Epilogue 1
The conference room at Kisaragi Corporation headquarters.
“Lilith, can you help me decipher Six’s report?” Astaroth hands the report printout to Lilith.
“His handwriting is messy, but I didn’t think it was bad enough to be illegible. Let me see… Sorry, nope. I can’t make heads or tails of what he’s saying, either.”
It takes a whole two seconds for Lilith to give up trying to make sense of Six’s final report.
“‘I’m pleased to report Tiger Man finds fulfillment in each and every day. Also, supopocchis are a lot tastier than I thought…’ What on earth is a supopocchi?”
“Don’t look at me. It also asks for me to upgrade Alice, which makes no sense, either…”
As the pair try to sort out the report’s details, Belial’s angry voice rings through the room.
“F18, F19! Care to explain your miserable performance in today’s exercise?! I know you can do better!”
“My apologies, Lady Belial… 19 and I started reminiscing about the past, and I just started to get homesick… I keep thinking about how hard it must be on Father, Mother, my sister, and all the kingdom’s citizens…”
“I, too, found myself thinking of my old companions… Heine and Russell are probably worried about me… They’ve always had a soft streak…”
The two men dressed in combat suits close their eyes, letting out a nostalgic sigh.
Belial looks at the pair rather skeptically. “Eh, I honestly doubt it. I don’t know how famous both of you were back in your country, but it’s pretty common for people to just forget about you after a week or two.”
“Lady Belial, surely that wouldn’t happen with us! I’m a prince and the Chosen One! I’m sure my kingdom has been in a panic since the moment I vanished…”
“While my loyal minions must still be looking for their lost pillar of the Elite Four…!”
The pair passionately object to Belial, spittle flying from their mouths, but are promptly silenced by Belial’s fist.
“Stop it with the Chosen One nonsense! You sound as stupid as Agent Six! And you, no calling yourself an Elite Four member without permission!”
Astaroth turns her gaze to the fussy trio abuzz in their corner. “I have to give those two credit. I thought for certain they’d wilt under Belial’s training regime…”
“Agreed, that was a pleasant surprise. But Belial’s always been the nurturing type. And it seems those two have seen their fair share of battle.”
The two rookies suddenly appeared on Belial’s lawn, and despite the endless battles against the Heroes, the pair has managed to produce results.
“I thought about sending them to reinforce Six, but perhaps it’s better to keep them with us for the time being.”
“It’d be a bit cruel to send them off to that planet within a few months of starting here. Hate to do this to him, but Six will have to make do with what he’s got. We’ve survived this latest counteroffensive by the Heroes, but it’s too early to let our guard down.”
The two then turn their gaze back to the report.
“…So what’s this mokemoke…?”
“Again, don’t ask me. I’ll have Alice write up a final report, too. We can compare the two and use that to figure out the details. As far as I can tell, though, it sounds like we’ve acquired some new territory…?”
The report is filled with sentences that are little better than gibberish.
But one stands out in particular…
“This last bit about narrowly avoiding disaster after trying to put socks on Grimm…”
“I know Grimm is one of Six’s subordinates. But I can’t understand what socks have to do with disaster…”
The two exchange glances and tilt their heads in puzzlement.
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