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As Ning told Tsurugi last night, when he finished visiting his benefactor's grave in the morning with a yam shochu, he headed to the Global Revenue Management Department at Metallica headquarters. By the way, Tsurgi is also instructed to do 'something' in the meantime.

It was Metallica, where it has been five years of service, but the period during which Ning was at headquarters is extremely short. Just under a year in the sales department. Therefore, the geography within the headquarters or the location of the department was also vague, and walking within the headquarters was also fresh and varied.

The reason Ning people go to the Global Level Management Department is to join the company at the same time and pull out Ikeno, who hates each other, as co-owners of Slayer.

I hate that guy, but he's strong in every way. Plus there's a reason I really have to be that guy. That's what Ning thought.

Ikeno is also a director at the same time, so he has a private room, so he goes there. In front of the private room there was a woman with a secretarial appearance.

"Um... sorry"

In the meantime, the Ning decided to speak to the secretary's woman in a low profile.

"Yes? You're in-house. What can I do for you?

It was in such a cold tone that I was likely to hear an onomatope called Twin. Ning was somewhat scared, so frightened he stated the requirements.

"Uh, Ikeno... would you like to take over with the general manager?

"Do you have an appointment?

They ask me back without my hair on.

"Oh, no, I'm not promising that..."

"We're sorry, but we won't be able to take care of any appointments."

The secretary's woman answered quickly, after all, without getting a haircut.

Did I do anything wrong to you? No, I've done a lot of bad things, but I don't think I've done anything to you.

And I just wanted to say, I knew I was scared, so Ning people held their mouth.

"So can I get your name and what can I do for you? We will contact you after confirming the Ikeno Manager's schedule."

Damn it, Ikeno bastard. What kind of guidance do you give your secretary?

Ning people were intoxicated inside, but maybe this is normal now. Ikeno is a director, so I guess he's not in a position to receive unrestricted visits from every human being in the company.

"... Ha, I'm Komori Ning. What can I do for you... er... the..."

Mouth again here. Can you tell me that I'm going to start a new weave against Metallica together? There's no way I can say it.

"Huh? Komori...!? Komori...... are you managing director?

The Ning became silent, but instead the secretary woman gave a barbaric voice.

"Ah, yes. Speaking of which, I was managing director."

"And I beg your pardon! We'll get confirmation soon."

The secretary panicked and grabbed the comms.

I see. The title is surprisingly convenient, but it seems to be cheating somewhat and the decision is bad.

"... Yes. Yes..."

Something tells me the secretary is talking on a telecom, maybe the other person is Ikeno.

Nevertheless, the Ning people thought that he was also young but became quite great.

It is still amazing to have climbed that far with strength alone, without taking despicable measures, without a life-slave, without being helped by strong luck or good men.

Incidentally, in the history of Metallica, there are only three people who have been promoted above the section head, that is, above level 4, in their 20s. Ninja, Ikeno, and his new name.

"Yes...... ok. Then I will take you with me."

It seemed like the communication was over.

"Thank you. So, can I come in?

"Oh, no. Director Ikeno is not here. This afternoon we use the underground training room"

Is he doing that, too? He's a bad guy, but it's still a big deal around here. That's what Ning thought.

I arrived in the locker room in the training room where I was guided by my secretary.

From the locker space where the vending machines and benches are located, you can see the training room through the toughened glass.

The training room, which is a large white cubic space, was made to resemble a stadium where squash takes place. Something small and round is flying at great speeds, emitting something like laser light from time to time.

That, the person ahead of the laser rays. It was clear that it would be Ikeno.

He wears mechanical armor on his legs, arms, and parts of his shoulders and torso. The armor also appears to be a thruster, emitting high density airflow and Ikeno moving at high speeds.

Ning people used to see similar equipment. Much like the steel superman Harrison needed, the beetle armor. Maybe the basic concept is the same, although it's slightly different from the type that wraps the entire body of the beetle.

Is it Blake Gunblade you're holding? I haven't seen it in a while, but it seems to have improved a lot. The unique luminescence phenomenon that occurs when Crimson's equipment activates the energy conversion armor could be confirmed. Probably a new one due to the hybridization of technology.

Ikeno is slitting one round with the blade after another while dodging the moving laser at high speeds, sometimes switching to gun mode and shooting it off.

"Combat Simulation: Level MAX" appeared on the operating panel in the locker space.

"... Was that guy remodeled?

Ning people are modified people, but they won't be able to do the same thing as Ikeno first without being transformed. No matter how much super-scientific special arming we use, we know we need the right motor skills and reflex nerves to manipulate it. It was a tremendous ability.

"No, Manager Ikeno has not undergone any special retrofit measures. Manager Ikeno also developed that training room, but he said he was able to do that from the beginning. It's an amazing motor nerve."

The secretary woman looked at Ikeno with a slightly slurred look.

Oh, I see. Is this man 'right' too?

"... hey, from the beginning, is it?... Let me guess? Didn't you keep that training room a secret for a while from completion? So, he did his first audition when he made it public. It was perfect then. Different?

Ning people still know Ikeno very well. That's why I asked.

"Oh, yes. Right. It really was. But why...?

