MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 1

After coming to this world for so long, I finally got lucky once.

Mr. A would like to…

Not long ago, he exchanged items for the system by using the energy obtained from saving Kenji Hagihara.

"Innately evil temperament..."

"Dear, believe me, after using it, you are the most evil cub, and all the people around you who have an affair with the darkness will notice you. The evil organization may attract you. Ps? Maybe someone will fall in love with you at first sight. People appear - (There will be gains and losses, please be careful in everything.

He originally planned to meet a person from a black-clothed organization to get on the line, but he did not expect to catch a big fish with great luck.

Rum…

The dignified second-in-command of this criminal organization actually bought flowers by the roadside, presumably because there was something hidden in the bunch of flowers.

But saying this is as weird as organizing the topkiller and his little brother to ride a roller coaster, but with a hint of rationality.

In short, Mr. A, who was going to buy an ice cream with his last possessions, caught his attention.

For someone like Rum, there is no such thing as coincidence.

The boy who took the ice cream from the clerk was stared at by the people around him with strange eyes. The clerk obviously had good professionalism. After accepting the banknotes, he gave him a crooked finished product.

The boy smiled and accepted his inadvertent apology, his lead-ash eyes swept around, and passed over Rum, as if he didn't notice it at all.

But this is obviously impossible. Guys who can't see the light always have a way to identify their own people.

Just as he was like a little black in white in Rum's eyes, it must not be a coincidence that he came here on purpose.

With that unique temperament, Rum at least disguised himself as an ordinary person, but the other party did not restrain at all.

Flowers that do not belong to the peaceful world, are full of violence and blood, and grow from evil, are so conspicuous on this street.

He was trying to get himself to notice him. This is Rum's judgment.

The middle-aged man's mouth was slowly raised, and one hand was already holding the gun at his waist. He followed the boy into an alley shrouded in shadows.

The harmless-looking boy turned around, and his face was reflected in the darker and darker eyes.

Rum aimed the gun at his head: "Then, let's talk about your purpose first."

Mr. A?

He was completely at a loss, wondering why just buying an ice cream would attract a pervert with a gun.

However, since he has a gun in his hand and this guy is not an official person, he is obviously a criminal.

Dressed in black... Could it be someone from the Black Organization?

A Jun raised his hands, indicating that he had no weapons.

"My purpose? Just waiting for an opportunity." The opportunity to join the black organization.

He narrowed his eyes and bit every syllable clearly, "Can you give me this chance, sir?"

It's not the first time that Rum has encountered someone who offered him a self-promotion. But it was the first time since he became second in command.

The man looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally put away the gun, the corner of his mouth smiled wider, "It depends on what you can do, prove your worth to me, I don't need a flower that can't stand the wind."

He threw the bouquet in his hand and landed it in the boy's arms, "Follow me."

A Jun looked down and glanced, it was a white gardenia.

So this isn't the so-called love at first sight... is it?

he thought uncertainly.

—

Rum brought back the boy, and the other party found him on the street, which undoubtedly proved his strength, but after sending the photo to his subordinates, even with the power of the organization, he could not find the slightest trace of the other party. But Rum is obviously not going to recruit people directly.

And the fighting power of this kid is not even as good as that of ordinary people.

It's not that he can't be partial, but everything he is good at must make up for his shortcomings.

The ones that have been in the limelight lately are...whiskey, bourbon, scotch, and rye...right...

Rum knocked on the solid wood table and said to the boy: "I will assign you to three people, and they will temporarily become your instructors. Of course, it is your freedom to participate in training or not. However, if they think you are worthless— I don't need a dull knife."

"And if you think one of those three is a rat, then I'll allow you to kill it on the spot, and vice versa, of course."

Mr. A has passed the shock and excitement after learning the name of the other party, and calmly said: "So what is the time limit?"

"Until I deem qualified."

In terms of overlord, Party B has no human rights. After all, it is an illegal organization. Well, black households are not protected by labor law. A Jun pursed his lips and smiled, "You are so strict."

"I have no shortage of people I can use," Rum said.

The man stared at him with falcon-like eyes that did not match his honest appearance.

