[Code Geass] Irregular 18

Chapter 18 – 17. Zero

The next day, I ran into Ohugi while taking a walk because I had nothing to do.

“Female.”
“Is it Woojin?”

When I raised my hand and pretended to be happy, Ougi put on an awkward expression. I got it. I was cursed at like that again in the warehouse, so I can’t be happy about it.

“You’re showing off so much that you don’t like it.”
“… I’m sorry about that.”

When I said with a frown, Ougi immediately apologized. It wasn’t that he apologized for being scared of me. It must be just Ougi’s personality. Maybe it’s because he’s a former teacher, but he’s very respectful in this area, which is a style I would have liked a lot if I had met him in real life.
Unless this is Code Geass world.

“Is Inoue okay?”
“I’ve been busy making things lately. Did you ask?”
“Ah. That.”

Inoue seemed to be working hard on making my equipment. It won’t be difficult. It wasn’t that I was asking you to make an Excalibur, it was something you could make with just a little bit of mechanical knowledge.
Of course, I have no mechanical knowledge whatsoever. That I can’t make

“Why did you ask me to make something like that?”
“I’m going to start working in earnest now, too?”
“What activity?”
“The Contractor.”

Ougi’s face frowned at my words. Contractor. It’s a job that makes you hate just hearing about it. In fact, so am I. But when I thought about how to get in touch with Britannia and Lelouch and not stick to either of them, this was the only thing that came to my mind with my short hair. I felt like I could do well with my abilities.

“What kind of contract are you going to get?”
“Anything.”
“Anything…”

Ougi seemed tired of my comments that were neither lower nor lower than mine. It was the look of an immature younger brother. Look at this bastard

“Literally, contract murder, assassination of key figures, security, sabotage. I intend to do it all.”
“…You think that’s possible? Murder…”
“I. I killed 8 people last time to help you guys?”
“…I’m really sorry about that.”

Ougi apologized again for my words. What is it boy It was as if he saw me as a little boy he needed to take care of. I know what I’m about to do is absurd, but I don’t want to be worried about the Resistance being an asshole.

“That’s why. I need a colleague who can take a request and make a strategy plan together. In my opinion, Inoue is the most suitable?”
“…Is that the sound again?”
“Of course. To be honest, Inoue is a waste to be in an organization like you. She’s the type that shines when she works with me.”
“That’s something Inoue decides.”
“Really? Then if Inoue says she wants to work with me, she won’t stop, right?”

It just took At my words, Ougi became a mute who drank honey. In fact, if Inoue really wanted to leave the Resistance, there was no reason for anyone to stop him. And even if they wanted to work with me, there was no reason for anyone in the Ougi Group to stop it.

I can’t even guarantee that it will come.

When I stared at Ougi to hear Ougi’s answer, I wonder if my gaze became burdensome, Ougi acknowledged while avoiding my eyes.

“There’s no reason we can stop it…”
“Right. You. You’re surprisingly fluent, aren’t you?”

To be honest, it was a situation where there was no answer if I let go of the record saying that I wouldn’t let it go. This is because Inoue belongs to the Ougi group, and regardless of Inoue’s thoughts, it is also very easy to cleverly cut off contact with Inoue and me. At that time, I was about to give up cleanly, but luckily Ougi was a gentleman.

How can I coax Inoue out of it?

How do I get it out

Do you scold me with a cock?

“At that time, did you find that unknown, suspicious bastard who commanded you?”
“Not yet. But reports of suspicious people at Karen’s academy…”
“Do you go to Karen Academy?”

I know you’re going Private Ashford Academy. She goes by the name Karen Stadtfeld. Karen’s father is a noble from a prominent Britannian family. The Stadtfeld family is a famous family in Britannia.
But in the anime, only the famous family comes out, but it doesn’t say why it’s famous, so I don’t know why it’s famous.
It was also a family overflowing with money because it is a family that now has the right to excavate Japan’s Sakuradite.
Ougi, who doesn’t know that I know the full story, puts on an apologetic expression at my question. Ougi wouldn’t want to let people who didn’t know Karen go to school.

“You made a mistake.”
“No, that’s why. Are you going to academy?”
“Okay.”
“Hmm. Anyway, there’s a suspicious person at that academy? It must be the teacher?”
“No, he said he was a student.”
“That’s right.”
“Hmm? You say you’re a student, shouldn’t you be surprised?”

