Ch.302[Chapter 302] Clan Wars

The people of the Tanker Union decided to keep Sir Dominic’s membership a secret until his application was officially approved.

However, Gachaland was full of all kinds of people, including those with loose lips and others who wouldn’t rest until they dug up information.

Thanks to these people’s efforts, the news that Sir Dominic was joining the Tanker Union eventually spread throughout Gachaland.

“Sir Dominic! Is it true that you’re joining the Tanker Union?”

“What conditions did the Tanker Union offer you?”

“What are Sir Dominica’s three sizes?”

The front of the Tanker Union office was packed with reporters eager to handle this fresh material as they pleased.

There were so many reporters that the world turned white from their camera flashes alone.

“…I don’t know how they found out and came here.”

“Indeed. I think it hasn’t even been 10 minutes since we wrote our application forms.”

Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica slightly lifted the thick curtain covering the first-floor window to peek outside.

Pandemonia had hung this curtain to protect Sir Dominic and the others when reporters started gathering.

Pandemonia’s action was very appropriate, because without that curtain, Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica might have lost their remaining eye to the camera flashes.

Anyway, as Sir Dominica lifted the thick curtain to look outside, she made eye contact with one of the reporters.

The reporters were bombarding the building with questions because they knew Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica were inside.

The reason the windows and doors remained intact despite all those reporters clinging to the building was probably because this was the Tanker Union’s building.

Sir Dominica quietly lowered the curtain to completely cover the window again, disturbed by the dreadful, chilling sight.

“How long do we have to wait?”

Sir Dominica asked, sounding fed up.

Sir Dominic listened to Sir Dominica’s lament with a familiar ear and let it go in one ear and out the other.

After all, this was already the seventh time Sir Dominica had made the exact same complaint.

“Isn’t this taking too long?”

“More importantly, I had no idea our reputation was this high.”

Sir Dominic shook his head as he listened to the commotion beyond the window.

“To think that just our joining a clan would gather this many reporters.”

“I know.”

Sir Dominica agreed with Sir Dominic.

“Actually, considering what we’ve done, I thought we’d be quite famous, but not to this extent.”

Sir Dominica sighed, seemingly overwhelmed by the unexpectedly large number of reporters.

It was such a deep sigh that his broad capacity for tolerance expanded and then returned to normal.

“…So why hasn’t our application been approved yet?”

Sir Dominica let out the eighth identical complaint.

Sir Dominic sighed in response to Sir Dominica’s sigh.

…

“Where did everyone go? At such an important time!”

Pandemonia started running around the Tanker Union office, getting upset.

Among the designated executives, only two were currently in the Tanker Union office.

Usually, at least three or four executives were stationed there, but the problem was that Sir Dominic happened to arrive during lunchtime.

Two executives had gone out in shifts for meals.

So why was Pandemonia running around like this?

It was because sometimes some of the executives who had come to the office the previous day would hide somewhere to take a nap, finding it bothersome to go home.

Pandemonia, being one of those types, knew well where they might be hiding to rest.

That’s why she was looking around everywhere to see if any executives were hiding.

However, for some reason, not a single such executive could be found today.

Unnecessarily diligent. Pandemonia grumbled, biting her lip.

After all that struggle, Pandemonia suddenly realized her phone was ringing in her pocket.

When she took out her phone and checked the caller, there was a familiar name.

Immediately pressing the answer button, Pandemonia started scolding the person on the other end.

“Uncle! Where are you now?”

[“I’m rushing back. I need to get through the reporters, so it might take some time.”]

The person on the phone was Senator Muscleman.

He had gone out for lunch but was now rushing back before even taking his first bite.

Rough breathing and quick footsteps could be heard through the phone.

[“About… 5 minutes. I’ll reach the entrance in 5 minutes.”]

“Then I’ll go to the entrance too! I’ll wait there, so be ready to sign right away!”

5 minutes. As soon as Pandemonia heard that, she started running to the first floor.

She planned to get the sponsor’s signature at the entrance.

While running to the first floor, Pandemonia had a very good idea.

It was thanks to remembering that Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica were on the first floor.

