Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

His eyes were constantly following the virtual screen displaying the ever-changing data. Suddenly, his rapidly moving eyeballs paused for a moment, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

“A divergent branch, is it? No need to pay it any mind.”

……

Eighth District,『Leo』Base!

If it were a normal Skill-Out group, the image that would come to mind would probably be a dilapidated factory, a concrete floor, and exposed rebar.

However, this Skill-Out group called『Leo』is fundamentally different from other Skill-Out groups.

The headquarters' location is indeed in the abandoned area of the Eighth District, just like other Skill-Out groups.

But the base of operations is completely different.

Clean, tidy, and with a freshly painted main building.

Revolving automatic doors, with two huge money trees placed on both sides of the entrance, and the interior is entirely paved with white tiles.

Reception desk, elevators, and everything else are complete and in perfect order.

This is what makes the Skill-Out group called『Leo』fundamentally different from other Skill-Out groups.

Other Skill-Out groups are still operating on a superficial level.

Being brave and aggressive, fighting everywhere every day, bullying lower-grade students, and robbing them of their money.

And some of the more ruthless ones smuggle guns, sell drugs, and force young girls into prostitution, which also exists in more chaotic areas.

The Eighth District used to be such a place.

But after Haramura Makoto integrated it, it completely changed.

Haramura Makoto outlawed all irregular establishments within the Eighth District. There is absolutely no way for drugs to flow into any part of the Eighth District.

As for making a living, it comes from opening KTVs, bars, and massage parlors, industries that were originally in the gray area.

In this city, operating legitimate businesses definitely has a place.

However, those who have made money through illicit means cannot tolerate the long return cycle of legitimate industries.

But Haramura Makoto can.

Inside Haramura Makoto's office on the top floor of the building.

“Makoto-nii.”

“Yeah, although that title is technically correct, I don’t know why, but when you call me that, I always feel a pain in my kidneys.”

“Can you not call me that anymore, Freymea?”

The large office chair is just right for Haramura Makoto, whose physique has grown to be no different from that of an adult.

And in his arms is a girl.

She looks to be about seven or eight years old, with slender limbs, soft, flowing wavy blonde hair, fair skin, and clear, bright blue eyes.

Overall, she looks like a doll living in the real world.

Looking at her clothes, you would think so even more.

Based on white and pink, adorned with fluffy ruffles and lace, and wearing a miniskirt and pink thick stockings on her lower body.

This is really a style that only appears in figures and games.

“Probably, no can do.”

“After all, Makoto-nii is Makoto-nii.”

“I don’t want any other titles.”

The blonde little girl sat in Haramura Makoto's arms, swinging her little legs as if playing with the surface of the water. Hearing Haramura Makoto say this, the corners of her mouth turned up high, but her gaze was fixed on the computer screen in front of her, quite focused.

“Is that so? Then let’s just stop here.”

“A little girl shouldn’t be playing such a bloody game anyway.”

That's right, what made this little girl named Freymea so focused was not a shoujo anime, nor a shoujo game.

But a zombie-killing game, a game called Resident Evil, where everything can only be described as bloody and violent.

“Ehhh, no way.”

“I finally made it to this level.”

The thing she cared about the most was being threatened, and the little loli immediately succumbed to Haramura Makoto's lewd power. Her hands, which were originally grabbing the mouse and pressing the keyboard, were now using both hands to tightly hug Haramura Makoto's left hand, which had already reached for the power button.

“Then what should I call you?”

“Haramura-nii is too distant.”

There is absolutely no way she can stop playing the game. This is her, Freymea Seivelun's, spiritual food. This is the result of her five full days of effort.

Plus, how much moe she sold to get this game, how much she begged and pleaded to get her hands on it.

So, she can only compromise on this.

“Then just call me Nii-san, anyway, forget about the name Makoto-nii from now on.”

“Okay, although I still think Makoto-nii is better.”

The girl nodded in agreement helplessly. No matter what, the game is more important now.

Giving such a perfunctory response, her little hand was about to re-cover the mouse, ready to restart her journey to clear the game.

“Alright, that’s enough for today.”

“Also, isn’t today the day your sister is visiting you? Hurry up and wash your face and tidy up.”

Haramura Makoto directly grabbed Freymea by the back of her collar and lifted her off his lap.

“Ehhh, I completely forgot.”

Sticking out her tongue, tilting her head, closing one eye, tapping her head.

For some reason, Haramura Makoto always had a sense of déjà vu with this series of actions.