I knew it. Ning thought so and smiled a little bitterly.

No matter how much Ikeno is a man with genius athletic abilities, there's no way he can make such a superhuman move from the start. Even the transformed Ning can win or be demonic in their simple combat abilities.

Maybe we should have trained quite a bit so that we could handle enhanced weapon arming better than anyone else with the Harrison offense and technology offerings from Crimson. Don't let anyone know.

"You're still a loser cuckold. Well done."

"Huh?"

"No, it's nothing. That's enough. I'll do the rest on my own. Oh, just one favor..."

The operating panel also showed an indication "Combat Simulation: Level MAX · End/Evaluation AA," and that little ball shooting laser rays seemed to stop perfectly.

"So, but..."

The secretary's woman, who heard the Ning man's "favor," gave a bewildered look, but a voice was also raised from a speaker equipped with locker space.

"Nanase, you can leave the rest to me and Executive Director Komori."

The Lord of the somewhat sweet and then confident voice was, of course, Ikeno. The secretary woman takes it, bows down and walks away.

When Ikeno confirmed it, he indicated it with his jaw to Ning to enter the training room. Apparently, Ikeno's not going to come out better.

Are you still going to continue your training?

Or maybe it's that I don't intend to disarm myself as I face to face with Ning, a modified person.

Even so, Ning entered the training room. Something hurts my breath. Maybe the barometric pressure is low and adjusted.

"... that's a hiccup. Ikeno."

The last time I saw him was in the development room, Purgatory Island.

Ikeno, who faces each other, said he was doing all that intense training, but he wasn't disturbed by his breath, and his face was as neat as ever.

What can I do for you?

Ikeno replied in the end.

After all, we're not close enough to warm up an old relationship. So the Nings responded accordingly.

"I'll tell you straight in. Leave Metallica with me and lead the new organization."

Ikeno is currently one of Metallica's directors. It involves a lot of joint manoeuvres and compromises with other organizations, and can be considered a pretty busy business person if you look at it objectively.

However, Ikeno has achieved above standards in such businesses. I haven't neglected to train myself either. Due to the job title of evil organization, combat ability is always necessary, because it is indispensable for the so-called militants not to be taken lightly as "overhead desk humans".

In fact, Ikeno has experienced many training courses in the process of ascending to his current position. I've been threatened by people from internal rival factions, but I've been crushed by all my strength.

No matter, there's plenty of privacy, and I'm flushing my floating name. I have a voice to do that, but those people despise me for being scum. Because if you want to, you just have to do it yourself.

I planned on doing that again today. In the morning we clean up a big case and hit two hours in the afternoon for training. Meetings for networking with humans from other industries when I shower afterwards. There are also promises to women after the end.

but during the training there were unexpected visitors.

Komornin. He is a synchronized joiner and is currently a man in the position of Managing Director.

There's no way that man is coming to see himself without any prospect. I know that.

But I couldn't possibly not ask for the requirements. Because what that man does is despicable on the outside road, but it always makes sense, and it's logical.

What the face-to-face Ning Komori said was out of range of expectations, even if it was a servant Ikeno.

"What? Say it again"

Ikeno asked Komori back.

In fact, it was assumed that Komori might eventually leave Metallica. If you watch him move, you'll see. Komori is obviously intentionally acquiring the power to come to his own. The power of Metallica, not the Komori Ning.

And if Komori has the ambition to control the world sooner or later, it's no wonder he was going to create his own forces.

"Come with me. Ikeno."

Komori words that can be continued.

It was this part that was unexpected to Ikeno.

"Why?

"... because I need it"

Komori explained the plan.

Reverse Metallica outwardly and launch a new organization slayer. And take control of all the other evils and go back to Metallica. At that time, Metallica emerges as the most fearful and evil organization. Stand at the top of it.

Ikeno thought. Just calm down.

I see. It sounds absurd, but at least the painting is done. And I can also understand that I need myself for the plan.

Komori and I have a different sense of talent, as you can see from that battle on Purgatory Island and from each other's paths that have since gone on, which can complement each other. I can understand that, too.

Komori is weak, at least weaker than he is. That's why we take so harsh measures by then, and we don't get lost in outrage. Because if you don't, you can't win.

As a result, Komori's rise to his current position is commendable, and that's his strength.

Evil charisma, there is also no question about what is called. Because it's not just a world where scum can come up.

And Komori is probably guessing. That you take advantage of your position as head of Global Management and hide your own routes and technologies. That's an easy conclusion to reach given the diversion of the Beetle Crystal that I showed you during the Development Office.

In addition, just like Komori, I have belly-hearted men.

Small and medium-sized organizations such as the former Crimson, Santa Ana, the technology owned by the Global Level Management Department, and Jamiroquay controlled by Gardner.

If Komori and I led all this, it could be a great force.

Ikeno hates Komori, but it's a matter of humanity and has nothing to do with his strength.

"I see. I see what you're trying to say"

True, it makes sense. But...

"I'm not going to follow your plan."

That's what Ikeno said. This answer is not out of disgust or hatred for Komori.

"It's true that if me and you put together, the chances of that new organization winning would go up, but still, all I can say is that it's reckless. We need to take that risk for what?"

