I am weak
Magic, qigong, and other skills. At least it just exists.
The thick and bitter bark may not be delicious, but if you ask whether it tastes good or not, you have no choice but to answer that it exists. The bitter and bitter taste is also delicious.
That's the case with the power I have.
However, not tasty.
A mere talent that can never exceed the level of an ordinary human being who has practiced a little, even if he collects a lot.
But, there is a saying.
It's not that the strong survive, it's that the survivors are strong.
“Neru. Are you in such a hurry for information?”
And one of the ways to survive.
I'm pretending to be stronger than anyone else.
Pretending to have a hidden secret, pretending to be something great. What they actually do while bluffing is the use of mind-reading techniques to entice and provoke.
Without actually using my hands, without revealing my power. Move others to achieve what you want. That's how the mind reader survives in the back alleys.
“I will warn you in advance. Can you afford it?”
Nehru smiled and accepted my words.
“It’s acceptable. Baby, can this think it knows the taboo?”
“There is only one thing I can guess.”
Beasts have ears and tails attached, so their sense of hearing and balance is twice that of others. What does this mean?
It is said that it is optimized for sneaking in and eavesdropping.
is that so It was difficult for me to understand their sullenness, who confidently obtained information through mind-reading.
“But will you still be okay?”
“Huh? Any reason not to be okay?”
Nehru is a cumbersome paparazzi who sneaks in and digs up secrets from time to time. He is also the editor of a private magazine, and from the introduction, it seems to be the opposite of the military.
But one thing you should know. The curious cat is already dead. Although the private magazine Black Cat revealed various kinds of gossip, it never went against the military. Rather, he cooperated with the military by exposing corruption or scandals.
Revenge by the exposed? That's not going to happen.
let's not forget this is a military If the allegation of corruption turns out to be true, everything will be blown away unless you are a general. physically.
A black cat's bite doesn't kill it, but if the mace of the military law falls on it, it disappears without leaving a shape. A black cat that brings death.
Why can't you rule because you're a soldier?
“If you know this, you and your magazine might be in danger from that moment on, right?”
But can he be calm knowing that the mace of the law is on his head?
“This is the danger the magician speaks of. Oh my, that’s scary.”
“It’s better not to take it as a joke. You might be surprised to hear it. You must be in great agony. Can I write this in a magazine, or maybe someone will get angry? Every time I write down each letter, my hair will stand up in fear. The pen may be stronger than the sword, but it must be swung heavier than the sword.”
Startle. The waving tail stopped for a moment. It's because I got a little bit scared by my threat.
'Bluff? Or, something really good… ? Magician, shadow. What the hell do you two know?'
It's pretentious.
taboo? If you know the taboo that will control the military, I already wrote it. why leave?
'The magician doesn't seem to want to give me that information. If the military government arrests me and tortures me, of course I will report the magician, and the military’s guard will go straight to the magician… .'
I have no intention of keeping a secret without giving in to torture.
I will give you information in the future.
'But, we can't go back like this. Uncle McKellin is dead and the chateau is unconscious. To get revenge on my family, no, to make sure this doesn't happen again… We need to know their plans.'
Nehru clenched his teeth and forced a smile.
It is the weak who are first exposed to indiscriminate violence. In particular, Suin, with poor awareness, was vulnerable to organized and collective crimes.
A family to prevent it, but the opponent is a secret organization that has descended from the old kingdom. Lost in the armed conflict and pushed back, the family prepared them before any other organization.
'We will survive. At any cost.'
Nehru is an informant, and he has his own way of fighting. Nehru made a strong determination and smiled falsely.
“Baby, are you pretty cooperative today?”
“I have always been cooperative.”
“Ugh. lie. Before I mentioned the captain, you said that even the condolences were not worth it?”
'Captain, I don't know your affiliation, but it seems like magicians are pretty cheap. As long as you bring it into your own residence. fufu. This could come in handy.'
Until now, the black cat has been a good straw that processes information well and brings it to my mouth.
However, it seems that the instinct from distant ancestors is just coming out, perhaps because it is in a hurry. He tapped me with his forefoot, saying that he gave me a tee with a little care.
Humans are at fault, humans are at fault. If it wasn't for the dominant species on the earth, the beasts wouldn't have been born.
ha. How, really, should I spill confidential information that will explode if I touch it?
It was something I was thinking about.
A silhouette in uniform was seen from the other side. was a captain In a concrete alley, the captain was walking in the middle with a straight motion.
