottom, then the commander, and the role. I kept hunting like crazy.

No, maybe it was crazy. I had to keep making jokes. It was even difficult to stay calm.

Only when did such a self become known as Rocks.

Makes me laugh, I'm not gonna do that. I'm just killing him.

Some people called Jamie's battle Sequoi or a living, dirty little thing. But that's okay. Absolutely survive until you achieve your purpose. You can't lose your powers either.

I'll knock you down. The executives back then, the big ones, and the crimsons they created now.

Jamie motorcycles New York night to Aegis, the lights of the city glittering.

That's how I met him as I kept fighting. I trusted him. That is not due to emotional ethics. Something more certain, a match of interest.

He's going to make Big the deceased, take over Crimson, and make it his own.

Maybe that was the answer Jamie was looking for. Just like what Big himself once did, you just have to be fought by stronger evil and take everything away from you.

So Jamie decided to work with him.

And served its purpose. Strangely enough, there was no hatred at the last moment. I also asked for Big's last favor. In the first place, I didn't hate Big. It was a vendetta, but I had some understanding of his humanity, and even had a fondness for it.

Of course I didn't miss it.

I just had a strange sense of accomplishment. That was all.

Jamie arrived in Azito.

Sit back on the couch and turn on the TV.

What I was recording was a popular drama of young people making love to dramatic youth on stage in California, where Jamie and the others came from.

"Oh, today, is it the last time...... this is nice timing"

This drama is already season 10. That's when the beloved woman I lost watched indispensably every week. He seemed to love it, and I've often recommended it to Jamie that I look forward to a happy ending.

Jamie had no idea what was funny at the time. What a laugh to see such a weak drama.

But now I'm looking at it indispensably.

"... Happy ending, huh? Jessica's right."

The drama is over. At the end of the day it was over at the heroine's wedding.

……

Jamie tilts a bottle of wild turkey and pours amber liquid into the glass. And light a cigarette.

When he defeated Sonic Youth, he said. "I hope there's something called heaven."

Jamie thinks something similar. I've been thinking about this for the past decade.

"I hope there's hell."

Both my best friend Romeo, and my dearest Jessica, were gangsters after all, so if there's such a thing as hell, maybe they're there.

And Jamie definitely goes to hell.

I've watched this drama indispensable every week for 10 years. The only extra thing I've done indispensably, even in the days I've been executing Crimson.

Jamie blows cigarette smoke.

"You defeated Big, huh? That's amazing. And Crimson is practically over. The Japanese, with my help, took it. Hugh, it's me!

Jamie drinks bourbon.

"So can I go that way now, too?

Jamie meditates his eyes. The cigarette fire went out. Bourbon drank up.

"Okay? Jessica, if you see me in hell, don't scold me.

I'll tell you the story of that drama until the end. "

That's how Jamie got up and got out of the room. And somewhere, I headed.

The last time Slipknot was confirmed was when he was slammed off the Washington Bridge. That was witnessed by the entire United States, but no bodies were found.

Rumors also spread greatly that he must have thought of his characteristics and used some trick to survive. But after the Battle of Washington Bridge, nothing saw Slipknot.

After all, who was he? Why were you fighting Crimson? And why is he gone?

No one in the world knows that.

Various theories have gone up, but gradually nothing to speculate on.

I'm sure it was something important that he was the only one who kept holding secretly. Then let's not pry. Let's just thank you. Let's just thank him for saving New York so many times.

That's what many citizens thought. And Rox, Slipknot, disappeared.

Ning people fighting data in the office. I had as much to do as I was at the top of Crimson. The restructuring of the Crimson organisational system, the drafting of a joint project with Metallica, the confirmation of Tsurugi's report, which he has left behind in Japan, and, of course, training, are not lacking.

When I was desperately working on a desk job that I wasn't good at, I heard the door knocked.

"Yes. Go ahead."

Encouraging her to enter the room, it was Annis who came in.

"Nate, you're annoying! You know. A report came from Ikeno in Metallica called 'Crimson Flying Boats and Proposed Modified Human Operations' yo"

"Oh well. Thanks. Leave the data disc there."

"Yeah. Nate, it's night, isn't it? You're not hungry?

"Huh? Uh. Seriously? It's already night? Speaking of which, you're hungry..."

When Ning answered honestly, Anis was somewhat adept at taking out the paper bag.