"Okay..." Mr. A pressed his right hand on his chest and bowed his head to him.

—

The car that Rum sent to pick him up arrived soon. The driver looked to be in his 40s. He was quite careless about this trip, but now he met the boy's eyes, and his back straightened involuntarily. clothing.

He... is he dissatisfied with his contempt?

The driver is just a low-level scoundrel, and to get into this with one-handed driving skills, knowing the current affairs is naturally the most basic virtue.

Even if the teenager in front of him is less than half his age. But just because the other party is appreciated by Lord Rum, killing him is not much different from crushing ants.

Besides, this guy doesn't seem to care about human life, oh, it's not accurate to say that, maybe he also cares.

Care for fun.

It's not something he can afford anyway.

The driver got out of the car at the speed of light, and diligently opened the door of the back seat for the teenager, and even hit his hand on the upper frame of the door to prevent the teenager from hitting his head.

"You can take a nap, it's about an hour and forty minutes to the airport."

As for why it is an airport, of course, because whisky is now mainly active in foreign countries, Japan itself is the base camp of the black organization, but not everyone is qualified to intervene.

Mr. A is sighing with the system for the thoughtful service of the black-clothed organization, and frowned upon hearing this, "Wait."

Driver: "Yes! What are your orders?"

Jun A was startled by him, and swallowed what he wanted to say: "No, it's fine."

[A-Jun: Are the people in the organization so... enthusiastic? 】

[System: Maybe it's because of Rum. 】

[A gentleman: Makes sense, so am I pretending to be a fox now? Well, who cares about him, in short, I can live in a house tonight, and the organization is so rich, the environment must not be much worse. 】

[System: Yes, congratulations. 】

[A gentleman: woohoo-]

Mr. A just came to this world a week ago. His body was picked up and others didn't want it, and he didn't have any memory or anything.

I do not know the name of the body, nor do I know the specific experience, and I have never met anyone who knows the body. So Mr. A has always been regarded as a three-no consumable item.

Until he knew that the new body needed to spend energy to get it.

After facing the explosion in place of Kenji Hagihara, A-kun, who was faced with two options of repairing his body and creating a new one, tearfully ordered the first half that was cheaper.

It turned out that the self who completed the task actually had to use a body all the time?

Three new years, three years old, and another three years of sewing and mending.

How can it be so miserable.

[System: You can choose to re-acquire the body. 】

[A-Jun: It’s not the system-kun’s energy. It’s not the system-kun who needs a new life. Of course, standing and talking won’t hurt your back! For me every bit of energy is a small step towards the future! 】

【A-jun: So you have to die once? If I just save people and escape, I will definitely be more motivated. 】

[System: No. Death is an inevitable event at this node, the cornerstone of the world. You can help him avoid a death, but the world will continue to face the fate of death in order to fix the bug you made. 】

Mr. A was silent for a while, [Speaking of which, I don't even have an ID, I don't have a passport or anything, can I go abroad like this? 】

Strictly speaking, the system brought Mr. A to this world by smuggling. Because the world consciousness does not allow outsiders to enter.

But they are legal in another sense because they have the paperwork approved by the Authority.

But that's not the point, the point is that the world consciousness has been watching the veins of the world, and they want to prevent the death of the main characters, which is not allowed.

The system uses an opportunistic method, which is equivalent replacement.

At the time when the character should die, Mr. A who smuggled in dies. At this time, if the difference between Mr. A and the character's plot weight is small, the judgment of world consciousness will pass, and the character can continue to live.

And this weight depends on the scenes in the comics, the degree of involvement with the main line, and the comprehensive score of the two.

When A-kun came to this world, it was the day that Hagihara Kenji died. It must not be possible to go up and die directly, because A-kun at that time was just a background board.

So Mr. A was in a hurry, took an iron rod left by a certain bad boy from the roadside, and rushed into the convenience store on the street to rob. At this time, Hagihara Kenji and Matsuda Jinping were both in the convenience store. So the subdued gentleman A succeeded in becoming a passerby.

Passerby A's role is obviously still a long way from Hagihara Kenji. Unless Mr. A hacked into the US system on the spot to get the nuclear bomb code and tell the world. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to reach the weight of a member of the police academy immediately.

