In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 447 The Fubuki Group: Working to Pay Off Debts

“Miss Fubuki, if you continue to act recklessly, I can’t guarantee they’ll still be alive. If things escalate, I’ll also be in the right, because from the beginning, my armor was recording the whole process. It was you and your men who started the trouble by making unreasonable demands and attacking first.”

In the end, I might get a minor punishment, but those two good-for-nothings, once dead, are truly dead.

Shimizu patted his eyelashes on his cheek with the cold blade of his black steel sword, and smiled at Fubuki with narrowed eyes.

"You... are despicable!"

Fubuki was so angry that her two large breasts on her chest shook even more violently, almost bursting out of her clothes.

"Who is the despicable one here? Miss Fubuki, you were the ones who blocked my way home first, attacked me first, and forced me to join your kindergarten hometown association. Don't you even know where you are before you just attacked me like that?"

Shimizu sneered.

Fubuki finally calmed down.

They were not in a densely populated downtown commercial street, but on a street near an apartment building that ran through a garden.

This was Shimizu's residence, and other residents nearby naturally noticed the commotion and quickly moved away. Most of them had already called the association to report that a suspected monster-like disaster had appeared in the vicinity.

"how do you want to do it?"

Fubuki said with a cold face.

"What else can we do but apologize?"

Fubuki pursed her lips, glanced at her two silent subordinates, lowered her head slightly, and said:

"Private...private Marseille."

Hmm, very sensible! Knowing that you have to show your chest when you apologize... oh no, you have to bow your head.

"You've apologized, but what about making amends?"

Do we still need to apologize?

"Lady Fubuki, at worst we..."

Shimizu lowered his head and glanced at the open-mouthed eyelashes, then used his sword to make a shallow cut on the man's face.

"What's the worst that could happen? Hmm? Go on, tell me?"

Shimizu said fiercely, deliberately using the mental intimidation technique she had learned from the Mind Gem on the eyelashes and the mountain ape.

At this moment, looking at the humiliated Mountain Monkey and Eyelashes, the apologetic Fubuki, and the way he was stepping on them, Shimizu felt like he was the villainous bully doing bad things.

"Alright, release the mountain ape and the eyelashes. Name your price, and I'll compensate you."

"It's snowing," Fubuki said decisively.

"That...one hundred million?"

Shimizu tentatively said.

If seppuku can offer so much money, then Fubuki, as the most popular B-class character, should be able to as well, right?

"Black Whirlwind Warrior, why don't you just kill us?"

The mountain ape readily admitted defeat.

Ignoring the threat from Shimizu Kenjiro, Eyelashes nodded in agreement.

"Huh? Is your Fubuki Group really that poor? You can't even come up with a hundred million?"

Fubuki nodded with great difficulty.

"Although the Fubuki Crew is facing some financial difficulties, I will encourage everyone in the Fubuki Crew to work hard and pay off this debt."

No?

Should we work together to pay off our debts?
Is it really that low-class?

"Your Fubuki Group...don't you have any businesses? Like supermarkets, stores, funds, stocks, or anything like that?"

Shimizu looked at Fubuki's expression and tentatively asked.

Fubuki slowly shook her head.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly impressive appearance of the Fubuki Group. Fubuki's dresses, her handbags, and the suits worn by her underlings are all designer brands, and they even have several cars for show. But behind the scenes, to maintain the Fubuki Group's enormous expenses and subsidize the organization's costs, not only the underlings but even core members like Yamaru and Eyelash have to work hard to earn money.

The Hero Association pays a base salary of 400,000 yen to B-class heroes. Most B-class heroes, including mission rewards and dividends from association-related items, can barely earn a million yen. Sometimes, with the recovery of monster corpses, they can earn a little more, but it is still not enough.

After all, each group member has their own daily living expenses.

Even though Fubuki is stronger, as the most popular and beautiful B-rank hero, her share of commercial endorsements and merchandise revenue is higher than some A-rank heroes. She single-handedly covers a significant portion of the Fubuki Group's expenses, preventing them from being in dire straits and allowing them to have some surplus. However, she simply cannot come up with 100 million yen all at once.

