Otherworld Company Chapter 224.2: I Thought It Wasn’t My Job, That’s When My Job…

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 So, I do my duty of giving the explanation as asked of me.

 

 I explain the hypotheses I had constructed in my head while fighting, in order.

 

 The first is that there is no ostensible merit to the other party’s actions.

 

 

“There is no reason to insist on such an overt act of terrorism in the first place. It would be more efficient to place a bomb in the facility than to take such an overt action. But the other side keeps taking conspicuous actions. It is the same with not stopping the TV broadcasts. Even after they failed, they dared to resort to rioting.” (Jiro)

 

 

 I then convey the nuance that the cultists’ actions are only a means to an end, not directly connected to the objective, which is an act of terrorism.

 

 

“From that it is clear that the enemy’s goal is the collection of negative emotions, but that is only a process.” (Jiro)

 

“Process? What do you mean? The enemy’s objective this time is to contaminate the seal by causing deaths here, and it’s not easy to prepare a bomb here in Japan. It is also possible that they are simply short of materials.” (Voice)

 

 

 At this stage, I had expected a rebuttal.

 

 Based on the prior information, I knew that the objective of the other party was to open up the seal that had been kept under tight control by the organization.

 

 However, this was only because the conditions were met, not because the information was absolutely certain.

 

 It is just the most probable story.

 

 

“It’s no use talking about what ifs. The situation is changing every minute. We must do what we can.” (Jiro)

 

 

 That’s why I have to make them think it’s a matter that must be dealt with at the same time, not denied.

 

 Even while I was thinking about this, an enemy attacked me, trying to reach their goal without regard to my convenience.

 

 I launch him with a palm strike to the jaw, and when he is defenseless, I give him a hard blow to the solar plexus.

 

 Even if he is insensitive to pain, he cannot move if he cannot breathe.

 

 With my opponent falling to his knees, I move on to deal with the other attacker.

 

 

“Listen to me. The other person has no problem with different means. It is true that killing the dead may be the ‘most efficient’ way, but it is not the only way. That raises the possibility that the other party’s actions may not be what we think they are.” (Jiro)

 

 

 As usual, the eyes of the cultists are cloudy, and they stare at me with eyes that reflect no thought, and they are swinging their swords, which have their blades chipped many times before, at me.

 

 For a moment, I wonder what these cultists are thinking, what they want, and why they are acting the way they are, but I tighten my mouth and move my body reflexively, not allowing that to dull my consciousness.

 

 The coming attack is designed so that it will not hit their comrade who has just been silenced and is slumped down, but other than that, it is a random attack.

 

 It’s easy to deal with.

 

 I grabbed his wrist as he descended, and then threw them away.

 

 Then, as the sword falls out of his hand, I strike their throat with a single thrust.

 

 If the amount of force is not right, the blow could crush the throat, but if the force is right, it can be an attack that restricts breathing and blocks the opponent’s movement.

 

 

“The opponent didn’t care which one it was. Whether it is fear or death, negative thoughts are available. There must be a place to accumulate them. What they do with that energy is up to them. You know more about that than me. I don’t know what it will be used for. I don’t have time. Find it quickly.” (Jiro)

 

“…I’ll submit a report.” (Voice)

 

“I’ve told you before, and I’ll tell you again, if I’m right, they’ve made a lot of progress.” (Jiro)

 

 

 It would have been best if the bombing had been successful, but the enemy was not satisfied with just that.

 

 If it is prevented, they won’t get anything, but if they get it, they’ll get an explosive amount of negative thoughts from the bombing, and even if they get a certain amount of it, they know it might not take much time to stop them. However, a riot has more guarantee.

 

 Well, thought out.

 

 If a speech by that leader-like man is intended to stir up fear, it is better to hurry.

 

 

“Phew, the evacuation is complete for now.” (Jiro)

 

 

 Looking around while maintaining my stance, I can see the last young couple running in.

 

 This allowed the assembled public to be accommodated on a slightly elevated stage.

 

 We were able to surround them.

 

 But some of that group of people are a group of unconscious bombers.

 

 We have to act while protecting the bomb.

 

 I wanted to tell them that they could rest now in front of us, but they were a group of cultists who showed no sign of resting.

