Chapter 28: Eyelids (1)

Chapter 28: Eyelids (1)

What is this?

The following day Gyosu woke up from a hangover. He grabbed his head and was deeply troubled by the objects lying in front of him.

[Peaches]

Peach photos, yellow background Right, he knew. Canned peaches. The question is where did they come from, and why are they like this?

Umm so yesterday

Fortunately, since they had a decent drink, his memories returned like a broken film, as if they were floating.

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Cheers!

Cheers!

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Kuahahah! What, Gyosu? Your name is Gyosu Park?

Kehehe! How can a persons name be Gyosu.

Even in the game broadcast! A man of that size and with your name! Hahahah! Say this! Tell me! Its the end of the world! No, its the end of the world, right? Am I right? Hehehe.

I see how it happened; not something you see often. It is nothing to be ashamed of. What are you doing? Hey! Have another drink!

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Wuak!

We drank strong liquor without any snacks. The little guy drank a lot.

Ugh I want to eat hot soup

Oh, were on the sand! I am not too drunk, so I can get up. Wait.

Eh, Gyosu, where are you?

Uhh. I will go and get some ramen from the supermarket.

what?

There is a mart downstairs.

No, we just ran for our lives risking everything to get out, right?

Youre like a mother-in-law! Do not worry! Dont! Do you even know who I am? I am the one who smeared shit onto Dom and Raptor bastards! I have a plan!

Ugh, Vex! He is drunk! Stop him.

Dont you need a bag?

No, no matter how drunk you can be

Yah, Metal Jaw, who lives and dies by romance, scared?

Hhahaha! These jerks, get your tools!

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Phew. Is this really empty?

Scavengers? They must have swept it clean, right? The Raptors or Dome? Raptor Society? They must have died hard with the abomination there, right? Well, I told you I have an idea.

Umm Hepburn, there is nothing here, man.

Looks like they took a lot. Forget ramen; is there no oden soup?

Tap

Yah, you drunken idiot! Come and listen to me! Some canned corner shelves are knocked down, and it looks like something is beneath it!

Kikiki!

Vex, hurry my back might break uh!

Peaches! There are peaches here!

OOHHH!!

These are treasures! So there is hope in the bottom of Pandoras box! and Peaches for us!

Fruits!

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Sweet!

Sweet!

Soup! The sugar syrup is seeping into the body!

Ummmm!

Man, I might live!

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Oh gosh.

No matter how old or young we are, this is such a stupid tradition where drunk men do stupid things, but Im not anyone else, and I cant believe I did something like this that could endanger my life!

Gyosu was stunned as he looked at the canned food, which looked like it had been beaten with a blunt object. Vex said he didnt bring a knife, so they had to snap it open with the security key in his pocket.

Well, wasnt it said that the tungsten key doesnt get scratched?

Phew. We were so stupid.

It was something he couldnt imagine himself doing before coming here. Being able to move with someone, get along with people, and having fun with an open mind like before everything vanished.

Right, yesterday was fun. Seven years after destruction began, Gyosu had fun.

with just these memories, I dont have to worry about depression for a year.

Gyosu burst into laughter as he puked into the empty can watching the two asleep.

Uhh, are you going away? Do you want to sell things in Area 43 with Vex and me?

Uhif I follow you, one will die without being able to even make a name. For real, though, where did you find all that gunpowder?

Ah, didnt I tell you? It was from the Raptors, I didnt like how they handled things, so I grabbed their truck full of things and ran.

I am sorry, but do you have some kind of illness that makes you unable to control your impulses?

Kuahahah! My jaw flew away! I think the bounty on me sticks around in Raptor Society next.

It has been fun, but if we meet in the future, let us pretend to not know each other.

Kuah! Men acting like men. Gyosu, you both had a bounty on you because of what happened yesterday. It was wise to hide your names.

Surprisingly, Hummer, whose bumper had fallen off and had a mop on the back, moved fine except for a bit of noise, with Ian and Vex with leg splints standing facing Gyosu.

Then goodbye.

Well, if that is what you want. One cannot be a man and cling to things.

Heheh. If you come to Area 47, please tell me. Ah, Vex! Are you fine with your mind all cleaned up?

Vex, who stared at him without saying anything, limped ahead as he reached out the hand, his face filled with emotions.

