I immediately open my bag, rushing to count the money that I had left. It amounted to 18,640 yen which met I gave those fuckers 11,000 yen.
"Fuck!!" I couldn't help but lament out loud, with other people given the same fucking treatment - lamenting and cussed with unhinged annoyance.
Daigo placed his hand on my shoulder, as I covered my face with my hands, trying to console me as I almost broke down in tears.
'Why the fuck!' I couldn't help but lament inwardly, and soaked in that feeling until we arrived at Taisho public train station.
Surprisingly or not, DRCT officers were stationed here and two Enforcer searched the train too and I paid 4,000 yen to those set of scum bags while Daigo gave them 5,000 yen - Costing a loss of 15,000 yen for me and 10,850 yen for Daigo but I seem to be angrier about this than Daigo.
Even after getting off, we were forced to queue up and pay up 6,000 yen to some fucking government contribution collectors.
Others just that number reduced a bit after some ballzy folks started protesting, but immediately those fuckers found out you are a Mercenary-Guard, they straight up just bullied you to pay that stupid amount.
If you start measuring dicks with 'em, they just drag your ass away.
After the series of robbery by the law enforcement upon us, we walked to the abandoned Taisho Shopping mall with vexed, glooming expressions and it seems we weren't the only ones. As we walked in the building, the usually rowdiness of the Mercenary-Guards was reduced.
Everyone wore serious expressions and complained about how much each of them had to pay as contribution at train stations, checkpoints, and toll gates.
When questioning the reason for that, some were told it's for the recovery of the Kyoto outbreak, others got their ass whooped before they dropped the coins.
I and Daigo just went to our usual spot and sat there in silence, even if punks were still throwing themselves for Towers and military companies for a gig,
We didn't... we couldn't; we weren't just in the mood for that now.
I had only 5,640 yen left and 11 days to make enough money, so Kuro and Jiro don't come around my crib and straighten my ass or worst – break my arms like they did Genji. I still have to renew my freaking Guard ID card.
After a while of thinking about my fucking financial hell, my mind somehow took me to everything that I could remember about the game the kid on the train played and talked about.
I stood up and told Daigo that I will be back soon but it might take a while, he asked - why?
I told him I just want to check something out concerning my body; an injury or somethin'.
I left and took the stairs to the first floor of the mall, searching for a room that could give me some kind of privacy to check out those characters and 'things' stuck in my line of sight because three of what I'm seeing is in that kid's game and weird things started happening since yesterday.
I want to make sense of the anomalies I am seeing because there is a possibility that I might not be crazy, I mean anything is possible when it comes to Gates and Mana, and with every that has happened I owe it to myself to try.
It took me a while to find some privacy, since fuckers were occupying virtually everywhere but I found some privacy in a messed up toilet on the second floor.
The walls of the toilet were covered in graffiti and cobwebs. Everything in the toilet were old, and severely damaged but at least, no one was there.
I took a flat wooden board and placed it on the toilet-seat for me to seat down, then I focus on what I was seeing.