That's a huge sum that would take an ordinary B-class hero, who earns nearly a million yen a month, ten years to earn. If you were to replace Shimizu's original self, who earns a relatively high salary in society, that would require working overtime every night for thirty years.

Fukukiri is, after all, a member of the Sword Saint Association who can be compared to S-class heroes. He is a world-renowned swordsmanship master who has been famous for decades. His fame and strength are far beyond what Fubuki and the B-class members of the Fubuki Group can match.

He has built a very large business just from his swordplay school, with a considerable number of students, including some who are extremely wealthy.

When such a remarkable person loses their pursuit of swordsmanship due to age and focuses on making money and gaining fame and fortune, their ability to attract wealth is terrifying.

Even if they can't compare to those super-rich people, they're still not comparable to Fubuki and the Fubuki Group.

One hundred million is not much for Abakiri, and he even takes advantage of the fact that Shimizu is only a B-rank hero. In Abakiri's eyes, Shimizu is someone who can make him use more than 70% of his strength. If it is a fight to the death, then Abakiri will have to go all out.

If you give too little, his seppuku will lose its value.

"Without an industry, without any formal revenue streams for the organization, relying on association salaries and extra work to support the organization's seemingly glamorous and normal operation... this is truly child's play."

Shimizu covered her forehead with her left hand and sighed helplessly.

Fubuki lowered her head even further, her pretty face flushed.

What should I do? I feel so embarrassed after what this guy said...

Shimizu shook his head and said:

"Forget it, see how much these two are worth, just give me whatever you think is fair."

The eyelashes lying on the ground turned its head slightly, exchanged a knowing glance with the mountain ape on the other side, and said in unison:
"Black Whirlwind Warrior, we two are worthless!"

A "#" symbol suddenly appeared on Shimizu's forehead, and he shouted at the two of them:
"Why don't you two just say you're a money-losing burden? Otherwise, wouldn't I have to pay you back?" Mountain Ape and Eyelashes fell silent.

Because they saw Fubuki's slightly trembling body and her raised face.

"Enough! Mountain Monkey, Eyelash, I won't allow you to talk about yourselves like that. No one in our Fubuki Group is a so-called waste! It's just one hundred million. As long as we work together, I don't believe we can't earn this money! If we can't even come up with a mere one hundred million, then what kind of Fubuki Group are we?"

"Fubuki-sama!"×2
The mountain monkey and the eyelashes were so moved that they wept bitterly.

Shimizu looked up at the sky speechlessly and rolled her eyes.

"Hey, I'm telling you, hurry up and sign this document. Once you've signed it, you can leave."

"We...didn't bring paper and pens with us when we came out. Should I go to the nearby stationery store and buy some now?"

Fubuki said awkwardly.

"Forget it, you don't need to sign the document here. Just go back and finish it yourselves and send it over."

Fubuki breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Fortunately, to outsiders, the Blizzard Group still has some credibility.

"Anyway, you can't renege on your debt. My recording is still on. At worst, I'll show the recording to your sister and have her pay it back. She's second-ranked S-class, she can't possibly be unable to come up with 100 million."

Shimizu's next words immediately caused several black lines to slide down Fubuki's forehead.

Well, she was overthinking it.

"Please rest assured, the Fubuki Group will definitely repay this debt! I guarantee it with my own reputation!"

The snowflakes blew, cutting through the railway tracks.

"Alright, here you go with these two underlings."

Shimizu withdrew his foot, moved his sword aside, and gestured with his chin toward Fubuki, indicating that Yamajutsu and Eyelash should return to Fubuki's side. Then he glanced lightly at a certain direction in the sky to his right.

The mountain monkey and eyelashes slunk back behind Fubuki.

In the distant sky, a green-haired, legally-born older loli tilted her head.

It seems like I've been discovered.

That guy's skills are so-so, but his senses are quite sharp.

Below, Shimizu turned around, and before leaving, waved her hand with her back to Fubuki, saying:
“I advise you not to be so willful next time. People with some ability will let you off the hook because of your sister, while the weak can only be harmed by your childish behavior. That’s why you’ve been so arrogant until now. But sooner or later you’ll run into trouble, and your sister will have to clean up the mess.”