The situation appears to be in a dead end.

[System: Do you want to exchange your identity? 】

Rum seems to think that he is very good at intelligence due to some misunderstanding. So there is no fake identity for him, and if he asks for it... Not sure what will happen. Still, don't take risks.

[System: Chenghui 99 energy. 】

Very expensive. Mr. A took out his passport from his pocket and ground his back molars.

It's better to save as much as possible, he doesn't want to fall into debt again...

On the day he first arrived in this world, Mr. A was being pressed on the counter by a black-haired policeman wearing sunglasses, and when he was desperate with the words [Weight: 2.5% (Passerby A)] on the panel, the system suddenly said another word. a method.

That is-

Being in a close range with the target person, purchasing props from the system, perfecting the mask for 1 minute, and becoming the target person to meet death, this can barely blind the world consciousness that does not pay much attention to this place.

But only for targets with weights below 40.

Exactly, Hagihara Kenji's weight is 39.

Mr. A seized the opportunity to break free the second before he was put on the silver bracelet, and while running away quickly, he took out a loan from the system to buy a perfect mask for 1 minute.

[System: Exchange perfect mask for 1 minute, Chenghui 199 energy, insufficient energy, the perfect mask has been issued for 1 minute, please pay attention to check. The system will charge a daily interest of 1%, please know. 】

A Jun murmured: "You are a profiteer, must be a profiteer."

Even 1 point of energy is depriving him of his future!

Matsuda Jinping has been closely chasing behind A-kun, he has no time to grieve for his future, and uses the props he just got at the next corner.

“Perfect Mask 1min…”

"Within a minute, you can become whoever you want to be, inside, out, out, even a girl—(Unlimited times, time can be split and used.

It took Mr. A thirty seconds to transform himself into an old grandfather he saw on the road just now, and successfully got rid of Matsuda Jinping who was chasing after him.

At this moment, Mr. A, who was sitting in the car, recalled the fear of being dominated by debt.

[Master A: Master System, after saving Hagihara-kun, I only got 1000 energy, it took 299 to repair my body, and my natural evil temperament was 199. Counting the interest that day, I still have 202 energy left. 】

[A gentleman: I said... I feel that my future seems to be dark. 】

[System: …Please don’t worry. 】

[A-Jun: You hesitated! You must have hesitated! Profiteer, I knew you wouldn't let me go woo woo...]

【system:…】

[System: Please don’t worry, I am a qualified system with a practicing certificate, and the products you buy are the uniform prices issued by the headquarters. In fact, there are plenty of side quests in addition to the five main quests, and that's your main source of energy. 】

【A Jun: Huh? Then can I only accumulate energy through the branch line? 】

[System: Please don't do this. If you don't complete the main task, you won't be able to revive even if you have enough energy. 】

[A gentleman: Ah ha ha, just kidding, I am a loyal reader of Detective Conan, and I can't let go of the regrets of the police academy team. So I will save them no matter what. 】

[A-Jun: Right, right, System-Jun, have I told you that I like Ling Jun very much, he is handsome and miserable, there is really nothing wrong with my appetite. 】

[System: Oh. 】

【A-jun: System-jun is so indifferent. 】

[A gentleman: Speaking of which, the single-digit 2 is so annoying, please change it for me. 】

So don't you feel like you're wasting your future at this time?

The system couldn't understand it, but it didn't ask, otherwise, Mr. A would definitely be blown away—the result came from big data, and the calculation based on Mr. A's behavior these days.

It silently put a jar of sugar on Jun A's hand.

"The Magical Endless Sugar Bowl..."

"There are all kinds of candies in it, whether it's children, adults, the elderly, sweet, salty, spicy, sour or bitter, there is always one that suits you. Try it out, it's from the inside. Sugar must be your favorite—"

[A gentleman: It is of no use at all. 】

The boy who made the ruthless evaluation opened the simple candy jar and took out a light blue packaged candy, which was a transparent hard candy with a small white cloud hidden in the middle.

Put it in your mouth without hesitation, after a moment.

[A-Jun: Well, it’s barely not bad. 】