Chapter 117 Sigma has arrived! Ango is in danger! ...
Under the guidance of Mr. Yunyi, the player has a deeper understanding of Kenshin, but the specific sword moves that have evolved from this are not discussed for now.
The player who finally walked out of the training room now has an urgent matter to do.
"Sigma, are you here?" Carrying the gift, the player walked to the door of the Intelligence Department - the NPC with the beauty mole stationed here had been forced to take a vacation by the player, so the player did not see any trace of him in the Intelligence Department.
Ever since the player picked up Sigma, the wild golden light, on Leibo Street, he quickly arranged everything for the two-color ice cream and even gave him an encyclopedia of daily life, hoping that this NPC, who he had just met for five days, could quickly master the knowledge needed for daily life.
Because of Two-Color Ice Cream's unique abilities, the player put his name under the Intelligence Department and gave him a personal office, just like the hardworking Ango Sakaguchi.
The player whose special ability is construction shook his hair and said: Building a few more personal offices and a few buildings is a piece of cake!
Walking to the door of the room with Sigma's nameplate, the player chose to knock on the door in a friendly manner, as this was a room he had never entered before.
The people inside the door made a series of crackling sounds the moment they heard the sound, and it took a long time for them to calm down.
With a creak, the door opened.
"It's you... Long time no see." Seeing the black-haired girl again, even though her figure had changed, Sigma was still deeply impressed by the day they first met.
"Long time no see, Sigma! How are you adjusting to Port Mafia? You look like you've gained a few pounds, which is great."
The player looked at the somewhat reserved Two-Color Ice Cream NPC, jumped directly onto him, and said, "I'm sorry for the sudden visit, but I have a special gift prepared just for you!"
Sigma instinctively hugged his family member, who had transformed into a cute little girl. Upon hearing her question, a smile unconsciously curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Thank you for the gift... uh..."
"Just call me Chiyo. Calling me "chief" is only appropriate in public. Otherwise, I'd be embarrassed." The player swung his legs in Sigma's arms and offered him the biscuit in his hand. "This is for you. It's a meeting gift!"
Luche's Cookies (Replica): Inspired by Luche's cookies, these cookies are a culinary creation. Infused with both Luche's warmth and the player's skill, they are adorable and delicious. Consuming them grants +5 Satiety and +5 Spirit, and can be stacked up to 6 pieces.
"Really? Thank you, Chiyo." The reserved NPC unknowingly relaxed under the player's deliberate interaction. After taking a look at the gift in his hand, he was even more surprised. "It's cookies! I love this!"
"Hehe! This is my masterpiece!" The player opened his hands with a smile.
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After touring the room with the two-color ice cream, I found that in addition to the knowledge encyclopedias given by the players, there were also many books on psychology, intelligence, etc., and next to the desk was a schedule handwritten by Sigma himself.
"Sigma, you've really worked hard..." the player praised loudly, looking at the seemingly nervous two-toned ice cream NPC in front of him, "You're really amazing!"
"Because I feel that with my current abilities, staying in the Port Mafia seems a bit... redundant?"
Sigma, who has no memory of the past, often feels like a duckweed on the water, with nowhere to go. It so happens that the family member he considers as his own is the leader of the mafia, Kamikami Chiyo, and brings him into the Port Mafia.
In a place like the Mafia where profit is paramount, if he's valuable enough, he'll probably be able to stay here...
For this, he was willing to pay any price! And now all he could pay was time, which was the least lacking thing for a person without any strengths.
"I want to help you. Chief Chiyo... No, my family, Chiyo." Sigma clenched his fist and said this.
"..." Looking at the NPC with a determined look but a downcast mood, the player fell silent.
Look at this mood that is so low that it seems like it is about to rain. The Two-Color Ice Cream NPC has really taken saying one thing and thinking another to the extreme!
"Do you remember what I said when we first met, Sigma?" The player jumped out of the NPC's arms and gently landed on the desk piled with books. His golden eyes reflected his eyes, which were the same color as his hair, and asked.
"Yes, I have never forgotten." Sigma replied in a low voice.
"Your special ability is to exchange the information that the person you touch wants to know most with the information that you want to know most, right?" the player said in a very affirmative tone.
"Yes, you are right." Sigma's voice became deeper.
"Then listen carefully. The moment I exchanged memories with you, I understood one thing."
"I understand. You had a strong desire to find a place to call home." The player looked at the NPC, who seemed a little incredulous, and continued, "I invited you after careful consideration under these circumstances."
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Looking at the black-haired girl's childish face that was inconsistent with the one in his memory but whose eyes were the same as before, Sigma couldn't help but fall into memories.
[In my memory, a black-haired girl, barely taller than my shoulders, beamed with joy. She extended a hand to my bewildered self and said, "Do you want... a home?"]
"Since I have made a solemn promise, I swear in the name of the leader that as long as I am still the leader of the Port Mafia, as long as the Port Mafia continues to develop according to my wishes, then my promise will never expire." Touching the textured hair of the two-color ice cream, the player's face was full of tolerance for the 'newborn'.