“Uncle! I’ll tell Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica to come to the entrance, so how about signing in front of the reporters? It would be like an informal clan joining ceremony!”

[“…Great idea! Let’s do it right away!”]

Senator Muscleman and Pandemonia, both thinking it was a good plan, rushed toward the same goal.

Namely, the entrance of the Tanker Union office.

…

“So, you’re saying we should announce our joining at the entrance?”

“That’s right.”

“So suddenly?”

“Ugh. It couldn’t be helped. Honestly, who could have predicted that Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica would join? We’re doing the best we can right now.”

Pandemonia tried her best to persuade Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica.

Ordinary people might have found this situation burdensome, but Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica were used to such situations and accustomed to standing before others.

“Very well. It might be good to make a big announcement while we’re at it.”

Sir Dominic knew well that the Tanker Union was working for the rights and interests of tanks.

The more the Tanker Union’s position grew, the more benefits tanks would receive, so Sir Dominic willingly agreed to help promote the Tanker Union.

“…I came without makeup.”

Sir Dominica grumbled about having a bare face, but like Sir Dominic, she accepted Pandemonia’s proposal.

Pandemonia brightened at their agreement and expressed her gratitude.

“Thank you. Can we start right away then? My uncle will be arriving soon.”

Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica nodded and stood up.

Then, together with Pandemonia, they stood at the entrance of the Tanker Union office, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

“-!”

“-is it?”

“Sir Dominic! Sir Dominic! Look over here!”

“Sir Dominica! What are your three sizes!”

Sir Dominic was momentarily blinded and deafened by the bright camera flashes and reporters’ shouts.

But soon his eyes and ears adjusted to the situation, and he could gradually see and hear his surroundings better.

Numerous reporters surrounding Sir Dominic.

And the flashes they were triggering.

Sir Dominic felt a strange exhilaration amidst those bright lights and ugly desires.

“Just a moment! Everyone step back! I repeat! Step back!”

Pandemonia pushed the reporters away from the entrance as much as possible.

She did this thinking that Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica might feel uncomfortable with the reporters being too close to them.

The reporters tried their best to hold their ground, but as you know, tanks in Gachaland generally had good basic stats.

Finally, when a certain distance was maintained between the reporters and Sir Dominic, Pandemonia warned them not to come any closer.

Intimidated by Pandemonia’s powerful strength, the reporters maintained that distance as told.

“…When is he coming?”

“Just a moment. According to what he said earlier… Ah. There he comes.”

Sir Dominic whispered to Pandemonia, asking when Senator Muscleman would arrive.

Pandemonia told Sir Dominic to wait a moment, then pointed to Senator Muscleman, who was making his way through the reporters.

“Excuse me, excuse me. Yes. Thank you, thank you.”

Senator Muscleman attracted attention as he passed through the reporters.

His enormous muscular build, rare even in Gachaland, easily drew people’s eyes.

“Whew. This wasn’t easy to get through.”

Finally breaking through the reporters and coming forward, Senator Muscleman swept back his disheveled hair and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Senator Muscleman. It’s been a while.”

“Ah, it has been a while, Sir Dominic. Yes. I heard you came to join our Tanker Union.”

“That’s right.”

“I never expected you would really join our clan… Well. In our position, I can only express my gratitude.”

Senator Muscleman reached out his hand to Pandemonia.

Pandemonia handed him two application forms she was already holding, and Senator Muscleman skillfully took out a fountain pen from his chest pocket and made two elegant signatures.

Then the application forms suddenly burst into flames and disappeared, and a blue energy emerged from them and settled on Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica.

“Welcome to ‘our’ Tanker Union clan, Sir Dominic. And Sir Dominica.”

Senator Muscleman offered a handshake to Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica with a bright smile.

It was a promise that they had become family and a greeting to the newcomers.

Sir Dominic and Sir Dominica looked at each other, and then Sir Dominic shook hands with Senator Muscleman first.

With a thud, Feralant’s flag fell from the sky and fluttered.

That flag fluttered next to the Tanker Union’s emblem, and the image of Sir Dominic and Senator Muscleman shaking hands right in front of it appeared on the front page of the newspaper the next day.

It seemed that the special ability Cinematic affected even the photos used in articles.