The Fighting Dog of a Ruined Organization

“I’m sorry. I acted foolishly.”

Shizu quickly wiped her tears and apologized.

It’s understandable. Fantasia was on the verge of dissolution, her body was reaching its limits, and she almost fell into great danger while contemplating prostitution.

In such a situation, a strange man suddenly appeared to save her and revealed himself as Fantasia’s third member.

They say there’s always a way out even if the sky falls. This situation fits that saying perfectly. Her heart must have been so overwhelmed that she couldn’t help but cry.

Especially looking at the area under her eyes, it seems like fatigue has seriously accumulated, so it’s even more so. When a person’s body weakens, their heart tends to weaken too. It’s remarkable if someone’s heart doesn’t weaken when their body has weakened.

“Come on, let’s go back. Hyungnim Agasshi is waiting.”

“Hyungnim Agasshi…? Are you referring to Eris-nim?”

“Yes, she asked me to call her Hyungnim, so I’m calling her Hyungnim Agasshi.”

“Hehe, you’re an interesting person.”

Shizu smiled softly. The way she expresses herself gives the impression that she’s conserving energy. It seems she’s trying to save energy in unnecessary areas.

Well, if you’re working three jobs a day, you’d need to do that. It’s not incomprehensible.

Then, is the overly energetic Eris someone who doesn’t know how to conserve energy? That too is very Eris-like.

“I’m back, Hyungnim Agasshi.”

While returning with Shizu, I briefly explained everything that had happened. Shizu didn’t seem to be listening at all, but surprisingly, she had heard everything.

Unlike the calm Shizu who saves a lot of energy, Eris was stamping her feet and spinning in place, then rushed over when she heard my voice.

Such a boss who doesn’t know how to save energy.

“Shizu! Is Shizu safe?!”

“Yes, Eris-nim. I’m safe.”

When Shizu spoke with a faint smile, Eris burst into tears and hugged her.

“Shizu! Do you know how worried I was?”

I think she’d know that without you saying it, you main culprit of energy waste.

“Thank you for worrying. I was able to return safely thanks to Woo Hyeon-woo-nim.”

“Really? Really? What happened?”

“Some men tried to kidnap me, but Woo Hyeon-woo-nim appeared gallantly and saved me.”

“Really? Really? Hyeonwoo must be really strong!”

Eris, having sold her dignity as a boss somewhere, raised her hands in celebration three times, then stretched her arms forward and,

“Yay~ Our Hyeonwoo is the best! Long live our fighting dog!”

She made a big fuss. She never had dignity as a boss to begin with, but this overexcitement is enough to make me lose respect. I wish she’d act more like a boss if she’s a boss.

“When she’s still, her sharp eyes make her look like she has some character.”

“Huh? What?”

“It’s nothing. More importantly, now that I’m a member of the organization, I think I should learn a bit about the world of gangsters, right?”

“Uh-huh! What should I tell you about first?”

Eris looked up at me, her eyes twinkling excitedly.

How can she be 20 years old? She’s like a daughter trying to brag to her dad about what she learned in kindergarten.

“Even if I learn about other things gradually, there’s something that’s been puzzling me continuously.”

“What is it, what is it?”

“Why are all the heads of organizations pretty women?”

In the world I lived in before the possession, gangsters were a man’s world. Even if I assumed this world I possessed into was a noir story, noir is a genre centered around men.

Noir centered around women is rare.

“From what I’ve seen, there aren’t many women with really nasty personalities. But all the heads of organizations are women. Even the subordinate organizations of the top 3 organizations.”

Of course, there might occasionally be organizations with female bosses. It might be discrimination to say it’s absolutely a man’s world.

But a world where all the bosses are women like this is strange. Unless there was a gender reversal and it became a world where women are dominant, but this isn’t such a world.

“Indeed! Good question. It’s understandable to be curious!”

Eris nodded repeatedly and raised her index finger. Why are her gestures so varied?

“To understand this, you need to know the situation when ability user organizations first established themselves in the world.”

Oh no, is she really going to explain everything one by one like a child proudly babbling about what they learned in kindergarten?

