More than half a month later, the subtle changes in the Thirty-ninth District finally began to spread within the Tokyo Area.
It wasn't that Sima Heavy Industries had leaked the information, nor would Morin, Elder Matsuzaki, and the little lolis actively promote it. However, subtle changes such as "new buildings in the Thirty-ninth District," "Cursed Children gradually disappearing," and "someone in the Thirty-ninth District purchasing a lot of food and clothing" were still noticed by those who were interested. Subsequently, many rumors spread throughout the Tokyo Area.
The problem was that although the Tokyo Area generally harbored hostility towards the Cursed Children, not many people had so much free time to specifically go to the Thirty-ninth District to vent their anger on the Cursed Children "It's good that those monsters left, just don't appear in front of me!" This was definitely the thought of most ordinary people in the post-apocalyptic era. Even individual ordinary residents who were ruthless in attacking Cursed Children wouldn't idly run to the Thirty-ninth District, which was so far away, just to make trouble for the Cursed Children!
However, the Tokyo Area's hostility towards the Cursed Children was definitely not formed by the majority of ordinary people on their own. The forces behind the scenes, who were the instigators, obviously didn't want to see the peaceful scene within the Thirty-ninth District...
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Tokyo Area, an office building in the Twelfth District.
This was an office building close to the edge of the Twelfth District, with no large-scale commercial streets or office buildings nearby, and even the residential areas looked sparse, creating a somewhat desolate scene.
However, for certain groups that didn't operate on the right path and were involved in gray or even black market activities, this environment wasn't too remote, there weren't too many people around, and they didn't even need to deliberately look for places to do certain things, making it the perfect first choice for a stronghold for example, now in the office building whose decoration had nothing to do with an office building at all, completely resembling the office of a yakuza organization, a fierce debate was taking place in the conference room!
"Boss, do we really have to take a trip to the Thirty-ninth District?"
"That's right! There's no profit to be had in the Thirty-ninth District, just a pile of rubble and debris. Are we really going to make trouble for those monsters?"
"Exactly! I heard recently in the Thirty-ninth District, there's a very strong Civil Security officer lurking there..."
In the conference room of the office building, several underlings of the Aota Gang, who had just been called in by their new boss, couldn't help but mutter. Even though they didn't dare to openly contradict their boss, their attitude of looking for excuses to shirk responsibility was very obvious.
There was no way around it. Who asked the Aota Gang to have just changed bosses more than a month ago? In just over a month, the new boss had just stabilized his position and hadn't established any prestige. Naturally, these underlings of the Aota Gang didn't have much fear. Not directly opposing the boss sitting at the head of the table was already considered them being somewhat cautious!
"...Have you all finished speaking?"
The new boss of the Aota Gang, Aota Kazuichi, looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, his face twitching and even turning a dark, ugly expression. After the underlings all stopped talking, his slightly low voice carried a hint of helplessness and sinister meaning.
"Boss, we just feel it's a bit inappropriate!"
Seeing Aota Kazuichi's ugly expression, except for two underlings with solemn faces, the other three looked at each other. Finally, the strongest among them, Sakata Ichiro, spoke without any scruples.
The other underlings had different expressions but didn't say anything about Sakata Ichiro's rebuttal of Aota Kazuichi's actions.
The so-called Aota Gang was actually just a small group that mingled in the gray and black areas of the Twelfth District after the Gastrea War. They didn't inherit the strength of the yakuza organizations of Japan's past but inherited one of the rules of the black societies in Japan and even the world the law of the jungle!
Aota Kazuichi, who had just inherited the position of boss of the Aota Gang, hadn't done anything to convince the other executives besides inheriting some of the power left by the previous boss, and there was no talk of him being widely supported. Seeing that the new boss hadn't yet established his own prestige, Sakata Ichiro, as a leader in the Aota Gang who was a top figure in terms of strength and territory, naturally had the thought of whether he could replace him.
However, Sakata Ichiro didn't know that his tentative rebuttal of Aota Kazuichi's words this time actually made Aota Kazuichi laugh!