Komori's expression didn't move. I guess it was unexpected that I could answer that.

And then, for a little while, I come to tell you that I'm free.

"I know something you don't know about Metallica."

Komori seemed to be bringing some ingredients for persuasion. But...

"Are we talking about Fujiro Blackmore already dead?

Ikeno ran short. Nor do I change my expression to say the obvious.

"Huh...? You, you knew?

Ikeno continued against Komori, who gave him a missing look while he didn't think he was a man called Evil Charisma.

"No. But it's easy to guess. That's the only way for you in your current position to bring up the plan and tell me in this phase. And you were right, apparently?

I had predictions. of Metallica in recent years, and the movement of the chief is unnatural.

And with a camouflage, that turned into certainty.

This guy Komori usually has a sweet spot on his side.

"Well, is that it? Start your own new organization or whatever. And tear it and die. Right, good sync. You can put up a bottle of incense."

There is a good chance Komori's plan will fail. If that happens, Komori will die.

If you leave the world halfway down the road, it's a defeat. Mine, win.

"Enough? I will continue my training. I hate wasting my time. I want you to leave."

Ikeno poked his breakblade at Komori.

……

But Komori didn't move.

"... man. Are you sure? I was invited by you to betray Metallica. On the face of it, your slayer and his organization are anti-metallic, right? If I cut you to death for Metallica right now, I might have a say in it.

Of course I'm not actually going to do that, but it was a statement that wasn't a mistake at all.

When Komori received that remark from Ikeno, he just nagged a little, and looked up.

My expression was changing.

That look I've seen several times. It was cold and black.

"It doesn't matter.... If you can do it, do it. Right. You can think of him as the person for training. I think it's much better than mechanical attractions. Anyway, nobody beat Rox more than me. I'll lend you my breasts. Ikeno."

Thick intimidation seeped out of Komori.

"Ha, isn't that the one who said, 'If I win, you'll be one of us'? You think I'm such a jerk?

Komori's intimidation is a lot, and that's just how he dropped Crimson.

But that's all.

Ikeno also has a career. I don't feel like losing the pressure on Komori.

And I can clearly see you're being provoked.

"No. I wouldn't say that. But I don't think you can beat me right now. So it turns out to be."

Komori had a clearly derogatory tone.

I can't beat you, can I?

Ikeno rebelled the words in his brain.

Aren't you getting promoted to executive officer and making some mistake?

Surely you are not a normal person. It has such unique things as its spiritual power, its despicability.

But there's no way I'm inferior to you. It's the same even with a modified handle.

I knew I was being provoked, and I know Komori would be happy on this.

"Ha, shall we give it a try?

But Ikeno dared to go for it.

Because this will probably be the last time I see Komori Ning. Komori, who leads the slayer, will die. Then it's not a bad idea to make sure you know exactly which one is up there.

Besides, in case you lose, Komori can't kill himself. Because I need it. And even in that case, I'm not going with Komori.

If you don't become one of them, you will kill them. The power that you have on your side with such a threat will not function properly and you will not be able to outperform it. Komori would know about that.

On the other hand, from Ikeno, we are not lost in attacking Komori with all our might. Even if I killed him, I was solemnly cleared of my treachery, so no problem.

I've been recording Komori's words since just now for that matter, and the inconvenient part can be edited. It is ostensibly true that Komori is trying to treason, so the evidence will come out worn out later.

Regardless, Lars and other executives who know the true aim will have a bad plan, but what did they find out? Even the table will not punish you. Even if that happens, there's no way we can cut through it. Because after losing Komori, there's no way Metallica can make it any better to lose it to herself.

I mean, even if I win with strength, I can fight in an overwhelmingly advantageous situation.

Ikeno does not consider this cowardly. Creating a favourable situation is also in strength. Workouts, businesses, connections are one of them.

From Komori, I guess he wants a confrontation as a last resort. I don't know what the idea is, but I win in the first place.

Did you think you had a minute if you were a simple fighter from being a modified person?

I didn't have to know it when I was in the Development Office, and it's different now.

You think I'm gonna keep the inferior elements?

Ikeno has pride in using his position, armed with hybrid technology, and using it perfectly.

That was the result of a high level of computational work, a blood-threatening exercise and talent.

And I also grasp the specs of Evil Silhouette.

The contents that are moreover transformed are Komori, with the exception of one point, only ordinary people.

Tactical thinking on fighting, judgment, and motor nerves. There is no element to lose.

"... what's up. You're not gonna transform? Call me from anywhere."

Ikeno activated the blade with the armor thruster he was wearing.

A mechanical sound sounds inside the workout and the blade emits light.

"Oh my God. Will you wait for the transformation? He's lukewarm."

Komori stepped back once, hands on the tie knot, and tightened it back.

Two men stare at each other. The space itself gets nervous.

"... Transformation"

Ninja Komori was wrapped in a black light at the same time as a small twinkle.

And the demon that emerges.

The opposing Ikeno maximizes the output of the thruster and jumps from acceleration. Without being frightened against the devil, he swings down the mechanical blade that swung over the large upper section.