episode_0105

Our Blue Heart office has become the management office on Grove Avenue.

When we were working on the Silver Side, it felt like we were being piggybacked on by the Ildong office.

Now that we’ve become the management office, the situation is reversed.

‘Well, I guess you don’t really care because you’re busy looking for your teacher.’

“I didn’t know it would be this easy to get management office authority.”

“That’s right!”

I was lost in thought for a moment.

When I heard Sylvia’s voice, I reacted immediately.

“The Public Security Office also confirmed the transfer of authority.”

“So now we are officially the management office?”

Apart from the Lund and Tetracaine Association standing behind us.

It was comforting to know that our office would be managing an area.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Okay! Then everyone gather around! I’ll pay today!”

I couldn’t just let this wonderful day pass by.

The only thing that’s regrettable is….

The thing is, there’s no 44 Chicken on Grove Avenue.

Auckland used to be part of the East, but it’s really just on the outskirts of the East.

So it’s understandable that the grace of 44 Chicken doesn’t reach you.

“Really not there…?”

Johnny and David checked out some contact information, but the best we could come up with was 24 Chicken.

It’s a 24 chicken because it has two wings and four legs. Thinking about it, it’s a good thing it’s not a 42 chicken with two legs.

“I can’t help it. Then I have to do that.”

Considering our office has 10 people…

“What is chicken?!”

I noticed Midas approaching me, reacting to the sound of chicken.

“I guess I’ll have to order at least 10.”

We added Ray to our 10 troubleshooters and ordered 15 chickens in preparation for the big eater who isn’t one of our office’s troubleshooters.

Of course, I paid the full price of the chicken.

“Aren’t you suddenly spending too much money?”

“Hey, what’s this!”

Sylvia was concerned about my spending, but honestly, it wasn’t a big expense.

He hadn’t even spent all of Eslock and Psylocke’s slush funds yet, and he had plenty of money to earn while working as a troubleshooter.

Plus, there was gold to be extracted through our Midas.

“Midas, eat the food in moderation! I’ll give you something tastier!”

“…Really?”

Upon hearing those words, Midas hurriedly approached. The excitement he felt from his cute footsteps was palpable.

Until this point, Midas had never expected that to happen.

***

There was no major problem with the chicken.

However, it wasn’t a good idea to eat at the bar because there were so many customers.

Eventually, we had no choice but to finish our work at the bar earlier than usual and head to the office on the second floor.

After that, 15 24 chickens arrived at the hideout office.

We enjoyed a party to celebrate our new management office with chicken and drinks from the bar.

I don’t remember much about the party, perhaps because I drank some alcohol during the party.

And a few hours later, a house located on the third floor of the hideout building.

Deep dawn, long after the red moon had revealed itself.

I was suffering from the endless appetite of a pig.

“Ugh, please… Please go to sleep.”

Despite my earnest requests, the sound of Midas devouring his food filled the room.

‘No, I’m sure you ate the most chicken, but why don’t you stop eating?’

Not to mention Sylvia, Sheila and the general were also sleeping soundly, unaware of my suffering.

In the first place, I was just sleeping soundly when I heard some strange noise and came out to the living room.

“Midas, stop.”

Even though I was still a little sleepy, my choice was clear.

Midas could no longer be allowed to eat here.

I picked up Midas, who was eating his food, with both hands, put him on my waist, and took him to the room. Midas whined pitifully, but there was nothing I could do.

“Okay, we ate a lot, so let’s go to bed together quickly.”

“Heeelp. Dad….”

“This guy is really! He keeps looking for his dad?”

Whenever his hunger was not fully satisfied or if something happened that he did not like, Midas would inevitably call for his father.

Fighting!

I carefully threw Midas onto the bed.

The guy positioned himself exquisitely, parking his car next to Sheila and the General.

I, too, laid down on the soft bed. Sheila, General, and Midas. In a way, it felt like I had three dolls to hug and sleep with.

