I fell into the world of cyberpunk games

“Become my exclusive samurai. I’ll make sure you don’t feel bad about the treatment.”

Pointed chin, raised eyebrows.

A blonde woman with the look of a ferocious cat entered the bar and said so to me.

The bodyguards in suits and sunglasses put their arms under the umbrellas on either side, looking at me as if they were a product.

Bewildered, I recalled what I had heard.

Samurai!

A term used to refer to samurai during the feudal era of Japan.

The majestic figure wearing a Japanese sword and horn armor is considered a symbol of Japanese culture along with the ninja.

And in Dusk City full of orientalism mulberry, you can’t miss the name of this handsome samurai.

The samurai, introduced with Japanese culture and renewed for Dusk City, became a concept that refers to soldiers of a specific family or company.

Of course, even ordinary soldiers do not call them samurai, but only those who are closest to the employer—the most trusted and useful enlisted men and members of the bodyguards—are limitedly referred to as samurai.

But the woman in front of me suddenly told me to become her exclusive samurai.

Suck-

I automatically looked up and down the woman’s face.

If that proposal is true, it means that the woman has the status and wealth to have her own private enlisted group of samurai.

Such a person was not young and looked young.

It’s difficult for Westerners to guess their age just by looking at their faces… Even considering that, it was unconditionally in his early twenties or late teens.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that he is a person who has completely changed his face through plastic surgery or has dramatically slowed the aging of the skin and body through suppression procedures.

Still, it didn’t seem like that was the case.

I don’t have a license to detect the age of a person, but I’ve often seen wealthy older people who worked in luxurious restaurants and had anti-aging treatments.

No matter how young you look, there is a certain atmosphere that cannot be hidden.

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Most of the elderly people who have regained such youthfulness try to show off their wealth and appearance, and enjoy all kinds of luxuries and pleasures with a healthy body.

In addition, although there may be a sense of reward for living for a long time, he does not hesitate to ask for something, and shows arrogance as if he knew everything.

When I say this, it seems that I am a person who is obsessed with old people, but I am only talking purely about my feelings based on experience.

I can’t generalize from the few cases I’ve seen to the general trend, but at least the younger older people I’ve seen were all similar, with few exceptions.

Even a high-end hotel restaurant is different from a pub on the outskirts, but it was a place with a lot of truth.

There is nothing more terrifying than the bullying performed by wealthy, high-ranking people, and people full of a sense of choice who believe that they are superior to others.

Anyway, the woman in front of me had a different feeling from that type.

Looking at this place with some arrogant eyes, and asking him to become an exclusive samurai… All of them, though, to some extent correspond to the characteristics of younger people.

As far as I’m concerned, it was commensurate with my age.

A young and confident figure that would be typical of a Dusk City noble family of that age or the son of a wealthy business class.

Should I say that I feel fresh rather than old in my cheeky attitude?

I don’t know if this is a correct metaphor, but I felt like I was watching the leader of a group of prominent women in school days.

He is the type of person who lives well, studies and sports well, has a pretty face, but has a dirty personality.

It was an aura that strangely reminded me of past trauma.

Old people never, even after dying and waking up, can’t imitate that. My senses were vividly telling me.

Also, the clothes don’t feel outdated at all. Rather, it was very trendy.

A punk look made of black silver material surrounded by chrome metal above, skinny jeans that stick to revealing the body, and lightweight metal boots that shine in pure white.

A practical yet hot design that a woman of that age would wear.

The famous brand logo is embroidered on the outside.

It is famous for making all clothing in a custom-made method using nano-coated fiber technology.

On the surface, it seems like it’s just plain fashion, but if you shoot a bunch of bullets over there, it’s probably only going to cause scratches.

If you sell the clothes you are wearing as a set, the price alone would be worth tens of millions of city dollars.

It is a huge amount of money that would be safe to say that the outer surface of the clothes was covered with diamonds or gold.

And the woman was wearing such clothes so naturally and well.

Golden hair neatly tied to one side, pure white skin, blue eyes with a refreshing light, and thick eyelashes.

Unlike the wildly bouncy attire, the neat and luxurious style of the hair style and the atmosphere create a strangely contrasting harmony and fit perfectly.

It may be natural, since it is a set of clothes that he ordered from the beginning to be custom-made just for himself.

One thing is for sure, you can tell just by looking at what he was wearing, but he was very rich.

where did all that money come from

To build such a wealth with only one’s own abilities at such a young age… Of course, it is not impossible.