I have no intention of listening to boring history. I just need to know the essential points.

“I’m not interested in that, so explain it in summary.”

“Uh, huh? Summary?”

Upon hearing the word ‘summary’, Eris started to break out in a cold sweat.

“Summarizing is what I’m worst at in the world…”

I thought so. You pathetic little boss baby.

“Oh, what should I do… At this rate, my status as a boss…”

You don’t have any status as a boss to begin with, so stop bumping your index fingers together. The more you do that, the more pitiful you look.

“I’ll summarize it for you.”

Perhaps because I kept looking at Shizu with desperate eyes while bumping my index fingers together? Shizu spoke up, saying she’d summarize it.

“The reason pretty girl organization bosses first appeared is simple. They wanted to appeal that gangsters aren’t dangerous by presenting a friendly image. This was hundreds of years ago.”

Certainly, that effect is still present today. Aren’t there many people who like organization bosses because they’re pretty girls?

“But you’ll have questions. How on earth did a girl sit in the boss’s seat? Could these so-called bosses be just figureheads?”

That’s the key point.

I understand up to the point where they used girls to diminish the dangerous image of gangsters. But are these girls really the true bosses? It’s natural to have doubts.

“To conclude, they are the real bosses. They possess formidable combat power.”

“How can strong girls keep appearing?”

“Strong girls have never appeared.”

“What?”

You just said they possess formidable combat power, but now you’re saying strong girls have never appeared.

Isn’t this contradictory?

“Because the organization bosses weren’t women from the beginning.”

“D-do you mean they underwent gender reassignment?”

My goodness, to think that men who underwent gender reassignment surgery could become such beauties. Is the gender reassignment medical technology in this world perhaps incredibly advanced?

“You could call it gender reassignment… but it’s not through surgery. It’s something far more unscientific. And it’s an extremely dirty and cruel act.”

“What on earth do they do that’s so dirty and cruel?”

“There’s an organization called Seonmudang. It’s an organization that remains neutral, not siding with any other organization, and all members of this organization can use ‘possession sorcery’.”

“Possession sorcery? Don’t tell me…”

“I don’t know what you’re imagining, but it’s probably correct.”

“They kill girls and take over their bodies with possession sorcery?”

“That’s correct. Haven’t you heard such stories? Stories about famous idols, or underground idols, being found dead. And soon after, an organization boss appearing who looks like that idol.”

Come to think of it, most organization bosses had a look-alike idol. And chillingly, all those look-alike idols were deceased.

You might feel something’s off, but there are clear differences so everyone just overlooks it.

Those clear differences are,

“While controlling the media to firmly suppress conspiracy theories plays a part, the biggest reason is that the soul’s characteristics change the physical body.”

Han Se-hee, the president of Esper Hunter, has sky-blue hair and eyes.

Hwa Seolhwa, the master of North Sea Ice Palace, has snow-white hair, eyes, and even skin color.

Nam Gung Cho-pung, the leader of Murim Alliance, has a deep cross-shaped scar on her cheek.

“The soul’s color manifests in the hair or eyes, or sometimes the soul’s decisive characteristics appear. So people just brush it off, thinking they might be overly sensitive. Media control and physical changes are hiding such an absurd thing.”

“I see. Then, I’m asking just in case, but Shizu-ssi didn’t kill a girl and take over her body, right?”

“No. That’s what organization bosses do.”

“It’s what organization bosses do… Then what about Hyungnim Agasshi? Did Hyungnim Agasshi kill a girl and take over her body?”

Receiving my question, Eris flinched in surprise and frowned.

“I-I didn’t do anything like that!”

Well, it’s nonsense to think this naive, stupid, and innocent girl killed an idol and took over her body. Let’s say I’m the idiot for doubting her even for a moment.

“For your information, in this era, possessing a woman’s body is like getting a tattoo to show off. The higher one’s position in an organization, the prettier the woman’s body they possess.”

“Does that mean there are cases where they change bodies every time they get promoted?”

Hwa Seolhwa, the master of North Sea Ice Palace, looked the same whether she was in Outer Murim or one of the 5 major sects. But wouldn’t there be gangsters who change their appearance when promoted like that?