Nehru also recognized the captain and quietly spoke.
“I heard that even a tiger will come when I say it. How did you know here?”
“Wait a minute.”
I know. How did know? No matter how many of us are sitting at a table, this is a quiet alley with few passersby.
Do you think or read it?
'I found the target. Disconnect.'
Come on, so.
Did you agree with the golems scattered throughout the military, and after searching one by one, you found me?
… Is this the power of a communicator?
what? Since when have I been being watched? An individual can find me without being detected by me? Even from a distance?
In a sense, it's my upstream compatibility?
While feeling skeptical about the significance of the mind reader's existence, the captain approached me directly. After taking turns looking at me and Nehru, she went straight to me.
“I ask for your cooperation.”
It's Captain Ab's side who suddenly intervened, but Captain Ab is still Captain. Even if it's a back work, you can't resist from the outside. Nehru hid his uncomfortable feelings and told the captain.
“Oh my God, in such a shabby place for someone as precious as Captain! Could you please wait a minute? I'll finish the story quickly and give it to you.”
The virtue of information is flexibility. Even though the captain appeared, he did not panic at all and spoke calmly.
Unfortunately, Captain Lee was a water captain and a soldier who kept FM more rigid than anyone else.
“I am on duty. Excuse me, but I want you to put your business on hold for a while.”
Rigidity tends to cause collisions. Nehru frowned.
“Hold on, Captain. You must follow the order. Did you have a prior appointment?”
“Public duties come first.”
“Civil Service? What's going on?”
“It’s confidential.”
In my case, I didn't have any problems reading my thoughts by mind-reading, but now that I listen to it again, I feel that it is surprisingly a good way to arouse anger.
Because Nehru was nervous.
“Are you kidding me?”
“The main building is no joke.”
Nehru would normally have just resigned and promised for the future, but now she was in a state of disarray in a turbulent state.
Oh, I never insulted the blind. What's the meaning of cursing the blind person at Suin? Rather, it is a compliment.
“He decided to sell me information. Just wait until it's over.”
“Information?”
This time the captain responded.
“You mean to buy information from him?”
“okay. Why, do you have a problem?”
“denial. There are no laws regarding the commercial viability of information. Non-luxury trades are free. but… .”
The carrier itself is top secret. The captain, whose self-existence is classified information, glanced at me.
'Either way, the main building will not sell the information that it is a signal soldier. The main building trusts you… However, it is not possible to neglect monitoring.'
The captain approached the seat next to him and sat upright at the table there. Turning his body this way and listening to it, he said.
“Then, the main building will be here to watch until the deal closes. Continue trading.”
“What are you talking about. Honey, that girl is weird.”
It's weird. But it's refreshing for some reason, so it's on our side.
“Uh-huh. What a strange thing for a Captain who works for us! yap! Paparazzi, if you don’t have a conscience, you should be ashamed!”
“If the information is so shameful that it cannot be uttered in front of the main building, there is no choice but to suspect that the information itself is illegal before trading.”
Hit by authority to the captain and common sense to me, Nehru raised his eyes as if he had gained medicine.
“Look at the two of you. Are you even dating?”
“denial! Stop the baseless accusations and finish your business quickly!”
hmmm. Captain, anyway, Nehru is in a state of flux right now. If there is no corresponding information, it will not move according to my will.
But it's hard to say in front of a captain. I'll just send the captain home and finish the story.
“Don’t even think about being bullied. The main building will not move here until your story is over.”
But how do we send this stubborn captain home?
Oh yeah. What did Nehru just say? would you like to use that method?
“I can’t. beep. I will tell you now.”
“… ? Why are you asking for the consent of the main building?”
'I'm trying to tell you that the main building is a communicator… ? Not allowed. At that moment, the main building must eliminate the witnesses, using all the golems it can mobilize.'
be afraid If I make up my mind to do that, I can't even read my thoughts, so I can't respond.
Don't worry, it's not that.
I beckoned to the captain. While tilting his head, the captain came closer to me.
As the captain stood next to me, I pulled the captain in that state. In the meantime, the captain sat down on my lap.
'… ? question. What are you doing?'
With the captain full of doubts sitting on his lap, I smiled in embarrassment and said:
“Okay, Nehru. I'm actually seriously dating Pi.”
“… … ?!?!”
'It's just the beginning of the gold hour?!'
Of course. I said it for the first time today.
Yay!