"Hmm. ♪ I thought so! I'll give you this! It's a special turkey sandwich from Anis, yo."

When the Ning opened the wrap, there was certainly a sandwich in there that seemed to indicate it.

Looking up, Annis is glowing her blue eyes with a full look of anticipation.

"Uh... well, I'll have it....... yeah. Delicious."

After a moment of relieved expression at the Ning people's reaction, Anis gave them a smile to begin with.

"Wow! Great!

……

The Ning saw such an anise, and put their thoughts round about it.

Six months had passed since Big died and the Nings began to compartmentalize Crimson. Annis seems to be feeling a lot better, too.

Annis cried down when she informed him that Big had died. That would be natural, too.

She nodded her face to Ning's chest - she cried. 'Why?' I didn't say. Nor did he say a grudge against the alleged culprit Sonic Youth.

Be her, she may have understood about her father and bore the business and readiness together.

His father, who was evil, was therefore defeated and died.

Maybe that's how I thought about it.

But there's no way I'm not sad that someone I love is gone. So Anis was crying like a child without saying anything.

Ning man rubbed the shoulder of a girl crying in her own chest. That's all I could do.

The area around your chest is chatty with tears. That's what you do.

The girl just kept crying out big grains of tears, calling the Ning names, and saying to the words, after all, nothing.

Ning wanted to confess everything. I even wanted to kill myself more than that.

But I couldn't do that. For purpose, for anise, and to keep my promise to Big. So I got it.

I wanted to be beaten up by the chimps around the corner, so I thought I'd wander around the city at night, but I didn't either. Even that hurt me, and I couldn't possibly interfere with my future moves.

It was always bright and like torture to keep seeing Anis sink in, which was like a twist.

But Anis didn't stay sinking forever. She is Big's beloved daughter, a mascot presence of Crimson, and is also popular.

Such a smile and naivety she was showing were the lights on the Crimson. Everyone in the constituents and executives thought so. And I guess Anis knew that, too.

She regained her energy as the Nings took over 'Sonic Youth' and then took the helm of Crimson.

I'm sure that's what I desperately do, and some of you could see that, but everyone watched her strive for good health by saying, 'If I ever cried, my dad would be sad, wouldn't he?'

And the Ning also leaned against her, hiding everything.

Time was gentle after all, and Anis recovered from his grief.

For Ning people, her appearance as she recovered was felt in salvation.

On the other hand, I can't wait to see myself seeking salvation. But I can't put that on the table.

I'm glad she's getting back on her feet, but that doesn't make her sins go away.

Yes, keep telling me.

……

"? What are you doing? Cute enough to be taken?

Anis pressed his cheek with his index finger and laughed at Ning. Then, realizing that he had been staring at her, the Ning misled in advance.

"Oh, no. Did Anis eat the mesh?

"Yeah. It's coming, yo. Ah! Hey, can I eat with you here?

It was like a puppy waving its tail, not something I could say no to very much.

"Oh, yeah, fine"

"Wow ♪ Gohan for two in the office at night. Forward for Steady, sir! Then I'll get some china too!

"Become... no, that's not what I meant...!

I tried to stop him, but Anis left right away to buy a meal.

There was a series of disturbances, but Annis' fondness for the Nings has not changed. On the contrary, it seems to be getting stronger, and the appeal is more direct than before.

From her point of view, who would not know the truth, it would take the form of an original favoured opponent who took his father's vengeance and then inherited it. In the first place, the Nings themselves are also in the present seat, using what is admired by Annis, the mascot presence of Crimson. It was an impossible story.

"... what am I supposed to do..."

Annis is pretty cute, even modest, and the preferred type of Ning people.

Nice smile, fun to be with. Carelessly, it can be exciting, too, to be honest.

But Ning can't answer her feelings. There are three reasons.

One is that you can't stay in love with Annis with nothing to eat face, keeping all that up.

The second is that the Ning people themselves have no idea when they will die, and given that, they could grieve Annis again.

And the third is.

Bee! Bee!

Ning people's thinking was interrupted. This sound is from Metallica headquarters, but also from the executive.

"Yes. Komori. Something?"

Whoa! Kid, no, Komori. Long time no see!

It was a man who looked familiar on the monitor. Big body in hairstyle with long hair tied back. The man's face is reminiscent of a lion and possesses extravagant force from all over his body. Metallica is proud to be the ever-victorious general, the rare grandiose and extremely evil man, General Lars.