“That’s correct. Ordinary people unrelated to gangsters aren’t interested in internal organization matters anyway. So it’s not strange even if they change like that.”

“You hear that, Hyungnim Agasshi? Be careful.”

“Of what?”

“Since Hyungnim Agasshi is pretty, gangsters might come to take your body.”

“Hmph, I’m not scared of such gangsters at all!”

“Oh? Where does that confidence come from?”

“Because I have Hyeonwoo!”

Is that how the story goes?

It’s a bit embarrassing when you suddenly say that. I should end this conversation here.

“But you said a woman’s body is like a tattoo, right? Do they get tattoos too?”

“Yes, they do get tattoos. However, they don’t place as much importance on tattoos as they did before pretty girl bosses became common. They get tattoos that they think suit them best.”

“That’s right! That’s why I have a tattoo too.”

“Oh? What’s your tattoo?”

“I’ll show you, my special tattoo!”

Saying that, Eris stripped off her clothes to her underwear. Her body was completely childlike so there wasn’t any erotic feeling at all, but I did question whether this was appropriate behavior for a 20-year-old woman.

Especially the state of her undress is serious. Even if her body is young, her mind should be 20 years old, but she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipples were covered with round band-aid stickers.

Those are what men use to prevent their nipples from showing through white shirts.

On top of that, on her left chest, just below the collarbone, there’s a small dragon tattoo. It’s not a dragon but a small dragon with its mouth wide open. As a bonus, it has short front legs like a Tyrannosaurus.

And that’s not all? The lower half is a series of shocks and horrors. Her panties are children’s underwear with Mohanya characters printed on them, and for some unknown reason, she has a Mohanya tattoo on her right thigh.

“Why on earth are your panties and tattoo like that…?”

I muttered in bewilderment, but Eris straightened her shoulders and proudly exclaimed.

“Dragons and Mohanya are symbols of strength! I got these tattoos because I want to become strong like Mohanya someday!”

“If they’re symbols of strength, you should have made them bigger. They look even more pathetic because they’re small.”

“Th-that can’t be helped! If the boss of a ruined organization goes around with big tattoos, they’ll be hunted down for showing off…”

Eris grumbled, saying she wanted to make them bigger too.

No, I don’t think you’d be hunted down for showing off no matter how big you make those kinds of tattoos. What kind of misunderstanding are you having?

“And if you’re a 20-year-old woman, stop stripping so casually in front of men.”

“Ahahah, there’s no man anywhere who would get excited seeing a body like this anyway, right?”

“There might be. I’m not one of them, though.”

“Then it doesn’t matter! I should go around in my underwear in front of Hyeonwoo~”

Are you crazy?

I was at a loss for words, wondering what to say, when Shizu sighed and opened the closet.

What came out of the closet was a pure white pajama with many Mohanya characters drawn on it.

“Eris-nim, you’ll catch a cold if you sleep in your underwear. I understand it’s hot because it’s summer, but please wear pajamas, if only for the sake of Athena-nim in heaven.”

“Hmm… It’s hot. But I’ll wear it because it’s Mohanya.”

Eris removed the stickers covering her nipples and put on the pajamas.

Does she like Mohanya that much? She’s truly no different from a kindergartener, I’m at a loss for words. At most, she seems like a lower elementary school student.

“By the way. Athena is Fantasia’s previous boss, right? The one you said was a living magic book.”

“Yup! My mom’s name was Athena.”

“She left you a lot of inheritance too, right?”

“That’s right! But I squandered it all…”

I ask the dejected Eris.

“What kind of business did you do to lose all the money?”

“I gave out loans.”

“You gave out loans? Why did that fail?”

How could you fail when giving out loans with sufficient initial capital? It’s incomprehensible to my common sense.

“W-well…”

And at Eris’s following words, I was at a loss for words.

“You just kept waiting endlessly because they said they had circumstances and asked you to wait?”

Are you really an idiot?

It was a moment when my fixed notion of what an organization boss should be cracked.

“Hand over those promissory notes, right now.”