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Hyena beasts.

They were wearing dull black suits, but their distinctive manes did not give them a very well-groomed look.

In his hands was a submachine gun and a bat that could deliver an electric shock at any time by pressing a button.

It looked extremely threatening.

“Tsk, the taste of alcohol declines.”

But the customers either shouted or complained to the guys.

“What? Are you done talking now?!”

One of them heard the sound and tried to move, but the one who seemed to have the highest status stopped him.

“Owner, all the guys from the office must have come here?”

Just like the names of the problem solvers… the name of the office was extremely oriental.

“Silvia, what should I do?”

“Leave it to me.”

Sylvia spoke softly to me and then answered them straight away.

“Well, I’m not sure. And I don’t want to take sides with either the Ildong office or the Conakry office.”

“Don’t be funny. Always taking their side!”

“If it seemed that way, I think your perspective may be biased.”

“…This is a pierced mouth!”

Sylvia told them to leave it to her, but they were provoking them.

As they aimed their submachine guns at Sylvia, something transparent flickered next to her hand.

…are they hiding their weapons with an invisible force field?

“Wait a minute. Owner, we definitely saw them go in here. I think it would be easier for both of us if we stopped playing around and letting things go.”

The man who seemed to have a high status opened his mouth again.

It was clear that after the guys below, who seemed a little angry, barked a bit, that guy sorted out the situation.

It’s a classic method, but it’s definitely effective, so it’s probably why this guy and that guy are using it.

“….”

Sylvia’s eyes changed to what he said, with no sign of answering.

What, he told me to leave it to him!

In this case, since Sylvia attacked first… the justification lies over there.

In a split second, I made the optimal choice.

I moved my body in an instant and headed towards the entrance where the hyena beastmen entered.

“Um… guests? Other guests are uncomfortable…”

Just as I expected! I couldn’t even finish speaking.

-Percussion!

One of them hit me in the face and I collapsed on the spot.

“The little guy is out!”

“Don’t touch me first!”

My cheeks were tingling, but the higher-ranking one was taken aback by what had happened so suddenly.

After all, I only got a slap on the face.

Before I knew it, all the customers in the bar were up from their seats.

“What, why are you so nervous about the kid?”

“Me! I! You can’t respect adults, but you attack adults?!”

Different reactions erupted from different guests depending on my different age range.

The customers who were having fun drinking among themselves in the bar were nowhere to be seen.

When they saw me being slapped, they touched the empty space and their various weapons appeared.

Pistols, shotguns, and one young customer even had explosives.

But the most impressive thing among them all was Old Man Johnny, Black Oak, wearing a black jacket.

“The adults are drinking, so how about leaving it at that?”

In his two hands, he held a matte-finished minigun, and Johnny rotated the six barrels centered on the drive shaft as if threatening them.

-Gulp.

Although the bullet didn’t go out, I swallowed my saliva without realizing it as the barrel rotated making a menacing sound.

If you think about it, in Dream City, the minigun was a representative weapon among machine guns.

Supply and demand of ammo is difficult, and due to the nature of the minigun, it sprays out ammo at an incredible speed… The price of ammo is not much different from other ammo, right?

However, when this weapon is used by colleagues and enemies, it produces firepower reminiscent of a newbie cutter.

First of all, my colleagues and enemies had infinite ammo. It was literally a weapon that was not good for me to use, but good for others to use.

“….”

What, you don’t even blink when a minigun barrel spins right in front of you?

“What is a retired troubleshooter going to do with that anyway?”

“…What?”

“You all here. Isn’t that what it’s all like anyway? Wouldn’t there be any good in a retired solver attacking an active solver?”

Ah, was this guy smarter than I thought?

I was about to move on to the next step. I’m still a kid in their perception, right?

In this case, the first thing to do is to reduce the number by scribbling with your right hand…

-Crash.

Suddenly I heard an unsettling sound.

As I looked towards the sound, Johnny was aiming at the guys again and rotating the minigun at a faster speed.

“Well, would you like to check whether I am active duty or not?”

“This inspiration is real!”

“First of all, what’s wrong with coming in and attacking someone else’s sister?”

As if they were impressed by Johnny’s actions, the other men began to approach them with weapons in hand.

No, actually, it feels more like a tool than a weapon.

In an instant, they were surrounded by solvers who were unknown to them whether they were active or not.

“…Whew. Going back.”

“Yes?! older brother! Wait…”

Then the taller one among them sighed and buckled his belt.

A blue light surrounds the guys next to them before they can even say anything.

Before we could do anything, they had already disappeared.

Wow, I don’t know how successful the Conakry office is, but they even use T-belts?

The T-Belt was one of the magic tools that allowed short-distance teleportation in Dream City.

It often appeared as a direction used when characters were moving quickly.

“Ah. I really lived and died.”

“Sister, please wake up.”

I breathed a sigh of relief as I was still lying on the floor.

Before I knew it, Johnny had come next to me and held out his hand.

“Ah, thank you…?”

Is it right for you to say this because you know me as older than you?

“Hahahaha!”

Johnny seemed to be amused by my hesitation and laughed cheerfully as he made the minigun disappear again.

“Chris! Are you okay?”

Following Johnny, Sylvia and Helga approached.

Sylvia looked at my face with wide eyes, checking to see if there was any damage.

“Shilvia…am I okay?”

She was holding my face so tightly that my voice came out strangely.

“Then I’m glad.”

No, there wouldn’t have been a need for this if Sylvia hadn’t tried to attack them in the first place.

I wondered if Sylvia might have transitioned into an active-duty troubleshooter and was thinking about doing the sword dance.

After the uninvited guests disappeared, the bar regained its original atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Sylvia and I went up to the second floor.

-widely.