“Midas, come here.”

“I’m not sleepy.”

“But we still have to sleep together….”

I answered Midas in a sleepy voice, who spoke as if it were very obvious.

I just fell asleep.

“…Ugh!”

When I woke up in the morning and got up in a hurry, the first thing I did was check the area around my bed.

Fortunately, Midas was held tightly in my arms.

“Whew… Thank goodness.”

“I’m hungry.”

“Ah….”

I thought he was sleeping, but Midas opened his eyes quickly and complained of his hunger.

“Eww, this guy!”

He gave Midas a slap on the butt.

Hearing that sound, Sheila got up, and then the general started to move.

The way they happened one after another was cute, not like dominoes.

“Chris, I want to eat that chicken!”

“Huh?”

As he was about to get out of bed and head to the living room, Midas made his own request this time.

Now that I think about it, it was impressive to see him chewing on the chicken bones last night. He must have liked it because he looked for chicken right after waking up.

‘No, but who eats chicken in the morning?’

That’s not usually the case, unless you have leftover chicken from yesterday.

And of course, the 15 chickens I ordered yesterday were completely destroyed by Midas’s efforts.

“Sheila, can you eat chicken in the morning?”

“…Huh?”

I asked Sheila just in case, but Sheila, who was stretching out in cat form, was startled.

“How about the general?”

The general shook his head and shook his body after hearing what I said. Does that mean he liked it?

“Chicken! I want to eat it!!!”

“Ahhh! Got it! Got it! ”

Later on, it got to the point where Midas would bite me and ask for chicken.

I had no choice but to generously order six chickens.

Of course, I wasn’t letting my guard down. I tried to suppress his hunger as much as possible by feeding Midas until the chicken arrived.

***

“You said you wanted to eat chicken earlier, and you’re eating it well.”

Midas didn’t answer me, but just wagged his tail more vigorously.

“…It’s noisy since morning.”

An indifferent voice comes from behind.

“Oh, Lund.”

Lund, in the form of a wolf, came up to me naturally and sat down right next to me.

“Lund!”

“Don’t do it.”

Sila and Janggun naturally went into Lund’s fur. Lund responded reflexively, but did not push Sila and Janggun away or anything.

“Heeelp, Lund!”

“Don’t come!”

When I approached him, sobbing, following the two of them, Lund was startled.

“I’ve had a lot going on!”

Midas, who was emptying the food bowl anyway. I pointed at Midas and told Lund what had happened last night.

Ugh.

I was holding Lund’s neck and rubbing my face against it, and she stroked my head with her forepaw.

“….”

He didn’t say anything nice or say anything else, but given Lund’s personality, it was clear that he was comforting me.

“Chris.”

“What, you already ate it all?!”

Midas, who had come up behind me without me noticing, clung to my back and started rubbing his feet.

“When will the chicken arrive?”

“Ah….”

When I looked at the bowl, I saw that the food had already been eaten.

“Now this guy is being picky about what to eat.”

“That’s delicious too. I like chicken better!”

“Chicken?”

Lund asked about the chicken that was constantly mentioned in Midas’ mouth.

“Oh, that’s because Midas kept saying he wanted to eat chicken.”

“It wasn’t a puppy, it was a pig.”

“Heeelp.”

Midas began to grumble again at Lund’s sharp words.

“Lund, then he’s going to complain about his dad again.”

“Ahem.”

It was my job to appease Midas, leaving Lund behind as he tried hard to avoid my gaze.

Meanwhile, Lund, who had been watching the scene, asked again.

“By the way, I saw something I hadn’t seen before in the hallway.”

“Huh?”

I followed Lund down the hallway, holding Midas in my arms.

Sheila and Janggun were still on her back.

Despite the animal farm-like appearance, my eyes were drawn to something flashing in the hallway.

“…Psylocke?!”

A golden statue depicting Psylocke’s face in its entirety.

