Chapter Chapter 12: RATH 12 TL: Eevee (1/2)
RATH 12
TL: Eevee
2. What is this. Scary. (5)
#7 Their story: the story of the spies in the evil organization. (2)
Gulp.
The saliva that’s gathered in my throat goes down automatically.
At present I actually am a spy. I can’t get caught here, but the opponent is the woman who hit me with that weird object last time.
“It’s been a while, mister No.1.”
She’s smiling brightly, but my heart’s shrinking back on itself. She made that exact same smile when she hit me last time…
“Th, th Senior, you don’t have to be polite with me…”
“Ah, that’s alright. Because this is official work. Master said that if I speak with you too easily like a casual setting then it isn’t work.”
Ahh, does that mean she’s going to beat me up in an official setting!
If she’d hit me with that stick, let alone my own identity I’m almost certain I’d spill the beans on all the ducal family’s secrets as well.
Feeling pleasure even though it hurts! It was the devil’s weapon that made me ashamed of myself.
“Now then, it’s shorter for men so I’ll end it quickly.”
“Ye, yes!”
When I thought about it at a later date I wondered why it was shorter for men but at the time I didn’t have the leisure to care about that.
“Are you a spy?”
“No, ma’am!”
“Alright. We’re done.”
… Wut?
This organization, how is it still running?
#7 Their story: the story of the actual future member of the evil organization.
“No.1000?”
“Yes.”
“I shall begin the questioning now. Is your preference for older, or younger men?”
Preference? What’s that?
“What you like.”
Mmm… What I like. Then of course.
“Meat?”
“Preferences in people.”
“Someone who cooks good food?”
“Hmm… This is a first…”
The pretty big sis is frowning.
Did I do something wrong?
“Someone who cooks good food… Then what about the instructor?”
The instructor?
The instructor makes delicious food.
The desert fox steak he made for us before in training was really tasty.
The instructor is amazing. There’s nothing he can’t cook.
Animals, fish, bugs, tree bark.
The moment he said there’s nothing in this world you can’t eat I realised I still lacked comprehension of the world.
“The instructor is really good at cooking!”
“…This is quite the conundrum…”
After we talked a bit the pretty big sis scowled harshly and walked out.
Mm… did I do something wrong?
#8 Their story: A certain organization’s evaluation
No.1: Ordinary overall.
No.17: Great belief in the organization. A trustworthy asset
No.1000: Cannot tell her thoughts at all. Caution advised.
The trainee evaluation ended.
It was unexpected that No.1000 had a cautionary label, but since words don’t really get through to her something like that could happen or so I thought.
Anyways, that’s a relief.
That girl Sia, considering her own history I half wondered whether she would fail them or not.
Luckily they all passed. If there were any spies among my disciples then there would be a massive red line across my CV, that has to be avoided at all costs.
Therefore.
Let’s teach them some ideals.
Well, I’m not making them a socialist or any other weird doctrines.
If your colours are too bright then you stand out. That’s the law of nature. It’s a law of nature that weak animals have camouflage.
If my disciples had a queer ideology, and they said I was their teacher?
I would also be seen as someone with dangerous ideals.
Therefore, my disciples need to be a lovely shade of grey.
So that they don’t stand out to those without talent, and so those with talent will fight over them.
Normally the more they’re wanted from both sides, their price goes up, and as their teacher a little something finds its way into my back pocket to put in a good word.
But unlike the training done so far which is half-automatic by this point, it is very hard to plant ideas into people.
Ideals are a total of everything that they have been exposed to in the world.
Therefore changing that is as much of a shock as saying their entire life is a lie.
In that case, how would I give these kids that shock?
“This time is real combat.”
Naturally, by beating them.
I can’t remember who said it, but someone did. That there’s nothing easier than persuading someone that’s mentally defenseless.
There’s a reason why they do their best in torturing and mind breaking captives, after all.
And someone else said this.
A healthy mind in a healthy body! Therefore, if the body is invincible, so is the mind!
First up is our No.1.
Hm. He’ll make a good example.
His pretentions of kindness are oddly annoying. Of course there was that time where he tied up No.17, but compared to the others he’s oddly morally uptight.
Since No.17 already made a contract with an archdevil she’s going to go down in history as an archvillain, and No.1000 is easier to persuade by giving her tasty food.
This is all for No.1’s sake.
No villain dies quicker than one that holds onto their morals.
“Yes, sir.”
He takes up a stance with his sword, eyes peeled open.
Now, time for a choice.