Chapter 256: The [Dark] Organization’s Humanistic Care
“Mmm.”
The fleshy tentacles behind him spontaneously formed a chair, gently pushing Kurokawa Iori towards the table. The young boy lightly smoothed his slightly messy cuffs and looked up.
Although he had repeatedly watched the photo on his student ID countless times before, the girl who now appeared before him, dressed in a completely different everyday style, made Kurokawa Iori’s gaze tremble just a little.
The young boy slightly organized the fluctuations in his heart and gently pushed up the glasses on his nose, looking directly at the black-haired young girl who was looking down.
“How did you feel about your previous mission?”
Kurokawa Iori’s question, which carried a touch of humanistic care, was slightly beyond Kazumi’s expectations. However, this mission was also a assessment of her abilities from another perspective, so the young girl quickly found a suitable sentence from the backup phrases to answer.
“With Lord Sakuraba’s care, the mission was completed smoothly. I just did what I was supposed to do.”
Kazumi maintained a low posture, and her words were very conservative. This could not be blamed on the young girl for not daring to say anything else, because before she could figure out her boss’s true personality, for the sake of her own life safety, this was the most suitable answer Kazumi could think of.
“Mmm.”
Kurokawa Iori looked at the humble and unassuming girl before him with some satisfaction. He had seen everything from the previous battle with his abilities.
The calmness, strategy, and raw strength displayed by the girl were completely beyond his imagination, and she was even comparable to some experienced combatants.
But it should be known that this seemingly short and cool young girl had only recently awakened her abilities and had been brought into the organization by his own hands.
[Could it be that they left some contingency in the serum?]
A strange thought flashed through Kurokawa Iori’s mind, and his thoughts began to wander. After all, the developers of the serum were Kazumi Shimizu’s parents, and the girl’s current growth in strength did not quite align with the previous experimental records.
Moreover, even if the ability mutation was enough to reach this level, the psychic’s control over their power would never be as effortless as Kazumi had previously demonstrated.
The only explanation was that Dr. Shimizu and the others had played a trick in the relationship between the serum and their bloodline, and with their abilities, they were capable of achieving such a result.
Turning his head in silence, Kurokawa Iori finally saw Sanae Fujika, who had been standing by his side since he entered. A hint of displeasure appeared on his usually calm face, and he reached into the flesh storage bag beside him, grabbing a folder covered in mucus and tossing it towards the stunned Sanae Fujika.
“Go, submit this month’s report.”
Sanae Fujika received the file bag thrown at her with both hands, but her eyes were filled with fear. She knew her boss’s tone all too well.
Generally, this kind of calm, suppressed with a hint of manic aura, indicated that the other party’s emotions were beginning to become unstable.
Although she didn’t know why the regular report, which was originally scheduled for the middle of the month, had to be submitted so early, her strong survival instinct, honed over a long time, drove her to nod earnestly. She glanced at the silent Kurokawa Iori, then turned to look at Kazumi beside him, and walked towards the door with small steps.
“Then…”
The manic emotions in his eyes slowly faded. Now that the obstructive person had left, Kurokawa Iori brought his gaze back to the young girl in front of him and was about to speak to Kazumi again.
“Lord Kurokawa, the author—” “Boom!!”
Her slender arm exploded, turning into countless red muscle fibers, and finally formed a terrifying flesh hammer, which smashed fiercely towards the source of the sound outside the door.
The sound of a balloon being popped, accompanied by a huge impact, came from outside the door, and the blood dripping from the boy’s retracting giant arm proved that this outburst was not without its rewards.
“So, all of Pi’s permissions are open to you, now get lost!”
Kurokawa Iori unpatiently shouted at the pulp outside the door. He manipulated his blood-stained right hand, trying to return it to its original appearance, and as if mindful of Kazumi’s presence, he even retrieved some tissues from the side and wiped it.
Then he raised his head, and his previously violent expression returned to its gentle demeanor as he spoke softly.
“If it’s about your abilities, you can tell me now.”
“…”
Even Kazumi was a little confused by this sudden change in personality. But her previous conservative statement seemed to have been misinterpreted by her boss as her unwillingness to reveal her abilities in front of others.
Silently adding a few words like “capricious” to the personality tag of [Shell], Kazumi continued to maintain a serious expression, carefully choosing her words as she spoke.
“My abilities… may still have some shortcomings. If there’s a next time, I won’t let them escape.”
Kazumi wasn’t sure what points [Shell] cared about – whether it was the strength of her abilities, the completion of the mission, or the outcome of her battle.
But no matter what, admitting fault first was definitely the right thing to do. This was a life experience Kazumi had gained from her so-called disgusting school life in her previous life.
“Shortcomings? Are your abilities related to the [Underworld]?”
Kurokawa Iori repeated the young girl’s words, asking.
“Yes, Lord Shell. According to Lord Sakuraba, the exotic beast I control possesses the same aura as Lord Sakuraba, and the source of our abilities is also similar.”
Kazumi nodded, not quite understanding what her superior wanted to know about her abilities.
“Then next time I’ll mention it to Sakuraba and have him teach you some ways to use your abilities.”
The young boy’s fingers tapping stopped, and he turned to look at the time on the bottom right of the computer, seeming to be thinking about something.
“Thank you, thank you, Lord Shell.”
Looking at the girl’s hasty respectful demeanor, the young boy’s mind conjured up the previous excessive background investigation of Kazumi Shimizu. He crossed his long fingers and placed them on the table in front of him.
“Kazumi Shimizu.”
“Yes, Lord Shell.”
“You don’t have to mention the organization’s name here. As my subordinate, you can just call me like Sanae and the others.”
“Yes, Lord Kurokawa!”
Correcting the girl’s slightly unfamiliar address, Kurokawa Iori’s stiff eyebrows and eyes became animated. He sat up straight on the disgusting tentacle chair and continued.
“Originally, I was supposed to tell you about the organization’s situation and our team’s main responsibilities today. However, due to the previous mission, our team suffered heavy casualties, and there’s no one to guide new members at the moment, so I’ll be the one to introduce it to you.”
[Introduction to the organization!]
Kazumi, who was looking down, felt a ripple of emotion in her heart. The most difficult thing to deal with was the unknown. If she could know even a little more information, the young girl would be able to formulate corresponding preparation plans.
Although she nodded silently on the surface, Kazumi was now fully focused, intending to remember everything Kurokawa Iori was about to tell her.
However, the information she expected did not reach her ears. Instead, she heard the squelching sound of footsteps on mucus and the sound of wind blowing past her.
Raising her head slightly in confusion, she found that the young boy who had been sitting in the chair had somehow walked to the door. The young boy’s delicate and handsome appearance looked exceptionally sinister against the backdrop of the bloody and blurry door frame.
As if sensing the girl’s gaze, Kurokawa Iori picked up his phone and waved it gently, and strange but natural words were conveyed to Kazumi’s surroundings.
“Let’s go, we’ll talk while we eat.”