"Take this place as your home, as your sanctuary, Sigma."
The player tore off a cookie and stuffed it into the mouth of the wide-eyed two-toned ice cream NPC, breaking off a piece for himself. "There's no need to be so tense, no need to be so panicked, and no need to recklessly strain yourself, because this is where we'll be together forever—"
"I believe the Port Mafia will get better and better, right?"
If nothing unexpected happens, players will definitely play this game for the rest of their lives!
You dispelled Sigma's inner uneasiness. Your Intelligence +1.
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Seeing Sigma regain her spirit, the players felt relieved, but at the same time, they had no intention of her coming here in person with her short legs.
That is - take Sigma to Lupin Bar!
The trio who had been drinking with the player were already waiting there.
"This is Sigma. Odasaku is probably the only one who doesn't recognize him, right?"
In a familiar bar, dimly lit, a bartender, remarkably cyborg-like, expertly mixed drinks. The player briefly introduced the two-toned ice cream NPC behind him to the waiting group.
He was a guy who was quickly recruited into the Port Mafia by a small leader, but his special abilities are still unknown.
Sigma, the man found in the dilapidated hut where the little leader of Leibo Street was...
"So you're Chiyo-chan's...family." Dazai Osamu, who had a connection with Sigma, moved the ice in the wine glass that had been chiseled smooth by the bartender and glanced at him nonchalantly.
"Ah, it's Mr. Dazai." Sigma, who had met the black-haired, bandaged boy before him before him before him, spoke cautiously, his tone tense. Then, as if thinking of something, he straightened his slightly bent back.
Dazai Osamu looked at Sigma with his eyes slightly narrowed. The man who was originally lying on the bar changed his posture instantly, and said to the little leader with a mournful expression, "Chiyo-chan, didn't you ask Odasaku and I to drag Ango over here? You didn't say you would bring anyone here——"
Most of the time, Ango was kept silent by Dazai Osamu, just drinking tomato juice and pushing the glasses that had slipped off his face.
Meanwhile, Oda Sakunosuke was happily enjoying a bowl of spicy curry, which made Ango Sakaguchi want to complain – why would a bar have spicy curry?!
Also, why is it that Mr. Oda can remain calm and do what he wants to do under such circumstances?!
"Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth! You all are my wings!" The player, noticing the uneasy atmosphere, skillfully smoothed things over and shouted, "I must have my reasons for bringing two-toned ice cream!"
"That's why I asked the hardworking Anwu-kun to come here as well!"
"Double-colored ice cream..." Under the gazes of the onlookers, Sigma pointed at himself hesitantly and asked, "Are you... talking about me?"
"Hehe, that's right! Because your hair is like the color combination of taro ice cream and milk ice cream! It's so fragrant and soft!" The player pointed at Dazai Osamu, Oda Sakunosuke, and Sakaguchi Ango one by one. "As for these people, your nicknames are Bandage Spirit, Pigeon Spirit, and Office Animal Spirit!"
The bandage-wielding Dazai Osamu, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body: "..."
Oda Sakunosuke, the pigeon spirit who has shouted the slogan three hundred times but hasn't written a single chapter of a novel: "..."
Ango Sakaguchi, a corporate slave who never has to get off work and can't wait to sleep in the intelligence department: "..."
You sit at home and the pot falls from the sky!
It turns out that people should not be happy too early. The smiles that originally belonged to the three people's faces now all shifted to the leader's face!
After some laughter and joking, the player found a chair, padded it with some cushions, and sat down. He said to the three drinking buddies, "My goal today is to regain my lost memories. Let's see what I trained during that time."
"Sigma's ability is to exchange the most desired information of the person he touches with the information he himself wants to know, while Ango's ability is to read the memories left on objects."
"As long as Ango exchanges the memories he read from my items with his special ability with Sigma, and then Sigma will exchange these memories with me!"
In this room with only five people, players were filled with anticipation, their voices growing louder and louder. "Maybe I can use these fragmented memories to piece together what happened during the time I lost my memory!"
"Because I lost this memory, I even have problems using the sword. Then, Mr. Yuichirō attacked me from beginning to end, even my little finger wasn't spared—"
"Huh? Ango, what's wrong with you? Are the tomatoes in Lupin's bar expired?"
Before the player could finish his words, he saw Ango Sakaguchi, who was sitting there quietly, suddenly change his expression. The tomato juice in his mouth spurted out without any regard for his image, leaving a long mark at the corner of his mouth.
"You have an upset stomach? Do you want me to check it out for you, Ango?"
Sakaguchi Ango, who had been constantly called by the players, fell into a deep silence. Sigma, who had been holed up in his office and rarely left, had a special ability that was perfect for exchanging information for intelligence work...
Sakaguchi Ango, who suddenly learned of this fatal news and was about to exchange information, said: ...Will he really be able to walk out of Lupin Bar alive today?
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