Liu South Section 4: Ishmael's Story
Liu Assoc. South Section 4 Ishmael
Within a beef noodle restaurant somewhere in the streets...
The child was enjoying her lunch alone at the table.
Though she doesn't necessarily have an aversion to hanging out with others, she doesn't particularly like to, either.
While people from the Liu Association normally dine in large, boisterous crowds, something about the child felt different from her peers.
The child could have been a part of such crowds if she tried, but she seems more comfortable eating alone.
...Ow, hot. Yes, this is Ishmael speaking.
Right now...? I'm in the middle of a meal, could it wait a...
Got it...
Right, perhaps it could be because of work keeping her busy.
Poor girl, leaving without finishing your meal again?
Um... Yeah, sorry. The usual treatment, please.
Pack it up and keep it 'til you get back, right? You got it~
It looks like this certainly isn't the first time the child has left her food behind due to a call.
Yes, I'm outside now. Which way is it?
Haah... And one more thing: I did ask for this since I had trouble getting along with others, but I'd like it if I could have my meals in peace at the very least.
...No, I mean! The noodles are all mushy by the time I'm finished! Are you telling me I should live exclusively off dumplings?
What?! Just use U Corp's stasis preservation packaging? Do you have any idea how expensive that is?
Forget it! I'm hanging up.
Irritated, the child ended the call.
Haah... You've got to be kidding, I ordered a double portion because I'd be free today.
...And they keep telling me I'm the only one they can trust these jobs with, so what more can I say to that?
From the sound of it, the child is particularly skilled among her peers in Section 4 of the Liu's southern branch. Her specialty of quickly closing the distance for a close-quarter thrashing made her excellent at dealing with groups of foes alone.
Well... It could mean her talent doesn't quite mesh well with Liu Association's main expertise of coordinated offense, in other words.
If she was such a sociable type, she wouldn't have had to desert her meal to catch up on a mission they were supposed to embark off on simultaneously in the first place, would she?
Ugh, krh!
Next.
The child takes down one enemy after another just like that, a hint of anger visible on her face.
Tch, I can't stab through her clothes!
Gaah!
Hah, it'll take far more than that to penetrate an Association's attire.
Her speed was overwhelming, slightly flustering the surrounding colleagues as she razed foes with the vigor of chopping down bamboo.
You, you piece of...
And, as the remaining foes stumbled before the child...
Wagging her hand, the child taunted:
Come at me all at once. I'm pissed off 'cause my noodles are soggy.