“Hanzo, you take Freymea over there later, and then pick her up when her sister notifies you.”

Haramura Makoto spoke towards the empty doorway, and at the same time, the door opened directly.

A man who was not very tall, even short, wearing a black suit, with a white cross pattern embroidered on his black shirt.

“Yes, I will protect Miss Freymea’s safety.”

And of course, this man named Hanzo was not the only one who entered this room.

There was also another man as tall as a gorilla, with muscles all over his body.

“Komaba, is there anything?”

Chapter 016: Trace Handling

This is a strong man like a gorilla. The bulging, knotted muscles under his shirt look like they could burst through the clothes and explode at any moment.

“Boss, I have something to report.”

Contrary to his extremely destructive appearance, this man's voice was very calm.

“I know.”

“Go ahead, take Freymea, Hanzo.”

Freymea is usually the type who likes to make noise, but when it comes to serious matters, this child never messes around.

Like now, she obediently went out with Hanzo.

“Sit down, Komaba.”

Komaba Rido, the former leader of the Skill-Out group『Skill Out』, whose sphere of influence was located in the Seventh District.

Similarly, the man named Hattori Hanzo and the girl Freymea Seivelun were both members of『Skill Out』.

They appeared here because Haramura Makoto, in order to extend his influence into the Seventh District, chose them as his target.

Just controlling the Eighth District?

Of course, Haramura Makoto could not be satisfied. Then, occupying a place in the most chaotic and complex Seventh District was a matter of course.

Therefore, Komaba Rido, the leader of the Skill-Out group whose style of behavior was somewhat similar to his own, naturally became Haramura Makoto's primary target.

And Komaba Rido was indeed impressed by Haramura Makoto's personal charm.

There was no bloody battle or anything like that. It can be said that Komaba Rido gave up his leadership position very smoothly and peacefully, brought the entire『Skill Out』into『Leo』, and handed over the territory he held in the Seventh District to『Leo』.

“Boss, according to the news,『Big Spider』has been reorganized and established.”

“Reorganized? That guy is really persistent.”

“What, is he back?”

Haramura Makoto, who was spinning a pen, suddenly stopped, originally looking down at the documents, now also looked up.

“What I want to say is this.”

“If that man came back, there would be no need to report to you. The problem lies in this.”

Komaba Rido handed the notebook he was carrying to Haramura Makoto.

Haramura Makoto did not delay, directly opened the file and browsed the documents above.

The amount of content inside can be regarded as huge, but at Haramura Makoto's speed of browsing ten lines at a time, he quickly finished reading it.

“Smuggling, forcing young girls into prostitution, now all that's missing is drug trafficking, this guy has it all.”

Directly closing the notebook, Haramura Makoto had no interest in reading the rest.

“I can understand what you mean.”

“This is different from that guy. The former will only limit the scope of his actions to a minimum, and he will not cause trouble to our side.”

“Yes, Boss.”

Komaba Rido nodded directly.

Don't look at Komaba Rido's big and rough appearance, he is actually quite thoughtful.

But Haramura Makoto, who knows Komaba Rido very well, can still see through him directly.

“So what, what about it?”

Haramura Makoto directly pushed the question back with a counter-question.

“You need to understand one thing, no matter what that guy is thinking, or whether he has changed greatly in temperament after some things.”

“The current『Big Spider』can no longer be kept.”

“We cannot allow such a disorderly and bottomless organization to operate within our sphere of influence.”

The ballpoint pen in his hand started spinning again.

“I know you admire that guy, but if he is going to be detrimental to our interests, then we can only eliminate him!”

“You shouldn’t have forgotten our goal, right?”

Komaba Rido was completely silent. He could not answer any of Haramura Makoto's questions.

Of course, he would not forget their goal.

To control all the Skill-Out groups in Academy City and bring the entire Academy City under control.

To protect those Skill-Outs who are bullied by Espers, and to prevent Skill-Outs from retaliating and provoking Espers.

Including the termination of obscene places.

This was his goal. He had done the same in the past, but he was subdued by Haramura Makoto, whose ability was stronger than his own.

So what Haramura Makoto said was not a problem.

If it was the original『Big Spider』, they could turn a blind eye to it, but if it was the current『Big Spider』, then it must be eliminated.

Especially since『Big Spider』is located in the Tenth District.

The most rotten district in the entire Academy City, with the worst security and full of polluting research facilities.

Dealing with it directly in this kind of place will not cause any chain reactions.