Chapter 11

Translator: True Detective

Chapter 11: Hierarchy

Ignition from Eating Bear's 'face is charming' comment.

Ignition from Yuria's 'Do you like me' declaration.

If Eating Bear's answer wasn't a denial, it wouldn't have been strange if it exploded right then.

Of course, it didn't mean it didn't explode.

Simps from Yuria's room, overly immersed viewers, and trolls finding it too fun to scratch them.

Even people who just watched the broadcast having fun and got flustered because the gallery exploded.

It was still a crucible of chaos, but just that much.

Should I say it exploded but to the extent manageable.

The gallery is definitely burning, but just up to there; the broadcast and the broadcast station board were quiet.

In short, a trivial spark that will be forgotten after today passes.

It could be said it didn't explode enough to backflow.

Those remaining embers were also mostly extinguished by the subsequent tiki-taka.

Leaving only very faint embers.

"Like this, hit the wall first, tap, repeat this."

"As expected, getting lost wasn't an option."

Since we formed a party, we made a group chat room.

Thanks to that, communication became possible even if there was a slight delay.

The problem is that I have to hold the phone every time I speak and.

That the condition of the people called party members is very, suspicious.

Why bring that to me.

I sighed unconsciously while mixing cement.

Can't be helped.

"I'll do 1st floor."

Why am I the Ace.

First off I'm deaf.

We argued about this for a while and soon reached one conclusion.

"Come in, trash."

This cool and heavy sensation.

"I'll make your heads concave."

In any party, a leader must exist.

That was a problem before horizontal or vertical relationships within the group.

"Traditionally this method was right, yep."

"I will teach you about North Korean practical martial arts."

"Practice of thousand days for Dan! Practice of ten thousand days for Ryeon!!"

"Shut up and put your heads down."

Especially in this Life Server where WWE is rampant, the role of the leader holding the rudder of the group was heavy.

It was so heavy that everyone tried not to do it.

It was also a position most avoided now as people who challenged it spiritedly in the beginning suffered from overwork and became sickly one after another.

Of course, the leader mentioned here was the leader of a large group.

Police Commissioner, boss of a large gang, company president, representative of civic groups belonged to this.

In this world, a leader is one of two.

First, the person with the most investment capital.

Literally the person who contributed the most to establishing the organization.

Usually, organizations with considerable size adopted this method.

It's because the position is too heavy to decide roughly.

Second, the strongest person.

Simple Yacha [Yakshas/Brawler] rule.

Small gangs or street small groups mainly choose this method.

For ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠such small groups, the weight towards the leader itself was small.

Whether they can join the main stream is unknown, and even if they join, it's worth trying enough to act as minions.

In other words, there was no reason to refuse the title.

Therefore, anyone aimed for leader and the method was also light.

In short, for them, the second was correct.

That was the reason they were glaring at each other and confronting right now.

Just in time, the background is a construction site, the picture comes out.

"I turned off voice recognition, how about we clear Comrade Nogada first?"

"... I turned it off too-desu. But why Nogada-san of all people-desuka?"

"I'm curious too. Why does Ajura-ssi want to deal with Nogada-ssi first?"

"Doesn't he seem like he'll fight well? Originally you remove the strong enemy first and start."

"If you say so I won't object-desu."

"If even Yui-ssi says so I guess I have to join. Actually in terms of joining order I'm the youngest too."

"This is a country of Confucianism-desu. Nippon, Hankoku, North Hankoku."

As Yuria slowly moved her feet to go behind Ajura and Yui, a 3 vs 1 structure was created.

Nogada spoke without shaking even seeing that.

"Ha, 3 vs 1? Just the blood on my fists is already dozens."

Like that, a brief confrontation continued and they ran in unison.

Close combat, Ajura at the very front extended a fist first.

However, Nogada stopped just before the fist reached, moved again right after the fist passed, dashed, then straight.

"Keuheok!"

Turned Ajura's jaw with two subsequent quick hooks.

"No he hits fucking well!! Hit him quickly!!"

"Understood-desu!!"

"Yees!"

However, before the follow-up hit could connect, Yuria and Yui in the 2nd row charged, and with a fine difference, Yui entered the attack range again in the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lead.

Having seen the previous evasion, Yui chose to pause briefly rather than entering right away, and that choice acted as a bad move.

"Kkayak!"

Because she gave the first hit to Nogada's punch who ran straight in as if predicting that.

Since she didn't have the physicals to respond to the rapidly developed first hit or the subsequent combo, she just became easier to hit.

Yui's suffering didn't end here.

"Yuria-san!! Tasukete [Help], kyaak this is me-desu!!"

"Yees!"

Yuria coming one step behind swung her fist just like that.

"Betrayal...! Kehek."

"Die."

Yui, staggering forward from the hit, was attacked by Nogada again.

If she staggers back again from that recoil.

"Die, yeah."

Yuria's fist was waiting, so Yui couldn't last long and collapsed on the floor.

"Yuria-san hidoiyo [cruel]...."

"Comrade Yui!! I, Comrade Yuria what are you doing right now?!"

Ajura, who grasped the situation a step late, argued, but Yuria stood next to Nogada without a word.

"Wise choice, Yuria."

"Yees. I'm not confident in fighting. Even if I go high I'm number 2 right?"

Yuria said that and shook her phone.

Inside it, private messages between Yuria and Nogada were contained.

"Then I think this way is easier in many ways, and rational right. Yees?"