There was also ab absurd incident where someone asked to meet two hours after the message, and then they went an hour later, but the people of the Artists Union were already waiting there.

Because of its phenomenal combat power and movement speed, the Community has also been rumored to include a Type03 variant in Artists Union. Among the three types, a lot of those move with a goal.

T-then, you will go alone and see it?

Ah, there will be no problem. If we dont try, we wont be able to come across a rare gentlemen in the Wasteland.

Gyosu smiled, sending a message asking him to meet at a designated place in 4 hours.

9:58pm

looks real sharp.

In the ark alley, the moonlight was their only light, but it wasnt difficult to recognize the man in a white suit.

As Gyosu approached, the man who closed the book he was reading and shoved it aside nobly greeted Gyosu.

It is an honor to meet you, Professor. I am W of Artists Union.

Low voice. Polite attitude. White suit with no dust in this Wasteland.

Maybe the rumors are true.

At least it was clear it wasnt an ordinary group. Before greeting, Gyosu unpacked his bag.

Lets skip the greetings since we are both in a hurry and get the things checked.

Clack!

The man, who called himself W, took out a small flashlight and examined the objects Gyosu had pulled out.

These are all rare and well-preserved artifacts. It is hard to believe they were dug from the ground.

Does the transaction include personal affairs too? Mine will be a bit expensive.

You dont have to react that cautiously. We do this because it is easier to find out the history and origin of this object. If you want to keep it a secret, it is fine by us.

Clack.

The man turned off the light, carefully raising the watch, and said, We start with the clock. Rs watch is famous even in the old days as a luxury good. The hand of a craftsman which permeates every minute stick of it is designed carefully, and the best, and even the name value is a product worth buying.

The man put the watch inside the box and covered it with velvet cloth.

But the real thing is the painting. There is no need to disclose the origin. This painting survived the raging fire of the terrible war, to God, and to Professor who found it.

Shit, my heart. Please dont talk like that to me. Then the price goes up when one pretends to be okay.

A famous work?

Amazing. British painter and graffiti artist Banksy. It is ironic that the work of an anti-war artist who called himself an art terrorist manages to survive in the world which had been destroyed.

Banksy is someone I heard about as a child. Why were my hands shaking so much?

So, how much is the price?

Hmm. The state of preservation is also excellent. The value of work is unparalleled

Shh.

The man stretched out the five fingers.

How much is this?

F-five million?!!!

Fifty thousand.

Ah.

This bastard.

It felt like the brain got shocked at it.

He is a famous one.

Surely had an era but not legendary.

So, that is the sum for two? And the necklace?

Its 100,000 for Rs watch and 50,00 for Banksys work. A necklace with a precious jewel, but the raft is crude and not exactly art. I wont take the necklace.

So the world is ruined, but you want to buy the work which survived the fall for the price of two barrels of oil?

Banksy has always been dissatisfied with the work being priced high. As an artist, we need to respect the artists tendency.

And

He moved closer to Gyosu and whispered, Arent we the only ones? It is obvious what it means to sell something that can be sold for a high price elsewhere in such an alleyway.

Euk!

Hes a sharp jerk. Is he really not a businessman but just an artist? Sure, I believe you.

2.6 million!

50.

2.4 million

50.

Sring

If you say something like 50 once again, I will throw them both and go home!

100.

1.8 million

1,2. We lost. This is the best we can call. In a world where the way of life has changed from internal to external, we are the only ones who can buy useless things like paintings at this price.

1.3!

Clench!

Yes 1.3 sounds good; we will make the deposit right away.

He pulled out something like a tablet from the bag and typed something, and Gyosu took out his old communicator and connected it.

Yah, Koduro! Can you hear me?

Yes, good!

Deposit.

1.3 million confirmed.

Tak!

I did it.

Gyosu, who connected to the communicator, reached out with a bright face.

hahaha. This is true. Thanks for the neat transaction. I hope to see you more often in the future if something good happens.

Right. We should also make sure to remember, Professor.

The man with the painting and watch gently shook Gyosus hand and disappeared into the darkness.

1.3 million it isnt as much as expected but still good.

6 large barrels of gas are treated as military supply by all groups and strictly prohibited from distribution and consumption. At this price, it felt like it was well received.

Now the remaining debt is 1.1 million. After 11 hours, the character will come to his senses, and after 5 days, the debts can be fully paid.