Chapter 18 About Onboarding
Two children who looked alike immediately pulled X behind them, and the long-haired girl shouted:
Who are you?
The short-haired "girl" pressed close to X's body, adopting a defensive posture.
Due to the sound of the two falling and the abnormal spatial fluctuations, the staff on duty had received an alarm.
A series of hurried footsteps approached from outside the door. Upon hearing Tiphereth's voice, the employees' hearts leaped into their throats. What if he reacted too late and the three adults inside were injured…?
The employees who were caught in the crossfire quickened their pace, yanked open the door, and rushed inside.
What's going on?
TipherethA nearly jumped onto the table, looking like she was about to duel the "intruder," while TipherethB tried to drag the supervisor away.
The "intruder" sitting on the table was also a young child.
However, the employees did not let their guard down. The example of the senior cabbage was right there; he also looked young, but with sheer physical strength, he could kill them with a single punch.
The black-haired youth looked at one of the "intruders" and asked:
Is it silver?
The girl with long black hair has a similar feel to Ryunosuke.
Akutagawa Gin looked at the unfamiliar young man still holding a spoon, nodded, and acknowledged his identity.
“Lisa, okay, these are Sinclair’s family.”
"This is family, and that one?"
The girl with long blonde hair pointed to another person, the boy with short, iris-colored hair who wasn't part of the plan.
Yes, it's fair to say that Silver's landing here was a mistake. So, who are you?
As if sensing everyone's doubts, the boy slowly raised his hand to indicate that he was harmless.
The employees wore EGO armor made by the Queen of Abominations, although it looked like pink dresses worn by magical girls in comics.
She stood between TiperethA and the boy, a magic circle appearing before her star-shaped pink staff as she began to gather power. If the boy showed any sign of distress, the power of love and hate would immediately pierce through his body.
"I was dragged into this."
Under threat, the boy tried his best not to make any unnecessary movements. This place made him feel uneasy, as if his innate power had been weakened or even taken away.
“A man with long white hair barged into the office and threw something strange at me and Yin. I blocked it, and that's how we got here.”
The boy continued to explain, and Dazai Osamu saw the girl behind the "magical girl" clenching her fists, as if she was enduring something.
"manager!"
The little girl with long blonde hair ran up to the black-haired young man in the black shirt, intending to complain, but the young man instead questioned her:
"I clearly adjusted the parameters. There is only one target this time, and it is impossible to bring other people."
How did you get here?
Dazai also wanted to know how he came to be. If that cube was a supernatural ability, it should have disappeared the moment it touched him.
If not, then what is it? A product of technology? How could such a thing exist in this era?
Since observing the "book," everything in the world has been moving along its trajectory, and at the age of 14, he joined the Port Mafia with Mori Ōgai.
But then a high-ranking member from a non-existent organization appeared, and Akutagawa was taken away for medical treatment with Barbaresco's intervention. Now, something unbelievable has appeared.
This...this...this is absolutely amazing! Isn't this hilarious!
After a brief silence, the boy, still at the table, suddenly brightened his amber eyes, as if tiny stars were twinkling within them.
X was startled by the starry-eyed look. What's wrong with this kid? He seems a bit mentally unstable.
"Manager," the bright-eyed boy said to the highest-ranking young man in the room.
"I just blocked that thing; who knows if it was a bomb."
"And that white-haired gentleman is one of yours, right? I've been dragged into this by you, haven't I? Now I can't go back to the Port Mafia, you'll take responsibility, won't you?"
The "magical girl," who was gathering her strength, slowly typed a question mark. Was this outsider morally blackmailing the supervisor? Was he crazy?
Is the supervisor the kind of person who can be morally blackmailed? He's the kind of person who'd find an angle to launch an execution attack when the clerical staff are all huddled together—is he serious?!
As soon as the boy spoke, the room fell silent. Even the usually boisterous TiperethA fell silent, staring at the warrior on the table with incredulous eyes.
"You mean, you want to join the company?"
The black-haired youth broke the silence, his voice cold, a stark contrast to his tone when he had questioned Yin earlier.
Hmm? Something seems off. Is this some kind of shady organization?
The room door was left unclosed due to the urgency of the situation.
A man with a slightly flushed face, dressed in a black suit with a green armband, and long green hair staggered in. He seemed a little dazed, as if he hadn't quite sobered up yet.
"Supervisor, what are you doing, Honglu and the others?"
