Chapter 73 Kazumi’s Request
“You’ve never joined the [Dark] Organization?”
Fuakada Akihiko’s answer surprised Kazumi. If she hadn’t joined the [Dark] Organization, what were all the things she had done before?
“Hahaha, actually, Kazumi, you joined a small organization I created before, which has nothing to do with the [Dark] Organization. There won’t be any problems even if they investigate.”
Seeing Kazumi’s expression, Fukada Akihiko gave a dry laugh and said guiltily.
Fukada Akihiko’s answer made Kazumi raise her eyebrows uneasily, her expression changing subtly, and she asked.
“Then, Uncle Fukada, do you mean all the things we did before were just playing house with me?”
“No, no, no, Uncle was just trying to prevent you from doing anything irrational for revenge. I promised Masato and the others that I would take good care of you.”
Seeing Kazumi’s face gradually darken, Fukada Akihiko inwardly cried out that it was not good and hurriedly struggled to explain his reasons.
“Then what about the missions we did before?”
“I secretly delivered the items, and I also transferred some of my subordinates…”
“And the contact codes?”
“I made them up. Don’t all people your age like this style?”
“…….”
Several bags of snacks were thrown like cannonballs at Fukada Akihiko opposite him. Fukada Akihiko, admitting he was in the wrong, cooperatively fell onto the sofa, hit by the snacks.
Kazumi, looking at Fukada Akihiko who had fallen onto the sofa with a scream, blushed in front of someone other than Sato Shinichi, which was a rare sight.
After all, this matter was too embarrassing. Although it was all something her previous self had experienced, playing a little villain and hero game with her uncle and dreaming of future revenge, it sounded too chuunibyou!
Actually, Kazumi had suspected it before. For a dark organization that was the largest gathering place for villains in the country, its missions, handover methods, and street codes were so down-to-earth, even a bit like what she saw on TV?
What kind of contact codes like the death of the Dragon Lord were too chuunibyou! And also Kazumi’s previous doubts: obviously, Fukada Akihiko’s shadow abilities were much more useful than her own broken coffin, so why did he insist on using her abilities to do some so-called missions?
And now the truth was revealed. In fact, all of this was planned by her Uncle Fukada, with the purpose of preventing her from doing foolish things out of revenge. Before, Kazumi simply thought that this uncle was just arranging for her to do some odd jobs outside the organization to financially support her life in a decent way, because the relationship between the two was a bit tense at that time.
But she never expected that even the organization itself was fake!!!
Was this Truman’s Show?!
Kazumi, pouting, gave Fukada Akihiko opposite her an annoyed look. Frankly speaking, Kazumi understood the logic. The original owner, Shimizu Kazumi, who was chuunibyou when she was young, did indeed have the intention of joining a villain organization and avenging her parents in the end. And Fukada Akihiko’s actions were the best care from an adult’s perspective.
Otherwise, what would be on Fukada Akihiko now would not be a few ordinary snacks, but the scalding tea water in front of him!!
“Kazumi, understand your uncle. I promised Masato and the others that I would protect you as you grew up. If I hadn’t seen that you’ve become much more sensible after starting a relationship, I wouldn’t have told you this truth.”
Fukada Akihiko picked up the snacks from his body and put them on the table, saying to Kazumi with a pitiful expression.
“Hmph!”
Kazumi, who originally wanted to continue speaking, let out an involuntary hmph from her throat upon hearing Fukada Akihiko mention Sato Shinichi, her cheap boyfriend, again.
“But that doesn’t explain how I wasn’t detected by the polygraph. After all, I also know that you are an executive of the [Dark] Organization.”
Rubbing her hair that was almost reaching her shoulders, Kazumi looked up and asked her question.
“Well… this should be caused by your own abilities. Since childhood, your constitution has been different from others, but as for the specifics, you’ll have to ask yourself.”
Fukada Akihiko scratched his head. He wasn’t sure about the reason for this matter and could only offer a guess.
“Abilities?”
Muttering the words Fukada Akihiko had said, Kazumi once again fell into thought. It seemed that her abilities were not as simple as they appeared to be!
From the reduction in her sleep time at the beginning, to the indifference towards emotions and acceleration of thought she discovered later, and now her counteraction against lie detectors.
Connecting this to her Black Coffin ability, Kazumi seemed to vaguely grasp a clue, but she still hadn’t grasped the most crucial point. Just as she was about to take out her notebook from the Black Coffin to construct a mind map, she was interrupted by Fukada Akihiko opposite her.
“Kazumi, have the matters regarding Warhammer been resolved? Do you want Uncle to help you?”
“It should be… okay. Since Uncle said I haven’t joined any organization, they’re not afraid of being investigated. However, there’s something I might need Uncle Fukada to help investigate. Is Dragonji familiar with Warhammer?”
Kazumi shook her head. After these two rounds of events, she felt that Grandpa Sato’s suspicion towards her would be dispelled to some extent. Now, as long as she maintained Sato Shinichi, her fundamental support, she was not afraid of any unexpected developments. Coupled with the support of her mother-in-law, Kazumi was full of confidence in her future.
“Dragonji? And Warhammer? I’ll investigate when I have time and give you the news. I don’t remember them having much interaction.”
Kazumi’s news made Fukada Akihiko a little concerned. The [Dark] Organization had its own intelligence network for these mainstream heroes, especially the powerful heroes in the top rankings. From personal preferences to the development of their abilities, there were detailed records, but Fukada Akihiko really didn’t have much impression of the relationship between Dragonji and Warhammer that Kazumi mentioned.
Waving his hand and sending a beam of energy upwards, Fukada Akihiko turned his head back and continued to ask Kazumi.
“Is there anything else you need Uncle’s help with, Kazumi? Do you have enough living expenses recently? If not, Uncle will give you some more.”
Looking at Fukada Akihiko who skillfully took out money from his pocket, Kazumi couldn’t help but complain inwardly a few times, but she didn’t stop Fukada Akihiko’s actions, only slightly raising her head.
“There is one thing, it seems I can only ask Uncle Fukada for help…”
“What is it, Kazumi? Just tell me. As long as it’s something you want, Uncle can get it for you.”
Hearing his “daughter’s” rare request, Fukada Akihiko patted his chest magnanimously, looking as if he would even pick the stars for her if she wanted them.
Kazumi’s face showed a serious expression, her lips slightly parted, and cold words came out of her mouth.
“I want… corpses. Human corpses.”