The tornadoes in the sky seemed to nod incessantly.

That's right, absolutely right!
Fubuki, that little sister of yours still hasn't grown up!
Upon hearing Shimizu's assessment and the information about tornadoes, Fubuki couldn't help but clench her fists quietly.

What should I do? I feel like hitting him even more now than before, but wouldn't that mean I'd have to pay 200 million in damages?
On the other side, Shimizu continued muttering:

"Also, the structure of your Fubuki Group is too rough. You should consult someone with ample work and management experience in the community, otherwise it will always remain just a small-scale operation."

Finally, here's a quote that applies to all heroes.

With great power comes great responsibility. Heaven has bestowed upon you a unique life experience and a strength unlike that of others, which means that some things can only be undertaken by someone like you.

Don't waste the talents you have and let yourself be bound by the things in front of you.

You should do what you should really do, things that will allow you to fully utilize your talents.

If your only goal is to recruit newcomers like me into your Fubuki team to satisfy your own pursuit of being number one and your obsession with achieving so-called results, then you and your Fubuki team will only ever reach this point.

After saying that, Shimizu glanced at the location of Tatsumaki again, and after realizing that she had no intention of showing up at this moment, she leisurely went back.

Hopefully, this will fool Fubuki and make her do what so-called heroes should really do, and stop bothering me.

With great power comes great responsibility. This saying should still be quite powerful for true superheroes whose hearts are filled with heroism, responsibility, and a sense of mission.

Although Fubuki has some obvious personality flaws, she is still a genuine positive hero, so she should be able to be fooled, right?

Watching Shimizu's departing figure, Fubuki stood there in a daze, letting go of her hands, her mind echoing Shimizu's words before leaving.

Just then, a clear, childlike voice came from the sky to the ground.

"That guy's strength is just so-so, like yours, but what he said makes a lot of sense. Fubuki, you're not a child anymore. You've reached the age where you shouldn't be so willful anymore, lest I have to clean up your messes later."

"Sister, sister...older sister?"

Hearing the sound, Fubuki stiffly turned around and saw the tornado descending from the sky. She opened her mouth and stammered:
"I...I just...didn't...didn't lose..."

“I know, I saw it all. I told you a long time ago not to organize any B-level hometown associations. These people who can’t keep up with you are just a burden.”

Tornado glanced at the mountain ape and eyelashes hiding in the back like quails, and snorted.

"No, sister, they are not a burden, but companions. Even if they cannot play a significant role when facing powerful opponents, they can still bring out their talents in a way that suits them."

As Fubuki spoke, she couldn't help but think of what Shimizu had just said, as well as herself and Tatsumaki, and her gaze immediately became firm.

If the Fubuki Clan cannot fight alongside them when facing a powerful enemy, there will always be other battlefields suitable for them.

Just like herself and Tatsumaki, Tatsumaki, as the older sister, is almost the strongest fighter in the Hero Association besides the elusive Blast, while there is an insurmountable gap in strength between her and Tatsumaki, as the younger sister.

She certainly couldn't face those monsters that the association needed to deploy tornadoes to defeat, but she could also fully utilize her talents in areas that suited her!
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility!
With great power comes great responsibility!
Tornado looked at Fubuki's stubborn gaze, and her expression crumbled.

"Why are you still so willful? Fine, how do you plan to pay back that 100 million? Should I pay it for you first?"

"No need, sister, I'll find a way to pay it back myself."

"Then you can decide for yourself. If you need more, just tell me. Also, hurry up and go home. The food is all cooked. You two burdens, stop standing here like idiots. You're in the way, okay?"

"Mountain Ape, Eyelashes, you two should retreat first and go back to treat your injuries. By the way, sister, when did you learn to cook?"

"I already know how to do that. I can just order takeout with my phone."

In the apartment in the distance.

Shimizu, sensing that the Fubuki Group and the Tatsumaki Sisters had already left, spoke into the phone call from the association in her hand:

"Yes, it was the Fubuki Group, not a monster attack. The matter has been resolved, and they have agreed to apologize to me. Yes, they have left. As for casualties? Just pretend there were no casualties."

(End of this chapter)