As soon as Sylvia opened the door of the house, she saw Martin tying up the injured man’s body with bandages.

“…Do you really tie that many bandages like that?”

“….”

“Martin, it’s okay here now, so could you help Helga at the bar?”

“…Yes.”

As the owner of a bar, Sylvia displayed appropriate personnel arrangements.

Martin didn’t seem to have anything to say either, so he came out quickly, passed Sylvia, and went down the stairs.

“Youngmin, did Martin disinfect properly?”

Sylvia shook the drink she had brought and asked the blonde kid.

“Yes? Ah, yes. I think you did it.”

Meanwhile, the kid was looking at my face and belatedly answered Sylvia’s question.

‘Hmm, I’m sure I’ve seen this somewhere before?’

Sylvia confirmed the consciousness of the injured fixer.

“Mr. Deoksu, can you hear me?”

“Yes….”

“Still, I’m glad. Youngmin, I think you can contact the office and take Deoksu with you.”

“Ah, yes! thank you. Sylvia.”

“Chris, now that I think about it, the introduction is late. Youngmin here is another solver who helped you with me.”

“Ah.”

The kid over here was that guy back then. For some reason, he seemed familiar to me.

“Uh, …thank you for saving me?”

“No, it wasn’t a big deal.”

“And Mr. Youngmin. Chris is older than me.”

“…Yes?”

“There is a saying that you should not judge a vampire by its appearance.”

“Oh, sorry, sister!”

Argh! Sylvia again!

Meanwhile, the kid formally introduced his name to me as Youngmin, and I responded by saying my name.

Either way, the same sound as when I had spoken with Sylvia suddenly rang in my head.

[The character Ray ■■■■ is added to the character book.]

…Who is Ray? Oh, is this a changed name?

I decided not to mention Youngmin’s true name. No, saying Jinmyeong makes me sound like a devil.

But why doesn’t the last name come out properly this time?

“Then Youngmin? Chris and I have to go back to work, so please take care of Deoksu.”

Youngmin again reacted late to Sylvia’s words.

For some reason, I feel like their eyes are always fixed on me.

-widely.

“It seems like Youngmin can’t take his eyes off you, Chris.”

“…Sure.”

Well, it’s not that I don’t understand, right? When I first saw my face, my heart fluttered.

In particular, the expression on his face when he was smiling softly was truly deceptive.

I still didn’t feel like this body was mine anymore.

Afterwards, we went down the stairs and spent some time at the noisy bar again.

“Sister! The weather was a bit fierce today, wasn’t it? Yes!”

Was it possible for you and your sister to coexist? Anyway, one of the inspirations who knows me as a sister gave me another tip.

But again, it looks like there is some strange competition going on.

Everywhere I go, people tip me. I was just moving to take the order or retrieve the glass, right?

Still, as the bills with the golden pot on them piled up in my pocket, I felt better.

If I do it well, I can use this to arm myself too.

In the meantime, other solvers from the group’s office came and took away other solvers named Youngmin and Deoksu.

I asked Sylvia only after they had completely disappeared.

“Hey, Sylvia.”

“Yes?”

“Is that the original name of Ildong’s office?”

“Oh, the office over there is always like that.”

“Since the director’s mentor gave him a strange name, other solvers have been doing the same.”

Martin, who was listening to Sylvia and I, joined in and said.

“What is the name of the office manager?”

“Ilseong.”

Ilsung? He is not Kim Il-sung, so what is that?

Ilsung, Deoksu, Youngmin? Is this guy named Master even Korean?

Ah, I suddenly felt dizzy.

How dare you add such impurities to my perfect dream city worldview!

I’m not a gukchat, but there is still something about it that feels friendly to the world view.

Isn’t this like the 81st President of the United States, Namgung Zhuge?

As I suddenly twisted my body around, other people looked at me with puzzled looks.

“The name of that office is a bit unusual. But are you confident in your skills?”

“What is it, Sylvia? Are you secretly favoring that side?”

“First of all, I received a lot of help in settling down here.”

Oh, now that I think about it, I guess I could have brought up the problem with Youngmin’s guarantee for a problem solver.

There was something about the atmosphere that made me feel like they would give it to me even if I just asked them to provide a guarantee, rather than a guarantee from a problem solver!

A feeling of regret came over me later, but the moment had already passed.

Time continued to pass and before I knew it, Sylvia and I’s work hours were over.

“Wow! I got slapped from the first day…”

“Aren’t your emotional ups and downs too severe?”

I spoke excitedly at first, but when I spoke in a dejected voice, Sylvia changed her mind.

“Martin, Helga. I had some daytime work to do today, so I think it would be a good idea to close early.”

After finishing Sylvia’s words, Sylvia and I headed to the second floor of the house.

Martin had also left work, and Helga was probably planning to stay behind to finish cleaning up and closing the store.

“Kaaaa!”

“You seem to be drinking something.”

Sylvia reacted to the sound I made while drinking vampire blood fresh from the refrigerator.

Now that I think about it, maybe I made too much noise?

“Oh, is it too big?”

“That’s not true. Even if you feel at ease, I have no intention of saying anything.”

…If you really look at it this way, there were no angels.

– Beep.

As soon as Sylvia turned on the TV with the square remote control, she suddenly heard the sound of something falling downstairs.

“….”

“Silvia, did you hear?”

“I think it would be a good idea to come down for a moment.”

“Me too.”

I thought it would be a good idea to go together just in case.

Sylvia picked up something invisible in her hand and went down the stairs to the first floor.

Then… the sight we saw.

“…Gagging! ….Ouch!”

It was Helga, whose neck was crushed by the wire tied around her neck by a hyena beast, and her blood was dripping.

“Ugh!”

I screamed involuntarily at that terrible sight.