How To Live as a Cyberpunk Solver

107. rabbit

Leonard tapped the Blue-Bee’s luggage compartment.

Actively reflecting the taste of remodeling, the trunk roof was opened and the rear seat was removed to expand the luggage compartment. It is slightly smaller than the existing pickup trucks, but it has much better output and can carry war machines.

“Did you load everything?”

“What about Sigma?”

“Is there no seat over there?”

“Oh, wait a minute. I think there will be a seat if you put away the machine gun…”

The new car’s first assignment was to move to 11-1 Street.

I had some affection for the house of Jake, the “broker,” but it was worse than my house and my room in my name. Leonard, Max, and even the emotionless Sigma looked oddly excited.

“I burned it over here!”

“Tie it well so it doesn’t fall off. Lock all the wheels.”

“I am still awake.”

“These bastards, they’re even charging electricity in a frugal way.”

It wasn’t just lighthearted. As the car increased to two, there was more storage space than before. Blue Bee, not blue, and black, not black pickup trucks started at the same time.

“Huh… Go with caution. I’ll call you right away if something comes up.”

Broker Jake saw off with a sad face. Like the proverbial saying, “What is my seat and what is my seat?”, he seems regretful when he leaves. Leonard smiled softly.

“It has been rough and petty in the meantime. I will never come to be beholden to you again.”

“…Well then.”

It’s not a good thing to be indebted to, so it was kind of a cheer and a good word. It’s just weird because the subject is the opposite. Leonard waved his hand once and shifted up. It was time to go back to our dear home.

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Leonard, Max, and Sigma made their way back to 11-1 Avenue, chatting with excitement over the radio.

It seems that he has been away for quite a while, but nothing has changed. Vagrants were still loitering in the first-floor lobby, illegal merchants and illegal casinos were still prevalent in the second-floor connecting bridge, and the elevator was still out of order.

“I still haven’t fixed this.”

“It’s a joke. I’m sorry.”

At this point, it was clear that he was determined and not fixing it. Beyond stubbornness, I felt something similar to conviction. Normally, it doesn’t matter much, but Sigma was the problem. The original AI Android, which is not afraid of heavily armed gangsters or meticulous hackers, has become infinitely smaller in front of the stairs.

“stairs. A fateful rival to the one on the wheel?”

“shut up. Use your strength too.”

Leonard and Max dragged Sigma back and forth up the ninth floor. It was a shame because he had already replaced his left arm, but it was not an easy task. I put the ungrateful Sigma on the last step and caught my breath.

“There is a saying called Gojingamrae.”

“I like all of Leonard, but the problem is that he sometimes uses difficult words.”

“The secret to my popularity?

“You know that. So that’s what it looks like.”

“…ah?”

Even though the job was a bit rough, there were no women who had smooth implants and earned good credit. In fact, there are quite a few people who have a crush on me, but I couldn’t date because I didn’t notice and hit the iron wall without realizing it.

In any case, the house was in good repair. The broken door was replaced with a durable alloy material, and both an electronic lock and an analog lock were installed. The interior furnishings have also been replaced with new ones. The most important TVs and transmitters were updated to the latest models, and Internet ports were installed in each room. This is because Max cannot dive without an external device.

“No automatic turrets? What about Claymore?”

“Is this a mutant scavenger base?”

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Junk Hill Hotel should have defense facilities, but Sigma was enough for one villa in 11-1 Street.

“Wow!”

Max looked around the grinning house and screamed when he saw the bed in his room. I’ve used used mattresses so far, but the cushioning, design, and design are worse than the bed. Leonard laughed as Max jumped on the bed and liked it.

“From today, I will pay for lodging.”

“Draw from my pocket money!”

With the cost of bullets, equipment, and pickup truck gas, there was nothing more to be paid.

Sigma, who is not human but looks a lot like a human, was also pleased with the newly renovated kitchen. I replaced the sink, refrigerator, microwave, etc. with new ones, and even bought a waffle machine, although I doubt how many times I will use it.

“The 2,777 cooking recipes stored in my data are available. I sincerely congratulate you.”

“Erase it because it takes up space.”

“Is this an order from the manager?”

“yes.”

“It is impossible.”

“…why did you ask?”

I could clear it by lowering autonomy and then manually entering the delete command, but it was annoying so I put it off until next time.

Leonard looked at the wall mount he had purchased at his own expense and hung up the gun and knife. It was quite plausible to hang Tiger Claw’s short Japanese blade and Lowell’s long Japanese blade side by side. When the credits run out, I will sell it at an auction, so I took a picture in advance. Then he threw himself on the sofa and put his feet on the table. The location, height, and scenery were just right.

“As expected, home is the best.”

Max and Sigma from their respective quarters agreed.

“Mr. Leonard, aren’t we having a party?”

“party?”

“There are certain things you must do when you move into a new house.”

Max brought up a tradition he had seen somewhere. Sigma actively agreed with the kitchen set. When 100% organic and 100% inorganic, breathing worked well.

“Guests are not invited. I’m going to buy potatoes and a drink, so keep it simple.”

“Yes, of course!”

“A total of 292 recipes using potatoes are printed.”

Leonard picked up his coat and went out. Since I had to eat anyway, I decided to go grocery shopping.

