DanMachi, My Members Are From Slice-of-Life Anime

This time it was an acquaintance who came in, Vodka... and...

“Little girl?” Calvados scoffed. “Oh, at this age, she should go back to her mother’s arms and drink milk.”

Bourbon was stunned:

Holy crap, Hitomi-chan!

what's going on?

How come you've become my equal in just one week?

Chapter 486 Hitomi Mishima: I got promoted?

"What? Bourbon, you know this newcomer?"

Vermouth noticed Bourbon's unusual behavior, exhaled a smoke ring, and teased him.

Bourbon said calmly, "They were new recruits I had previously selected, but Gin took them away."

"Is it really that simple?" Vermouth didn't believe it.

Although Rum has been putting some of his own people into the organization since he took over the action team, they are still at the level of peripheral members.

They were not qualified to participate in this rally at all.

"Being able to come here means that this child has their own code name, right? What is it?"

Vodka took off his hat, revealing his Mediterranean-looking forehead, and said:

"This is Alaska, she will take Gin's place and deal with the rats."

Vodka's words are very revealing. Considering Rum's previous failure—not only losing valuable test subjects but also two key figures—it's hard to guarantee the boss won't bring Gin back into the fold...

Considering Gin's physical condition and current responsibilities, this suddenly appearing Alaskan is clearly intended to replace Gin and Rum and take over their duties...

"Pfft, Alaska? Mind your own business!" Calvados leaned against the bar, scoffing.

"This code name is really interesting. Oh! It reminds me of the puppies my grandma used to keep. Come on, bark twice? Haha."

boom--

Before he could finish speaking, a throwing knife shattered the glass in Calvados's hand and grazed his wrist.

The throwing knife was embedded in the wine rack behind him, its handle buzzing.

Calvados looked at his hand, which was covered in blood from the glass shards, and his expression turned grim.

"Kid, a sniper's hands are very precious..."

Mishima Hitomi's eyes were cold, her hands in the pockets of her black trench coat, and she sneered, mimicking Gin's manner:

"Next time, it won't be the cup that breaks, but your head."

With a simple move, the people present simultaneously put away their disdainful expressions.

That icy, penetrating gaze, just like Gin's, made them wonder if the child had also taken some similar drug. In reality, he wasn't a child at all…

Vermouth, holding her wine glass, swirled it with amusement as she spoke:

"Alaska, that's an interesting nickname. The second generation Gin?"

She stood up, walked gracefully to the girl, and gently lifted Mishima Hitomi's chin with her finger, saying:

"I don't really like this name. Can I call you Ha-chan from now on?"

"Hello?" Hitomi Mishima looked at Vermouth, who resembled a big star, with complicated thoughts.

Knew it!

As expected, people think I'm a husky! How awful! Why did they give me such a nickname?!

As Ms. Mishima was in a disheveled state, a familiar voice sounded behind her:

"Vermouth...do you have any objections to the title I gave to my disciple?"

Gin, hands in his pockets, pushed open the door and entered.

"Master, can I kill her?" Mishima Hitomi abandoned her thought and bluntly revealed her malice.

Huskies are huskies.

Go ahead and yell if you're not afraid I'll tear your house apart!

Vermouth looked up and giggled, "Are you angry?"

Gin grinned and said, "This woman won't do. She's the boss's favorite. Unless... you find evidence that she betrayed the organization."

Mishima Hitomi said with a serious expression, "I smell a rat on her."

"Shut up."

"Yes."

Gin looked at the now obedient Mishima Hitomi and nodded in satisfaction.

He likes obedient children.

It seems like his murderous intent has increased. Could it be because he's started eating meat? Well, having a strong murderous intent is a good thing...

With that thought in mind, he and his two subordinates found a sofa and sat down.

Bourbon looked at Mishima Hitomi with a half-smile:

"It should be called Alaska now. I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime."

Hitomi Mishima sneered, "Me too. I didn't expect to see you again so soon, Mr. Bourbon."

Those damned Zero Group! Those wicked capitalists who abandon their subordinates and do absolutely nothing! Die! Bastards!

The girl roared inwardly.

Gin was pleased with Alaska's attitude: "Thank you so much, Bourbon."

soon.

The other members of the organization entered the tavern one after another.

Rena Mizunashi, a beautiful TV presenter with a single ponytail. Her codename is Kir.

There was also a foreign woman with long, gray, flowing hair and heterochromatic eyes, codenamed Curaçao.

The last three were a group led by a cool woman with short blonde hair. There were two men and one woman; the woman's codename was Riesling.

The remaining two are Aquavit and Stout, who look like middle-aged men's henchmen.

The three entered the hall and sat silently in a corner. They seemed somewhat out of place.

"I smell a mouse." Hitomi Mishima sniffed.

"Hmph." Gin sneered, "Once you find the evidence, you can do whatever you want with it."

Once everyone had arrived, two electronic screens were lowered in the center of the tavern.

A black raven head lit up, emanating a processed electronic voice.

"I know everything."

"Chianti and Cohen's sacrifice was not in vain. Let us first offer our sincere blessings to our fallen compatriots."

Everyone rose, removed their black top hats, and touched their chests in respect.

After it ended, another screen lit up, and Rum's voice came on:

"Boss, regarding those superhumans... I suspect someone deliberately exposed our base's location to the Special Division."

"Also... we greatly underestimated those superhumans."

Gin sneered: "Isn't it because someone failed to deal with the rats, allowing them to steal the 'food' with impunity?"

The two people each hold an opinion.

The BOSS's screen lit up with sound waves again:

"Alright. That's enough."

After a pause, he said:

"Rum was indeed negligent. This caused losses to our organization, so, Gin..."

Everyone was startled, thinking to themselves that it seemed Gin might have a chance to return.

"Speed ​​up the containment of those superhumans... and also, develop their abilities as much as possible. Don't worry about the 'guinea pigs,' just report the losses later."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. However, even after understanding the superhuman's combat strength, the boss still entrusted this task to Gin, confirming his importance in the boss's eyes.

at the moment……

"Your name is Alaska, right...? According to the plan, you will take over Gin's original position and be responsible for investigating traitors within the organization."

“You can act without Rum’s orders, as long as there is enough evidence, without going through anyone.”

Rum said reluctantly, "Boss, this newcomer's background isn't clean. There are too many suspicious points. We can't trust him."

The boss's screen paused for a moment, then displayed a projected video.

It contains Hitomi Mishima's personal information.