In fact, I’ve met people in a similar situation.

But that’s only possible with non-human monsters, and it’s probably reasonable to think of them as members of a wealthy entrepreneurial or aristocratic family in general.

Come to think of it, I said my name before.

‘Alexandra Amadeus Schneider.’

It’s the first name I’ve ever heard.

Her name is Alexandra, and her last name is Schneider.

Did such a family or company exist? I do not know. At first glance, it seems to be of German descent.

In a way, it was natural.

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Miliciani Valentine, Lee Shihoni About famous megacorps, I can pretend to know a little about the original megacorps, but from my own experience.

I know almost nothing about other ordinary conglomerates.

If it hadn’t appeared as a main quest in the game, and if it wasn’t famous enough to be known by anyone in real life, I’ve only been in Dusk City for half a year, and I have no clue.

When I was working at a hotel restaurant, I would not know if it was a familiar family name, or something like that.

But I said to the woman in front of me, ‘I’m sorry, which family or company do you belong to? I don’t know.’ It’s impossible to say… .

It seems that he has great pride in his family, considering that he has a big chest and says his name and surname, but if I say that I do not know well, I may feel that it is an insult in itself.

As I was dazed without an answer, two attendants standing on either side of the woman folded their umbrellas and wiped away the water and stepped forward.

Among them, the attendant on the right looks at me with a large face.

“You better be careful before you pluck that eye color out.”

A two-block pomade style with angled hair and threateningly glowing electronic eyes behind the black sunglasses.

It was said with arms folded in a shirt and suit jacket that seemed to explode.

He was more puzzled and embarrassed than displeased with the harsh growl and spit.

did i do something wrong

I wouldn’t do that for no reason… oh

It was then that I realized what I had done wrong.

You’ve been staring at me for too long

I don’t know what family she belongs to, but anyway, the manager of a tavern looked at the precious lady for a long time, so it was difficult to plant.

Of course, the other side was the first to look up and down, but the other party was a customer and I was a service worker, so I was right.

The blonde girl waved her hand when she wanted to even apologize.

“done. It’s someone I’ll be working with in the future, so there’s no need to be too picky. of course… If you keep your eyes open even after signing the contract, that could be a problem. For now, be still.”

“Yes, I understand.”

The bodyguard backed away once again as if threatened by the owner’s words.

By the way, we will work together in the future… ?

I almost nodded my head at the spit out so naturally.

“….”

When I look at it in absurdity, I raise my head as if I am looking at something.

The woman didn’t even seem to realize that she was wrong.

A confident look, as if he could never have imagined that I would turn down his offer even though he hadn’t asked my doctor yet, as if he thought I would become a samurai under his command.

Then, ‘Become my exclusive samurai.’ It was more of a command than a suggestion.

Looking at his majestic behavior, he seemed to think that I had already become half his subordinate.

You wouldn’t be able to turn down my offer, something like that.

it’s crazy

Oh my God, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone with such a self-centered mindset.

While I was opening my mouth, the solitary general lady went into the bar and looked around and let out a *huh-** nose.

“By the way, I said the manager of the bar. First off, the atmosphere looks good. It’s a bit of a shame that there are so many people. What… It wouldn’t be a bad idea to have a drink here and talk in detail.”

“Ah, miss. Drinking must be done with the owner’s permission… .”

“Noisy. I too am now the age of the terms and conditions. How long are you going to treat me like a child? Father, I know that I will tell you separately later. Don’t meddle in what I do.”

It’s not even taking a picture, and the way he talks with the attendants is so typical that it’s rather surprising.

I resisted the temptation to ask if I was filming some kind of drama.

If it’s more than that, you’ve just turned 20.

Contrary to the seemingly playful appearance, given that his blue eyes were shining brightly, it was as if he had never drank alcohol properly.

She seems to be a girl from a family with a strict family tradition.

“Hmm, hmm.”

The blonde haired lady, who raised the corners of her mouth with a look of excitement, re-cognized that I was looking at her from behind, corrected her expression with a stern expression on her face and coughed in vain.

“Then hand butcher, guide us. I’d love to see what your current workplace looks like.”

… It would be ok to bring it in.

I don’t know either.

He explained the rules to the girls with a shaky expression, got the weapon after a brief fight, checked his identity to see if he really was an adult, and only then guided us to the place.

I already have a feeling that today is going to be a difficult day.