He swallowed his words and stared blankly at the strange scene before him. Was his supervisor going to eat the child?
TipherethA frowned as she looked at the drunken man: "Netzach! How did you get so drunk?"
"Weren't we off work?" No one expected that they would need to work overtime.
The man ignored the boy on the table and walked straight toward his target.
"The child Honglu brought has recovered," he reported as he passed the black-haired youth.
Netzach wanted nothing more than to collapse into his chair. The excessive alcohol consumption made him want to sleep, but work was looming ahead of him, and all he wanted now was to finish quickly.
"You must be Gin."
Netzach extended his hand to the dark-haired girl. "Come on, Ryosuke is waiting for you. Your brother is cured."
The most distinctive feature of Lobotomy Corporation is that it guarantees high employee welfare, which is specifically reflected in its treatment of their families, including clerical staff who are considered consumables.
If an employee unfortunately dies, the company will provide a large sum of money as a compensation, and as a member of the family, the employee can naturally enjoy this due benefit.
Where is Mr. Dazai?
Yin heard a familiar name, but what about Dazai Osamu, who was implicated by him? It seemed that these adults did not treat him well.
"You go with Giovanni first, Silver."
X said, "Since this Dazai-kun wants to join our company, I need to talk to him first. You should go find your brother and Yoshihide."
The little girl, hesitantly led away by Netzach, who was barely managing to muster his spirits, kept turning back to look at him as she left.
"Sir, could you please have this lady move her weapon?"
He could already hear her softly chanting incantations. Was she really a magical girl? Or was it some kind of supernatural ability?
The black-haired youth took the glasses handed to him by the short-haired girl who had been sticking close to him, put them on, looked himself up and down, and then stopped the magical girl's chanting.
"Mia, stop for a moment."
These are very strange values. The boy in front of me has an unusually high mental value, and his caution level has reached EX. What kind of chosen divine body is this?
Aside from self-discipline (level 4), courage and justice are only at a pitiful level 1. Is he a one-sided warrior?
Dazai Osamu looked at the black-haired young man scrutinizing him. Was there something strange about those glasses? Could it be that this manager was actually nearsighted and wore glasses to see what he looked like?
"How old are you this year?" the young man asked an unexpected question.
What does it mean that Dazai Osamu got stuck for a moment?
“14 years old, sir.”
Despite being accompanied by two child ministers, X decisively rejected Dazai Osamu, who was still a minor.
"We do not hire underage employees." This is our bottom line.
"But sir, aren't those two employees?"
Dazai Osamu's gaze fell on Lisa, who had just threatened to fight him, and on Enoch, who had been sitting quietly the whole time.
"They are my adopted children, so they are considered family members."
If you're adopted by A and C, then rounding up, how can it not be considered being adopted by X?
"Manager, stop wasting time talking to him. Do you need me to contact Geburah for you?"
Lisa glared at the real 14-year-old boy who was using them as a raft.
“Sir, I really have nowhere to go. My guardian is still in the hands of the Port Mafia. If I just disappear, they will label me as a defector.”
When the future Black Mud Demon's moral blackmail failed, he tried to play the victim.
I'm sorry, Mr. Mori.
Unfortunately, the person on the other end was a heartless manager. He only knew that cultivating such a one-sided genius would take time and wasn't really worthwhile.
However, what to do with the child is a problem; we can't just send the child to Carly's place...
"Have you ever been to school? Where did you go in school?" X asked the probing question.
If someone is highly educated, it seems like they could send them to Benjamin. He had previously mentioned to me that we were short-handed, mainly because we lacked smart people.
The ministers are all busy with their own work and can't help their poor colleagues. X even has to consider whether to post a job advertisement.
Seeing the boy suddenly fall silent, X had a bad feeling. No way, you look smart, but you didn't even go to school?
"Never mind, you should go to the records department and report to Minister Hokma first."
"Mia, you go down with him."
The employees, dressed like magical girls, followed instructions and led the boy, who had no idea what kind of hell he was about to enter, deep into the company.
X watched the two figures disappear, hoping that this seemingly intelligent child could help Benjamin. The rest was up to him. If all else failed, he could be transferred back to a higher position and slowly recuperated.
He was also very curious about how such a strong tendency to excel in certain subjects came about.
The supervisor sighed inwardly. The most important thing now was to go out and post job advertisements. Why was it so difficult to find a smart employee?
A note from the author:
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I will never type while playing video games again.
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