A minor mistake was that he easily trusted the shepherd boy and Pinocchio on wheels.

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There are often people who are simple compared to their popularity, such as Noah Lucas, the senior solver of A-044 City. Opening a can of cheap barley-flavored alcohol, I toasted the person next to me.

“I knew this would happen and bought another box! Come on, drink! Do you want to drink?”

Leonard removed the fake beer that he had forced into his grip and watched the chattering gang all along. One, two, three, four… A lot came in the short time I was on my way to the grocery store. While thinking about what to do with them, Leonard targeted the easy-going Noah Lucas.

“Can’t you work today? You must be busy these days?”

“All the brokers are closed, so where is the job? Thanks to someone, I am on vacation.”

Leonard, who belonged to ‘Who’, had nothing to say. It was easy because they were friendly, but it couldn’t be easy being a 20-year veteran. So he changed his target to a super-heavy-bodied cyborg that wouldn’t get drunk even if industrial methanol was poured into a drum.

“Didn’t you say the rattles were guarding you? Why are you here?”

“It’s shift work. It’s not like you’re stuck 24 hours a day.”

Do you think we’re close because we’ve done a few requests together? This is still very inconvenient. However, I couldn’t bear to tell ‘Ryan Bourne’ to leave. I was worried about what I would do to my new house because I had a bad temper.

“Me, me, me too, go, thank you…”

said a guest no less awkward than Ryan. It was especially difficult to be indebted to this one.

“What are you thankful for?”

“Chi, I don’t have many friends…”

“…Please enjoy yourself.”

Leonard stared at Max, the culprit. He seemed to have raised his assistant too well. After all, he called all the A-class solvers that even a few brokers couldn’t mobilize.

“I heard you recommended me to ‘Bald’ Jake. thank you.”

Of course, not all were famous solvers. ‘Skinhead’ Kruger bowed his head slightly. To be honest, I recommended it because of my experience working with ‘Dirty’, but it didn’t seem necessary to reveal it here.

“There are few useful solvers.”

The skinhead smiled as if it had sounded like you were quite usable.

Bottles were empty and cans piled high, but no one was drunk. The young Max did not drink, and the fixers with high implant rates did not tire out. We had casual chatter on a mildly agreeable level.

“When does the construction start?”

“The next major.”

“Would it cost quite a bit of credit?”

“It will be paid in installments, so the burden is small.”

The specific amount was not revealed, but I guessed that it was roughly 100,000 credits because they were fixers who had been rolling for a long time in Junk Town. It was a large amount even for a solver who did one strand at a time.

“It’s great too.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s rare to find someone who achieves their dreams at that age.”

Noah Lucas praised it. Leonard shook his hand with an awkward expression.

“Everyone has a goal, right?”

“Well? wouldn’t it? I can work, so I just work. It would be fortunate if I vaguely collected credits. Ryan, how are you?”

Ryan Bourne, who was picking up fries, frowned.

“Why are you asking me?”

“Are you just curious? what are you going to do later?”

The skinhead looked at the two with interest. Ryan Bourne mainly received gang-related requests and Noah Lucas mainly received secret contract requests, so I thought they were not related to each other, but seeing what they said, they seemed pretty close.

“I am preparing for implantation.”

“yes?”

“Because I’m not going to live with this body for the rest of my life.”

Everyone except Sigma stared in amazement. Ryan’s body is not a good body for everyday life, but it was not easy to imagine a Ryan bone that is not a steel body.

“How about your younger sister?”

“I, I, I…”

Elia hesitated and avoided answering. I think it was because Noah Lucas, who pretended to be friendly, was burdened, but Noah shrugged his shoulders as if he saw it.

“How about you?”

Skinhead shot the arrow back before it flew at him.

“Aren’t you the richest of the two? I have a house in White Town, and I know that I have a fair share of the business.”

“wow! Really?”

“Because I worked as a fixer for 20 years. If I had built a hotel, I would have built three.”

It’s a possible assumption when he earns as hard as Leonard, but he didn’t deny it.

“You said it a while ago. Just vaguely collecting credits. That’s my story.”

He looked like he was in his twenties, but inside he was an old man in his sixties. Unlike Ryan Bourne, who was in charge of guarding the ‘rattle’, and Eliah & Skinhead, who decided to pursue the liberation front, there was nothing to do these days.

“If Leonard builds a hotel, will he manage it?”

Ryan Bourne coughed. It looks like the tempura is stuck in your throat.

“Can you be a bunny girl?”

He also sipped beer. ‘Not worth my age…’ Max laughed as if it was a funny joke, but Leonard muttered quietly with his arms crossed.

“That’s not bad either.”

“uh? really? Is that what you like?”

“Don’t be a bunny girl. I mean working in a hotel.”

It wasn’t just for Noah Lucas. Leonard looked at the other fixers and nodded. I couldn’t live with gunshots, knives, and hacking forever, so if I worked at a hotel, I could accept it.

“I need to earn some more credits for that.”

Max pursed his lips. As the most newcomer, retirement was a distant future. Leonard said, chasing Noah Lucas, who imitated a rabbit, and Elia Garden, who clumsily copied them.

“Since the office has been reopened, I need to get a proper request.”

The request was not far off. The next morning, before the smell of alcohol disappeared, a new client came.