"General Lars......? What's the matter, sir?

General Lars, the executive director, sends direct communications, and so on. The Nings took a posture, but headed for the monitor.

Wow, it's clear!! Don't get so hard. Now you'll be one of the same executives as us. I hear about Crimson. I'm afraid so. It's just soot.

"I'm afraid so."

I'm sorry, I don't have much time. I'll just talk about the requirements. Well, it's not what I'm supposed to tell you, but it's been a while since I've seen your face. Komori, go home immediately. "

As always, he is a forceful figure, and Ning smiles slightly.

"Are you HR? I haven't settled on Crimson yet..."

No. It's a meeting. You've heard about it, haven't you? It's an M-Conference.

"... Huh?

I know there is such a thing. M-Conference, that's a major meeting involving only a few of the executives, who are in the most important post in Metallica.

The Nings were also already one of the directors as of before the crossing of the United States. But it didn't come with a position, and there were still a few upstairs.

"Am I...?

So, Ning confirmed.

That's right. I can't ignore your accomplishments anymore. This is what Metallica needs.

Lars words. Apparently absorbing Crimson is such a huge achievement. In this matter, however, Metallica's foothold in the United States became a rock, as did its global influence.

And the two companies are pushing the joint venture a lot. Crimson's over-technology arming has also increased the power of both Metallica's modified humans and both sides. And the increased power is essentially that of Metallica, and of the Ning people.

"... thank you"

"Oops. More on this when I get home. But I'll tell you what. Only me, you, VP Headfield, Old Hammett the Consultant, and 'The Leader' will be attending this meeting. Come on.

"... chief, but...!?

Ning people are stunned by General Lars' words.

Leader, the man at the top of Metallica. That means the strongest villain in the world. At the moment, the man closest to the transformation of the world.

But I have little information about the Metallica leader. I've never even seen Ning.

The chief is always in the back. And wield extraction from the darkness.

The reason for this is also unknown. Anyway, it doesn't appear on the table.

Maybe that old man you were at the interview with is the chief? I've thought about it, but it can't be. The existence of a chief can't be so opaque as to come out on such a spot. I guess that's another executive.

The leader is, of course, unidentified, which does not mean. Rather famous.

The leader of Metallica, that's even what it says in social studies textbooks. I also know his name.

Fujiro Blackmore.

The Japanese-American man harnessed the power of the modified humans and lars created by Professor H to create a great organization of evil called Metallica in just a generation, and a genius who conquered the world. Worldwide celebrities, also rumored to have a relationship with Dylan.

I'm supposed to be a good age to be an old man already, but I've never heard of Metallica's top being replaced.

The leader is in the great organization Metallica and has even become a mystical being.

And for the Ning, he is also a man in a place that is a goal.

That the man will finally show up in front of me?

'... yes. You got it. Return home immediately. I'll get back to you with the details.

"Okay. I'll be home tomorrow."

Ning squeezed his expression and answered.

Oh, my God. Call me once before the meeting when you get here. I want to talk to you very carefully for once. You get it!?

That was the end of my correspondence with General Lars.

In good time, Anis returns with a takeout of Chinese food.

"Just now. ♪ Is that it? Nate, what are you doing?

Energetically sitting on the couch, Annis stares strangely at Ning's face.

"Hmm? No, it's nothing. Let's eat."

Laugh and answer that, and devour the sandwich. Anis and I usually also bicker. I also get one spring roll of Chinese food. I'll make you some after-dinner coffee instead.

Annis tells me an interesting story that happened today. Funny, so Ning people laugh.

Ning people talk about early 21st century Japanese comics that Anis has recently haunted.

Annis listens to me with interest.

The meal went that way.

I'll be home as soon as this is over. Finally got here. We're almost there.

The leader of Metallica, unlike before, does not recognise it as a subject to be clearly defeated. It's important to know first.

"Nate, do you want this too? Yummy yo!"

"It's... what? No way, dumplings? I don't know the taste of Americans..."

Anis, I'm not telling you everything yet. I don't even apologize.

But instead, I'll let you keep the oath I told Big. You don't lose to the end, keep running.

I don't want to make amends. I don't think that would allow it. But still.

And if I could finish it, and if you were near me until then, I would.

Ning summarized his thoughts as he chatted irrelevantly, eating a sandwich.

The next, and maybe, second battle begins at the end.