Ougi, who had confided in me as a student, was rather taken aback when I nodded indifferently and passed it over. He seemed to be wondering how I would react if I told him I was a student. I shrugged.

“I’m 17 too?”
“What?”

What. Why. What. Because the status bar said I was 17?

“I’m 17.”
“…On that size? On that…Face?”
“What the hell is this, Roman?”

This kid is over the line I know I’m 190 and muscular, but I still have the face of a 17-year-old. Maybe. I look a little older because of my unique size, but if you look closely at your face separately, it looks like your age.

Ougi stretched out his hand to calm down, perhaps realizing that I had made a mistake when I bent his neck from side to side with a bloody expression on his face. He didn’t forget to take a step back.

“Geez…Calm down! Just by looking at her face, she looks like she’s about 17 years old! I was mistaken!”
“…Choose your words well. You are already two strikes.”
“…What are you going to do when you’re out?”
“It will be difficult to return to the hideout on foot.”
“…”

At my words, Ougi’s face went pale. Then he started muttering to himself.

“It’s ridiculous… Same age as Karen…? Nine years older than me?”
“Hey. What are you talking about now?”
“Hmm? Ah… No. Wait… I’m so shocked.”

Ougi cleared his throat and then straightened his posture. He even informed me right away.

“I’m 26 years old.”
“Oh. Yes?”
“Is that the end?”
“What more?”

I have spoken and understood so far. Is this bastard doing that because he wants to be treated as an older brother by me?

“Hey.”
“Uh huh.”
“Huh. True.”

As if scolding someone below him, uh huh! I was dumbfounded when I saw it. I’m 17 here, but in reality I’m 34. Even though I was 17 years old in real life, I had no intention of harassing an anime character.

이새끼가 미쳤나?

“Are you crazy?”
“I can’t say that to my brother.”
“I’ll cripple your legs.”

As I strode closer with a bloody expression on my face, Ogi, startled, took a fighting pose. Hi-Hi! You fell behind

In an instant, I entered Ougi’s attack range. As soon as the jab came within range, Ougi’s jab burst out, all visible. I nodded his head and dodged three jabs before Ohgi stepped back and landed a leg kick on my calf.

I slightly lifted my foot and lightly blocked it, pushing Ougi’s chest with one hand. Ougi, who was standing on one foot while kicking the leg kick, managed to keep his balance as he jumped up with his blond hair. I walked back

If you continue to block all attacks and walk in strides, the victim will be stunned.
After doing that a few more times, Ogi who gave up resistance raised both hands and surrendered! Shouted I ignored

Blah blah!

“Keuouk!”

A leg kick hit Ogi’s left thigh. Ougi was hit and fell down. Originally, the leg kick is a technique that paralyzes the legs if hit properly. In addition, the risk of being defended was the least among kicks. It is not for nothing that leg kicks come out mainly in standing strikes or mixed martial arts.
Low risk high return is one of the possible techniques.

“Wait, sleep, wait!”
“Didn’t I say two strikes earlier?”
“It did! It did!”
“What did you say when you were out?”
“Walking to the hideout…”

Having said that, Ougi swallowed dry saliva with a grunt. His left leg is paralyzed and doesn’t move. But what about the right leg?

“Move your right leg.”
“That… That’s it.”
“Uh huh.”
“…”

Ougi bastard, how do you feel when you hear that sound? What’s wrong? I did that before

“Would you like to move?”
“Let’s not do this.”
“Good? Wrong?”
“…”

Don’t answer

“Good? Wrong?”
“Hey…That’s…”

Why. Do you feel that way because you are always scolded by your mother? But if you don’t talk, your right leg will go bad? You really might have to go to the hideout standing on your hands?
I kept forcing myself to answer.

“Good? Wrong?”
“Good? Wrong?”
“Good? Wrong?”
“Good? Wrong?”

Ougi, who kept putting off an answer, eventually declared defeat.

“Wrong.”
“Okay.”

Ougi’s face was red with shame. She had been beaten by her little brother for a while, and even apologized. I felt my stomach pierce at the sight of such Ougi.

“Do well in the future, okay?”
“…Okay.”

After hearing Ougi’s confirmation, I released Ougi. What were we talking about? Oh right. Wasn’t it the story that Karen was suspicious of Lelouch?

Then Karen must have gotten Gears.

What happened now? Ah. Could Suzaku be a suspect in Clovis’ murder?

I can just watch