"I thought that was the expression normally used to make workers stay silent in this world, I suppose I used it in the wrong context. Now, focus on the road unless you want me to pop your head like a balloon. I have no interest in hearing you scream at me for the next hour, so stay silent."
"Uek..."
The woman immediately shut up as she realized that she had gone too far. She still remembered how she got roped into this in the first place. She and her partner were patrolling the street late at night, trying to make sure that the area was safe, but all of a sudden, they saw this huge man walking out from one of the hotels in the area.
They would have ignored it and continued moving, if not for the fact that there were some specks of blood on his feet and face.
The woman and her partner immediately came down from the car and pointed a gun at the Herculean man, warning him not to move forward and commanding him to get down on his knees slowly. But the man just kept walking towards them. The woman's partner finally grew cautious enough and shot at the man, but the way the bullet bounced off the man's skin was not even funny!
It was almost comical and if not for how serious the situation was, she would have started laughing her ass off right there!
The herculean man stared down at his chest curiously and just kept walking towards her partner. Her partner called for her help as he began to unload his bullets and she began to shoot at the man as well. But no matter how many bullets they shot, it was futile. They weren't even making a dent in the man's stride. It was as if he was being hit with popcorn kernels rather than bullets!
The man grabbed her partner's head and slammed it into the car and she was sure she heard something crack inside of his head as he slumped to the ground like a rag doll. The man then told her to get into the car with a glare and she obeyed faster than she had ever obeyed an order in her life!
The man got in the back and commanded her to take him to Tokyo Bay and that was how they ended up on the road together.
A policewoman driving a criminal around like a chauffeur. If she gets out of this alive, she is never going to live it down.
She has been trying to keep the man talking for some time now and she was able to find out that he was a part of some super-secret game that involved some other superpowered beings like himself. They were all having a meeting and he decided to go because he felt like it.
"You know –"
The woman was about to speak again, but the man just groaned in irritation. Content source m-vl|em|p,yr
In the middle of the room was a table with a man sitting there. There were no chairs, so the man was sitting on one of the five cushions around the table. A woman was kneeling beside the man. She was wearing traditional Japanese attire with a weird pair of wooden sandals on her feet while pouring him a cup of green tea calmly.
The outfit that the woman wore was the traditional outfit that all Japanese housewives would wear during the Edo period of Japanese samurais, but neither Luna nor Mark could tell.
The man himself was just as imposing as Luna expected a SERVANT to be. He was a large man, almost as tall as Mark, but his build was completely different from Mark's build. Mark had the build of a brawler, but Luna could tell that this man was someone who used weapons because of his slim build.
He had long black hair that was tied behind his head with a few stubborn strands scattered around aimlessly and he wore a long kimono that made him look very regal. If Luna had to guess what sort of person this was, she would immediately say that it was a samurai. But Luna couldn't see a Katana anywhere, so she was left wondering if this was the knight or not.
The man took his cup after the maid finished pouring him a drink and he took a sip from it before sighing happily.
"I did not think you would honor my invitation."
The man finally spoke up and Luna was shocked when she realized that he was not speaking English. He spoke in some other language, but his language was somehow translated inside of her head and she could understand what he was saying without needing to do anything. From the way they were dressed and how he carried himself, Luna knew that the man was speaking Japanese.
Was this something that the game did for them?
Mark was still wearing the Hawaiian shirt and joggers that he had on this morning. He put his gloved hands inside of his pockets and responded calmly while walking towards the man.
"Your invitation seemed rather interesting. Do you have anything stronger?"
Luna immediately gave Mark a disapproving look. He was still underage, so she was not in support of him drinking yet. Mark just ignored her as he stopped at the table, in front of the man.
The man smiled as he looked up at Mark.
"I am honored to host you, servant pawn and master of pawn. Won't you sit?"