I fell into the world of cyberpunk games

Kick-.

Once again, the door that had been marked as not allowed to enter except for officials opened. It was probably a staff lounge.

Soon a spherical person appeared.

“Tony. The captain said someone was going to come here. no one came… .”

She leaned her body halfway and spoke, then met my eyes, who had been standing still for a moment. In addition.

The woman. With dark blue hair and mysterious gray eyes.

Sai was a woman. However, the outfit was different from when we met a while ago.

A pure white shirt, a dark suit vest covering it, and a skirt. Stockings, shoes, and even a red tie.

It was a typical bartender’s attire.

There was a ponytail with long hair tied back. It’s a different look than when we met on the street, and I’m speechless again.

It was definitely an eye-catching look. To be more straightforward, she was terribly pretty.

And being pretty is also pretty, but I feel a sense of déjà vu for some reason.

That woman, I think I’ve met before. I don’t remember well.

So it was something I kept looking at. I’m not crazy about women like the vending machine I live in, and I’ll just look at you just because you’re pretty.

I haven’t been that hungry for women yet.

Anyway, it’s really weird. If you’ve ever met a person that stands out like that, you’re sure to think of it.

… Well, it wasn’t really an important issue in this situation.

I couldn’t make the mistake again.

She muttered as I looked away, struggling not to stare.

“I think the person the captain spoke to was that masked man in front of the vending machine.”

“What? who- that’s it. really come Who is the captain called? Do you know anyone too?”

Only then did the man inside the table come to his senses and find me belatedly, with a surprised expression on his face. To say that it was a surprised expression, his half-closed eyes grew slightly larger.

It seems like I haven’t really noticed that I’m standing there. I have to say that it’s great as it is.

The woman, Sei, sighed and waved her hand at that stunned look.

“No, I don’t know. done. You’re just doing what you’re doing. I’ll take this person to the captain.”

She said that and walked past me. Just rubbing it for a moment left a sweet grape-like scent in the air.

He takes a few steps forward, then turns his head and says:

“What are you doing, aren’t you following me?”

“Ah yes.”

At that, he calmed down and hurriedly followed after him. Oh my gosh, I was still standing there blankly.

I didn’t have to go that far. After walking a bit down the hallway connected to the hall, there was an iron door in the corner.

In the center, a bright red neon sign that reads ‘Boss Room’ is shining ominously.

“here. Knock in and you’re good to go. Then good luck.”

… Good luck. Why are you saying that?

But there was no chance to ask what it meant. She said so in an emotionless voice and returned without a moment’s notice.

He walks as he is, and then stops.

He met the gray eyes looking back again. It’s a situation you’re used to now.

Like last time, she gave advice.

“Oh, and. Don’t be too surprised to see the boss’s face. He’s a good person even if he looks scary.”

That was the end.

I was thrown right in front of the boss room.

You’re really sweet.

The woman went away leaving behind only a few words. It would be great if you could tell me everything in a more concise way.

Don’t be too surprised? you look scared? What the hell do you look like?

I didn’t think much of it at first, but when I heard that sound, I suddenly became anxious.

“Come on, let’s go.”

Anyway, I couldn’t delay any longer.

After taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door of the boss room. After waiting for a while, a voice came from inside.

you can come in

A voice mixed with a heavy mechanical sound. Feeling like he was waiting for the real final boss, he swallowed his saliva and opened the door.

Inside the room… It was pink.

* * *

Pink neon light. A digital wallpaper full of girls with an anime background that fills the room.

Virtual picture frames of sassy manga characters with Japanese autographs hang over the walls.

Various subculture books such as hologram comic books, light novels, fantasy, romance, and various plastic figures on the e-bookcase.

If someone asked me to describe this room in one word, I could answer it without any hesitation.

It’s an otaku’s room.

After I fell to Dusk City, I was busy making a living, and I didn’t pay much attention to it because there was a big gap between the culture and the era I lived in.

In the place where I used to live, I also enjoyed watching anime and comic books, so it was a landscape that felt quite homogeneous.

Of course, I wasn’t the hard otaku to decorate my room like this. It was just a light hobby.

Anyway, it was a friendly room. The problem was that the owner of the room wasn’t very friendly.

Han In-young was sitting in front of a large table in the center of the pink and lovely room.

That In-young’s face… Dragon?

It wasn’t a joke. The head was a dragon. A crimson red dragon.

Scale-covered, horned, with light emanating from the reptile’s pupil, protruding snout and teeth.

It was such a dragon helmet.

helmet. Yes, it’s not real.

Upon closer inspection, it was a mecha dragon helmet with a striking resemblance to a dragon’s head, meticulously crafted from red titanium and carbon nanotubes. Even the twinkling eyes were made of LEDs.

For a moment, I swept my chest in surprise.

So yes, no matter how crazy the world is, and even with advanced genetic engineering, there could be a human who would turn his entire head into a fantasy reptilian head.

No, by the way, why are you writing something like that in the first place? Is that Dragon’s Rare?

Because the manager is a crazy person wearing a dragon helmet?

I can see why a woman named Say gave such advice.

It certainly was a surprise. It was scary too.

It’s more of a fear of how crazy that person is, rather than a physiological fear.