The pained expression on the statue’s face was a full-body expression of how the statue was made.

“What the… I don’t remember cutting Psylocke’s neck.”

“I wasn’t at the party yesterday, so I don’t know.”

“Sheila, General.”

“Huh?”

“That golden hair. Is that Psylocke’s hair?”

“…Chris cut it himself.”

Sheila said it sounded a little scary when she thought back to that time.

“…Really?”

Despite the answer, it was hard to believe. On the other hand, when the statue was shown to Midas, he said a word.

“That guy was tasteless!”

“….”

“You didn’t do anything to anyone else besides Psylocke?”

According to Sheila and Janggun’s answers, at yesterday’s party, only Psylocke was made of gold using Midas.

Of course, Psylocke did not die. Midas bit off her severed head, and Psylocke regenerated her own head.

The fear you felt during the party must have been considerable.

Anyway, I thought while looking at the golden head statue that contained Psylocke’s suffering.

“Isn’t this a classic work of art?”

“…Well, there are those who will pay a high price.”

***

When I asked Lund, who seemed to know a lot about this stuff, she didn’t deny it either.

When you are delighted with an unexpected harvest.

dripping.

There was a knock on the door and the sound of something being placed.

“Oh, wait a minute.”

Looks like the chicken has arrived.

I headed straight to the front door with Midas hanging from my back.

Let’s open the door carefully….

“Wow!”

Midas, who was behind her, shook his body from side to side as if he had already smelled something.

“Ah, stay still!”

I managed to retrieve the chicken just in time to get Midas to touch it.

“Sheila! General! Bring me a plate!”

Sheila and Janggun began to transform into humans with slight differences.

I couldn’t leave Midas alone for even a moment, so I carried him and headed to Sylvia’s room.

“Sylvia?”

Her defenseless appearance felt strange, in contrast to her usual thoroughgoing appearance.

“Um….”

As I watched her sleeping soundly, I hesitated to wake her up.

“Chris, aren’t we eating chicken?”

“Okay, just go.”

I headed to the living room before Midas could make any more noise. I figured I could leave some for Sylvia.

“Lund, are you going to eat it like that?”

“I’m only going to eat a little anyway.”

Unless he was drinking blood, Lund didn’t eat much.

Compared to that, after becoming vampires, Sheila and Janggun were able to eat other foods as well as blood.

“Sheila, let’s just take one box.”

“Why?”

“Leave it for Sylvia.”

“Ah.”

After moving a box of chicken towards the kitchen with Sheila’s help, I returned to the living room…

Lund was holding Midas down with his forepaw.

“Eww!”

“Stay still.”

Midas tried with all his might to free himself from Lund’s feet, but it was impossible.

I wanted to tell him to keep doing that.

“Lund, just stay like that for a little while.”

She nodded and continued to suppress Midas. Midas just stared at the chicken in front of him and drooled.

“Chris, if someone saw us, they’d think we were starving.”

“Ha, I see.”

Only after Sila and the general quickly finished all the preparations, Midas was able to become free.

The guy headed straight for the bowl full of chicken he had set aside for himself.

Fortunately, not all of us like it that way, so the meaty texture was all Midas’s fault.

Boom! Boom!

The sound of Midas chewing the chicken, bones included, was so horrible it sent a chill down my spine.

“Lund, how’s the chicken taste?”

“….”

Meanwhile, our chairman didn’t even answer me because he was busy chopping a large chicken leg here and there.

Sheila and Janggun ate chicken at the party last night and didn’t complain about the chicken they ate the next day.

“Still, it’s nice to see everyone eating well.”

“Christ, eat quickly.”

Even though I don’t eat chicken because I only see other people eating it, Sheila put a chicken leg on my plate.

“Yeah… I have to eat it.”

Maybe it was because I was constantly being harassed by Midas, but I didn’t feel like eating.