 

 I scolded myself for looking down on religion, and though I was wondering what to do, I had already decided what to do.

 

 Just intercept.

 

 I was confident that other people would solve the problem naturally.

 

 

“Now, another task.” (Jiro)

 

 

 Ah, if they’ve set things up and found the mastermind, they won’t use me because of the organization’s reputation or anything like that, but they will deploy their forces on their own after that. [T/N: Don’t talk like it’s set in stone Jiro. Your luck is really low.]

 

 There is no need for me to go through the trouble after this.

 

 Somehow, the end of the work to be done early in the new year is in sight.

 

 I suppressed the urge to sigh.

 

 

“Jiro, it looks like the next job is not over here, but somewhere else.” (Kirika)

 

 

 But it seems that God is annoyed with me for not coming to visit him for two years.

 

 My mother taps her earpiece and tells me that someone is calling.

 

 The sight alone gives me a bad feeling.

 

 Oh, I have a very bad feeling.

 

 I said it twice because it’s important.

 

 

“Mr. Jiro, can you hear me?” (Kirie)

 

“Yes, I can hear you, Ms. Kirie. Please excuse me conversing while I work.” (Jiro)

 

 

 What I hear instead of the voice of the man on the surveillance team is the soft-spoken Ms. Kirie.

 

 Judging by the atmosphere, I hope that this operation has ended.

 

 

“Please leave that work to the personnel we have prepared. I’ve just sent a pickup. Please ride there with my sister and go to the designated place.” (Kirie)

 

 

 I was about to fight the cultists to show that I was busy, but she stopped me completely.

 

 

“…I’m not a full-time employee here.” (Jiro)

 

 

 Implicitly, I said that I am just a temporary employee, not a regular worker.

 

 This should prevent the main request from Ms. Kirie that I will hear later on.

 

 If I don’t do that, I’ll end up running into trouble again.

 

 I’m already getting into trouble early in the new year.

 

 I did what I had to do.

 

 If that’s the case, then I hope you’ll let me have a peaceful New Year.

 

 

“Unfortunately, we don’t have the strength to waste letting you play with them. We will discuss the payment later, so questions and answers will be held at that time.” (Kirie)

 

 

 However, Ms. Kirie is also my mom’s younger sister.

 

 She clearly separates public and private life and thoroughly cuts through my opinions.

 

 I’m not saying they should pay me.

 

 I almost want to scream that I just want to go home.

 

 

“Jiro.” (Kirika)

 

 

 My mother grabs me by the shoulders and shakes her head from side to side as if to say it’s not over yet.

 

 Judging by the look on her face, I guess it’s not really over.

 

 I want to let out a sigh, but I can’t help it if it’s important work.

 

 

“Got it.” (Jiro)

 

 

 I let out a word of acknowledgment, and when I heard the sound of the helicopter, several black shadows descended in their wake.

 

 All of them are wearing black equipment and have guns in their hands.

 

 

“They are the anti-riot unit of the organization. No one will die. Mr. Jiro, sister, we don’t have much time.” (Kirie)

 

“You’re really being rough with people, you know? You’re starting to look like my mother.” (Jiro)

 

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” (Kirie)

 

 

 Then, my mother grabbed a rope and took her to the helicopter.

 

 I also grabbed the rope and got into the helicopter.

 

 

“So? Where are we headed, Ms. Kirie?” (Jiro)

 

 

 We are accommodated in a helicopter and the helicopter flies to its destination.

 

 That’s the time to explain what we need to do.

 

 When I asked Ms. Kirie where we were headed first, she answered.

 

 

“Well, it seems that Jiro’s prediction moved to the dangerous path. We are going to the Aokigahara, at the foot of Mt. Fuji.” (Kirie)

 

 

 Fuji, the most famous mountain in Japan.

 

 

“The fortune teller says that some kind of ritual is being held there. Something bad is being summoned.” (Kirie)

 

                                         

 And it seems that in some famous places, even worse things are being done.

 

 

Note for the Day

Be on your guard.

The job always falls on you if you’re not careful!

Ah, it’s the first one to talk, is the first one to lose.

 

T/N: LOL. This is why we don’t count our chickens before they hatched Jiro. 

 

 

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