[You can sit here.]

While confused, the dragon head opened his mouth wide and said. Then he gets up and points to the chair in front of him… .

For a moment, I felt a sense of deja vu, as if the DCPD patrol officer had reappeared in front of me.

Under a grotesque helmet, he looked more nimble than a ranger’s exoskeleton, but he was also wearing a large, thick, menacing power suit.

What I’m saying is, I’m a person who shouldn’t be rude like that.

Surrounded by layers of silver and red chrome, the angular shape of the suit emitting a faint light is like… .

“Ironman?”

The person in the suit reacted to the words that came out unintentionally.

[Oh, I saw some old movies or manga. It’s not wrong. It is said that the clothes were inspired to some extent by the classic character during the production process.]

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Me… dress?

To describe that striking power armor simply as a piece of clothing. He was definitely an unusual person.

It’s not just unusual, it’s so full of personality that it’s confusing.

From chicken-head yakuzas to city polis, dead cell gangs to vending machine prostitutes.

I encountered all kinds of bizarre human figures for a day, but looking at the characteristics of them, the dragon otaku was the best.

In the pink otaku room, in the mecha dragon helmet, in the iron man armor… It was hard to believe that these were all unique to one person.

They don’t even match each other at all.

Just looking at the dragon’s head makes me want to be a western monster or a fan of fantasy, seeing a room full of anime characters makes me want to be a fan of Japanese culture, and then looking at the flashing power suit, I can’t believe that I’m just an otaku with strong momentum and pressure. it feels

what are you doing this

[By the way, the greeting is late. My name is Sasha Dragon. The owner, manager, and president of this bar. Feel free to call me Sasha, or call me Captain. All our shokuin (staff) call it that way. Oh, is it okay if I say it comfortably like this?]

“ah… Yes Yes.”

The name was unique. Sasha? It feels pretty neutral.

Come to think of it, did you say that in Eastern Europe, such as Russia and Ukraine, men are also called by nicknames Sasha? Maybe that person is the same.

Besides, the last name is Dragon.

So, on the dragon helmet, the bar name is Dragon’s Rare? Is it because the store is run by Dragon President?

Looking back, there were Japanese letters that looked like graffiti and cute dragon drawings all over the suit.

That little red dragon mascot on the bar sign. It must have been a character that embodies the president himself.

[And that name is… As I was told, Aaron Nakamura?]

“Yes. Just call me Aaron.”

[Yes, Aaron. As a person in the headquarters, the surname is Japanese. Oh, the eyes are also Asian. Did you have shoes (surgery)?]

“Oh, no. Not that.”

[Then, is it possible to be of mixed race? It doesn’t really matter though. Why don’t you take off your mask instead? Let’s talk face to face.]

Speaking of face-to-face conversation, boss, you’re still not taking off your red dragon helmet.

Those words came up to the tip of his chin, but he wasn’t ignorant enough to put it in his mouth.

I like that dragon helmet so much that it looks suspiciously like it, so it looks like I’ll never take it off.

Above all, he is a person who may soon become a direct supervisor. should look good

Take off the burial mound mask and put it in your bosom.

There seemed to be no need to worry about fine dust until here. As I saw earlier, the air cleaning facility was also quite well equipped.

In many ways, it wasn’t like a pub on the outskirts of an alley.

[Oh, that’s true. The procedure doesn’t come out naturally like this unless you spend a lot of money. I don’t think he’s of mixed race… Is it pure?]

“Ah yes.”

[Of course, he must be of Japanese descent. It looks like he’s just been to the city since he’s a bit slurred. Seeing that Pure Asians have moved to Dusk City and are doing sala-man (salaried man) work, is there something wrong with that?]

“… … .”

To be honest, I was a little surprised. A sharp insight that makes it hard to believe that a person wearing a monstrous dragon helmet and dyeing the entire room pink.

It was not for nothing that the president ordered me to report all the staff here, especially the manager.

That otaku dragon is no ordinary human.

I found out more about me than any other police officer or patrol officer I’ve met while being unintentionally interrogated, just by talking face to face.

I didn’t notice the most important key secret, though.

Anyway, it’s a pretty tricky situation. What should I answer?

It was a time when I was struggling with a cold sweat.

[Oh, of course, there is no need to talk about such personal circumstances. Wait a minute, the words went somewhere else. I’m so curious… Rather, let’s talk about the important things first.]

Is he even taking care of me, who is troubled by my own question?

Sasha Dragon shifted the topic as she sat back on the chair.

[Honestly, this greeting was embarrassing for me as well. I almost got a notice from Kaisha (company). Without any consultation.]

I feel a strange sense of unity. It wasn’t just me

So am I. One day when I went to work, I got a notice telling me to move.

[Even if you ask the president, he will do anything if he asks you to do it, so if there is something lacking, he just told him to leave it to him, and there was no specific explanation. But it doesn’t mean that our shop is not particularly short of workers right now. Soredene (that’s why).]

He asked, leaning on the back of a chair with a cushioned black and white shy manga character.

It was a fairly serious, work-related story.

[As the president and manager, I must ask this. Aaron, do you know what to do? What can you do at our bar?]

do you know what to do… .

It’s not an easy question.

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