"Sakata-kun, are you saying you oppose my decision?"
Aota Kazuichi, who looked at most to be in his thirties, looked at Sakata Ichiro and the others with a smile that wasn't angry, asking with a playful tone.
"Boss, I'm not opposing your opinion!"
Aota Kazuichi's strange reaction made Sakata Ichiro's heart suddenly sink, feeling that something was wrong. However, seeing the other executives watching from the side, Sakata Ichiro, unable to show weakness, tried to explain vaguely, "I think, should we reconsider..."
"Hehe, then Sakata-kun, you can go to Yomi-no-Kuni and reconsider properly!"
Seeing Sakata Ichiro's defense, Aota Kazuichi impatiently waved his hand and shouted.
The next moment, the previously closed conference room door was suddenly opened, and more than ten armed men holding firearms and short swords rushed in directly.
Sakata Ichiro and the others, who hadn't expected such a Hongmen Banquet scene at all, didn't react. They tried to grab their weapons to resist but found that they had only brought daggers and the like to this meeting. Facing the deterrence of real firearms and the sharp katana held up to them, Sakata Ichiro had one of his hands severed and was subdued. The other four underlings wisely chose to raise their hands in surrender.
Something had happened in the conference room, but the followers that Sakata Ichiro and the other underlings had brought didn't react at all. They had long been directly disarmed by their prepared opponents!
"Sakata-kun, goodbye!"
Seeing Sakata Ichiro's arm severed, clutching his bleeding hand and screaming while being pressed onto the tatami mats by several strong men, Aota Kazuichi stood up directly, unhesitatingly pulled out a handgun and shot Sakata Ichiro. Then, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the few specks of blood that had splattered on his face before turning to look at the several executives who were as silent as cicadas in winter: "Now, you shouldn't have any more considerations about my orders, right?"
"No! Boss!!!"
Hearing Aota Kazuichi's words, the four underlings who had been frightened by the scene just now all answered in perfect unison.
Just kidding! Sakata Ichiro's corpse, who had mentioned "consideration," was right in front of them. They, who had rarely seen a shooting murder scene, were truly terrified. Facing Aota Kazuichi's words, their obedience was higher than ever before.
What made the four underlings' eyes light up was Aota Kazuichi's next words.
"Listen up, for this operation, those who do well, I will consider rewarding them with the several shops and territories under Sakata Ichiro's name!"
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Later, the quieted conference room.
Aota Kazuichi, who had just successfully established his authority, didn't have the slightest happy expression on his face. Instead, he looked at the special mobile phone he had just taken out with a hint of fear and worry.
On the screen of that silver-gray, obviously special mobile phone, a command written in cipher had been translated. The content of that message, which was set to automatically self-destruct after being clicked, was: [Order, One-Winged Aota Kazuichi, must expel or kill the Civil Security officer in the Thirty-ninth District of the Tokyo Area within three days! The operation can be disguised as the actions of anti-Gastrea radicals!]
"Expel or kill the Civil Security officer..."
Seeing this message that had already begun to delete itself, Aota Kazuichi's face became even more solemn and worried.
Civil Security officers! They weren't like the Aota Gang, a yakuza organization that operated in the gray and black areas. They could legally possess weapons and even had combat personnel like those monster-like little girls as weapons. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe them as mercenaries from before the Cataclysm!
Aota Kazuichi really didn't want to provoke such dangerous individuals if he didn't have to.
However, Aota Kazuichi looked at the specially assigned phone and then at the wing pattern tattooed on his chest, his face full of bitterness: did he even have a choice? Expelling and killing that Civil Security officer would probably still involve some risk, but if things went well, he might complete the mission easily. If he didn't carry out this mission, would that mysterious organization he had recently joined let him off?
After careful consideration, having seen the tip of the iceberg of that mysterious organization known as "Goshokai" after being absorbed into it, Aota Kazuichi gritted his teeth and made a decision.
This matter, either he wouldn't do it, or he would do it thoroughly to show the organization his capabilities!
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