CHAPTER 2
It’s Usually the Boss’s Fault
1
We’re finally back at the base.
I take Heine, who’s been loafing around, out to the construction site for our future city.
“…I don’t know how else to say this, but you people really are several kinds of ridiculous…”
Seeing the Combat Agents busy themselves with work on infrastructure and buildings, Heine’s been in a state of mild shock ever since.
Thanks to the special materials, which are light, durable, and fireproof, the buildings are going up at a steady rate.
The various types of construction equipment scared her at first, but when she saw the countless pieces of heavy machinery working to move building materials, Heine could only stare with her mouth agape.
The Combat Agents looked smug upon witnessing Heine’s expression.
Yeah, I get it. This is the sort of reaction I’ve been dying to see, too.
Using Earth’s modern devices to completely redefine a primitive planet’s idea of technology.
That’s what I really wanted to use my Evil Points for.
My original plan was to be an exemplary Combat Agent and use them to summon some crazy-advanced weapons in the heat of battle, but I’d say blowing the locals’ minds with high-tech construction equipment is a close second.
“This is our true power. You guys are lucky the war ended before I showed off what I’m really capable of…”
Hearing me wax sentimental, Heine lets out a note of surprise.
“When we first met, it looked like you were struggling…”
“Okay, next, I’ll take you to the residential district. You really are in luck, having me, the boss, show you around. There’s nothing wrong with getting in my good graces while you can.”
After I completely ignore her comment, Heine shoots me a skeptical look.
“S-so should the boss really be spending all his time giving me a tour, then? Aren’t you busy? I don’t particularly mind if someone else…”
“Don’t be stupid. Look at the lascivious stares those men are directing your way. Think about the situation you’re in. They’re not bothering you because you’re tagging along with me, the strongest and most important one here. I’m doing you a favor!”
Overhearing our conversation, the working Combat Agents shoot me nasty glares.
“The hell, man?! Don’t fill the rookie’s head with lies!”
“You’re being put on guide duty because you can’t operate heavy machinery for shit! Besides, Alice is in charge around here, and Tiger Man is the strongest agent!”
The foulmouthed Combat Agents all pause their tasks just to yell at me.
“Considering the only thing you’re good for is fighting, you’re in no position to talk shit!”
“Oh, shut up! Who cares about a bunch of third-rate losers with double-digit designations?! I’ve served longer than all of you, so you damn well better respect me! Besides, I’m smarter than the lot of you combined, you dumbasses!”
With that, the lackeys’ expressions turn dark.
And then—
“Hey, looks like Six is hungry for an ass-kicking! He’s filling his squad with women like he’s trying to put together a harem or something!”
“All you’re good for is being Lady Astaroth’s arm candy! How about you get your ass back to Earth and suck up to the Supreme Leaders some more, huh?!”
“Useless asshole! Don’t act like you’re some big-shot senior agent just because you’ve been around a little longer!”
The bottom-feeders step away their heavy machinery, faces red with anger like they’re ready to pounce.
I crack my knuckles and get ready to show them why I’m the top dog around here.
“Oh yeah? Bring it on, chumps! I’ll knock some sense into all of ya!”
“Hey, stop that! Aren’t you guys supposed to be on the same side?! How can you go from friendly to fighting in the blink of an eye? You’re even more bloodthirsty than demons!”
Having shown the rank-and-file Combat Agents who’s boss, I’ve escorted Heine over to the residential district.
“Hey, are you sure you’re okay…? They really did a number on you…”
“Meh, that sort of thing is just part of our daily routine. Also, saying they did a number on me makes it sound like I lost, so please phrase it differently.”
My recovery enhancements will have me healed up in no time, meaning their attacks didn’t do any lasting damage. So if you ask me, I didn’t lose.
But Heine looks shocked by my words and stares at me.
“They were taking turns beating on you, and I’m pretty sure I heard you apologizing. I don’t think you can spin that into anything other than a loss…”
“Nah, I was just pretending to surrender. Like a tactical retreat or whatever. So long as I make sure to hunt them down and ambush them one by one later, I’ll still be the winner.”
For some reason, Heine shrinks away after hearing my brilliant plan.
I then lead the troubled Heine to the dorms built in the residential district, open the door, and—
“This is where you’ll be living… Oh hey, it’s the Demon Lord.”
—on the first floor of the dorms, we run into Viper buried in paperwork in the corner of the lobby.
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