Chapter 50 (2/2)
Despite the fact that he did not trust her, he did not sense any signs of jesting; the information shops would not have maintained themselves for long had they done things to lose their credibility. Sam wouldn't go against her word, even if there was a suitable price, she wouldn't break. s.h.i.+zuru knew that as a matter of fact because he was well acquainted with her.
”Nguu…… Kihihi, gold coins are delicious. I can't hold back.”
Sam placed the gold coin that she received on the tip of her tongue, and then laughed again causing her shoulders to tremble. It was a bizarre sight to behold. Having said that, s.h.i.+zuru didn't mind as he had grown accustomed to it. Mary, however, was a bit startled.
This sort of eccentric behavior could be seen at every turn for them; since they had always been thought of as a group and not individuals, they were thought to not be human, that was s.h.i.+zuru's hypothesis. For instance, a group of puppet-like golems created by a magician. It was fitting in consideration of their artificial appearance and the bizarre s.h.i.+ne they released from the rust-colored eyes. s.h.i.+zuru had met ten Sams so far, and though despite the fact that they all had differing physiques and voices, they all had wholly identical eye expressions, and nearly identical gestures. If one were to conclude that a wizard transcribed all of the puppets one-by-one by himself, one could be reasonably convinced about such a mystery.
Though, he did not particularly have any intention of prying. Whatever be the true ident.i.ty of Sam, as far as s.h.i.+zuru was concerned, he just wanted to indifferently build up a friendly relations.h.i.+p with them.
”So, Sam. How many requests have you brought in today?”
After engaging in in light conversation with the black one who had black tea in one hand, s.h.i.+zuru got straight down to business. Sam, who had been sc.r.a.ping of the remains of pudding on the outer rim, abruptly shoved her hands into her sleeves; it's worth noting that only her mouth was exposed from her distorting hood.
――There were several ways in which to request for Black Maria to kill.
Each way differed slightly from squad to squad, and in the third squad's case, it is set up so that there was an intermediary with Sam as the lead. In actuality, eighty percent of the requests came to the third squad, so, because of this, Sam was biased in what she collected and brought, and came once every half a month.
”Onee, twoo, threee…… there are fifteen items. A prosperous business is enviable, right? Kihihii.”
”I'd still lose to you who is here there and everywhere, as well as handy. Besides, it doesn't feel good that this type of business is prospering.”
s.h.i.+zuru replied with a bitter smile, then began to look over the handed over requests. A majority of the requests were commonplace, ”normal” even. Targeted top-bra.s.s gang members, drug dealers, frauds, things that could be accomplished with ease in various ways. The market price(for these a.s.sa.s.sinations) was about two to three gold coins, nothing but side jobs.
”Truly, there are a lot of these fellows in the eastern district of the royal capital…… I wonder as to whether they could kill you or not.”
”Kihihii! I wonder how much it would cost to pluck out these growing weeds, does that not sound like a splendid story?Anyways, the usual brokerage fee please.”
”Yeah, I understand. The payment is the same as usual, once the client gets the achievement report, I deduct it from the money you receive.”
”Aye-aye.”
The conversation was more or less a preliminary confirmation as s.h.i.+zuru read through the request forms. Sam's brokerage searched and selected the requests well, so it wasn't necessary to watch out for traps or being lured out. ……Well, most of the time anyway; Ca.s.sy and Lady were driven by feats of strength.
”Kuhihii…… Ah, it seems that's all. Actually, this time, I was only asked to mediate one big request.”
”A big job?”
As a result of continuously sc.r.a.ping, after swallowing the last thin pillar of pudding, Sam announced such in a happy tone almost at the same time as s.h.i.+zuru took the last request. He was just waiting to open it; it was simply timing.
”Uh, is that so? There are several client signatures, and the reward is fifty gold coins. As for the target――”
s.h.i.+zuru simultaneously wrote down the target's name as he read it aloud. Sam stated the contents of the request in a peculiar voice.
”――This is an aristocratic a.s.sa.s.sination, is it not?”
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