A Love-Comedy Comes Along with Sex! ~ It Seems the Human Race Will Perish Unless I, Who has Zero Dating Experience, Use my Cheat Penis to Create a Harem and Ensure the Proliferation of Our Descendants ~ - Chapter 50: The Organization's Power
Chapter 50: The Organization’s Power
“It’s a call from that person. We must go immediately.”
A tall woman in camouflage attire stowed her smartphone in her backpack and addressed the two women behind her. The two women, dressed identically in camouflage, with similar physiques and hairstyles, appeared almost like triplets.
The addressed women grinned and stood up, wrapping camouflage scarves around their mouths and grasping their weapons.
“Finally?”
“Our arms are itching for action.”
Their presence was undeniably peculiar, not just because of their attire but also because of the aura they exuded—a blend of seasoned soldiers and stealthy assassins.
“Wait, wait. What are you going to do with those big guns?”
The apparent leader stopped the other two, who were carrying impressive-looking rifles that seemed out of place in modern Japan. Instead, she instructed them to use the short swords attached to their waists.
“Huh? A call-out from that person… Does that mean we’re going to war?”
“I wish we could bring our rocket launchers, but…”
The leader, with a look of exasperation, took the guns from the other two and confirmed the mission.
“The target is a group of delinquents at the school that person attends. They plan to gang up on that person. Our job is to eliminate these delinquents. Make them regret being alive, but don’t kill them. That’s the order.”
This was the first call-out from “that person,” and each of the three was excited, though they didn’t express it verbally. They couldn’t wait to teach those delinquents a lesson for daring to mess with “that person.”
“Understood.”
“Understood, sir.”
“Alright, let’s go. They’re headed towards the back of the school building. Follow me!”
“Roger that!”
The trio’s eyes changed in an instant, taking on a cold, deadly gaze that could kill without hesitation.
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Aizawa-san, upon receiving a message from Hiro, contacted the “Three Musketeers,” combat specialists she had deployed. They were quick to respond and were on their way.
“I wonder if those three will be able to handle it…”
Aizawa-san, watching the feeds from the numerous hidden cameras in the school, muttered to herself.
In truth, this situation wasn’t something that the upper echelons, nor Aizawa-san herself, were particularly enthusiastic about. Aizawa-san was more inclined to oppose it. However, after gauging Hiro’s firm resolve, she decided that cooperating with him was the best course of action for the future.
“But did we really need to call those three…?”
A thought crossed Aizawa-san’s mind. She accessed and played back a video clip from Hiro’s past—a clip of him confronting Yokoi Rikuto, the school delinquent. The location was the back of the school building, an area typically devoid of surveillance cameras, but Aizawa-san’s foresight in installing hidden cameras there had paid off.
“That doesn’t look like an amateur’s move…”
Hiro dodged Yokoi’s punch by squatting down, then swept Yokoi’s front leg, sending him tumbling. Despite Yokoi’s weakness, Hiro, with far less experience in brawls, had managed to gain the upper hand.
“The influence of Adam is immeasurable…”
More data was needed, but this, too, was likely due to Adam. Not only did it enhance a man’s charm, but it also significantly improved his physical abilities.
And if this was passed on to the children to be born…
“This is going to be exciting.”
Aizawa-san retrieved two medical records from the cluttered desk, covered with documents and videos.
The records belonged to Inoue Rin and Shinagawa Mirei, the two women Hiro had impregnated.
“Hmm, interesting…”
Coincidentally, the due dates for the two women’s deliveries were the same. At this stage, both were expected to give birth in about a month. That meant they were already in their final month of pregnancy. If all went well, they could return to school after the summer break, which was only a week away. The babies were growing at ten times the normal rate. Daily tests showed no abnormalities aside from their accelerated growth, and they were developing healthily.
“The mothers show no adverse effects. Everything is progressing remarkably smoothly.”
Such rapid growth of the babies would undoubtedly place a burden on the mothers. To compensate for the nutrients being drawn from their bodies, they were receiving additional nourishment through diet and intravenous drips. Both women experienced mild nausea, but they didn’t appear to be in much discomfort; rather, they seemed quite energetic.
Aizawa-san stretched lightly and moved on to the next plan, reviewing the information on the documents.
“The illegal brothel business. We have the evidence, and the crackdown should go smoothly. The yakuza group backing them is also on the verge of being destroyed.”
Aizawa-san had the authority to mobilize certain organizations for Hiro’s benefit. It was easy for her to either move the police, who could legally capture Hiro’s enemies, or deploy an underground paramilitary force to eliminate the yakuza group illegally.
She felt sympathy for all those who had crossed Hiro and incurred his wrath. They would never see the light of day again, as she would ensure they were completely crushed.
“Speaking of the devil…”
Aizawa-san’s pocket buzzed as her smartphone rang.
“The enemy forces have been subdued. It seems the illegal brothel was also involved in underage prostitution and loan sharking. We have all the evidence. The yakuza group is small in scale.”
The report came from one of Aizawa-san’s trusted subordinates. She repeated the words she had heard from Hiro the previous day and conveyed them to her subordinate.
“Destroy everything. It’s the master’s order.”
“Haha. The master’s order… There’s nothing more exhilarating. Understood. I’ll take care of it immediately.”
Tamada Sarina was unaware of this.
She had fallen for a man, a man who sought her help, a man who wielded power over even the state authorities. He was the sole possessor of Adam, and the organization that followed him held immense power.
“Now, let’s finish this.”
Aizawa-san, as if heading for a tea party, muttered these words.