But since it’s a chicken leg that Sheila gave me, I should eat it, right?!

“Oh, but it’s too quiet.”

There was no room for conversation as we each savored the five chickens deliciously.

But it wasn’t too quiet, so I decided to turn on the TV.

***

“Chris, just a minute.”

“No, I can do it by myself.”

Sheila quickly wiped the oil off her hands and tried to hand me the remote control, but I grabbed it with my tail before she could.

After sucking the dragon’s blood from the second branch leader, the tail that had initially resembled a bamboo shoot had now become… a thin dragon tail with a thickness similar to burdock.

Even when I lived in the real world, I often thought about how nice it would be if humans had tails.

It was really nice that I could use it right away since it had a real tail.

Beep.

After the TV turned on, I immediately turned to the news channel.

This time, no one complained about me turning on the news. They were too busy eating chicken at that time.

Meanwhile, local news was being broadcast on TV.

“Huh…?”

The TV screen showed the interior of a bus on Grove Avenue.

As the news headline said, the orcs on the bus forcibly beat up a young orc who refused to give up his seat despite the appearance of a pregnant woman…

Eventually, he even started pointing a pistol at me.

The pregnant woman felt sorry for the chaos she had caused, but the passengers did not stop attacking the young orc after placing her in the pregnant woman’s seat.

“No, just give them their seats or something.”

Even as I was speaking, the young orc was being beaten by the passengers, and when the knight, unable to stand watching this situation, opened the door, he quickly ran away through the opened door.

After that, many events continued to please our eyes.

I couldn’t really concentrate because I was eating chicken.

“…?”

But then suddenly I started seeing myself on the TV screen.

“Huh?!!!”

A picture of Ray holding hands and heading somewhere.

The news anchor referred to me in the photo as “Chris Radomir,” referring to my nickname, Little Jinjo, which is rumored.

no….

I was so flustered that I dropped the chicken I was holding. Midas quickly ran over and ate the chicken I had dropped.

“Chris?”

“….”

Silla stopped eating and called me with a worried look in her eyes.

Was I too careless?

I finally moved here from the Silver Side of Cabrini Green and now my location has been revealed.

I was worried that this would bring back bounty hunters and troubleshooters who would come after me again.

No, but it might be okay because there’s the Tetracaine Association and the two gangs.

anyway!

“Sheila, just wait a minute.”

I quickly took out my terminal and called Ray.

“Ray?”

“Ah, it’s Deoksu.”

Huh? I wondered why I called Ray’s terminal and Deoksu answered.

“Ray?”

“You are next to me now.”

“Change it!”

“No, he… asked me to take it instead.”

Judging from the reaction, it seems Ray also saw the news.

Are you too embarrassed to answer my calls?

“What should we do?”

I heard Deoksu relaying my words to Ray.

“First of all, I think it would be best to do something about the guy who took that picture.”

I don’t know what Ray said, but from what Deoksu said, I don’t think that was it.

“It doesn’t matter since it already happened. Should I just pressure the broadcasting station to issue a correction?”

“…How?”

Deoksu asked me how to do that after hearing what I had to say, but it seemed like it would work out somehow if I used the Tetracaine Association and the two gangs.

Meanwhile, Lund, who heard what I said, started to cough in vain.

“Okay. I’ll try to find a way.”

And he didn’t forget to warn us to be careful, as bounty hunters might be after us.

“Chris, you too! Be careful!”

Just before ending the call, Ray’s voice, not Deoksu’s, was heard.

I guess that’s the only thing he wanted to say.

“So what are you going to do?”

“…Okay.”

Meanwhile, Ray and I continued to appear on TV.

No, how many pictures did you take?

In the meantime, a picture was taken of him entering the store, and the store’s signboard was covered in mosaics, just like grains of rice.

‘I came into this world to be played by rags.’

I was so dumbfounded that I couldn’t speak.

But this makes me feel like a celebrity?