The "Sword General" pose Zaimokuza Yoshiteru had struck was starting to stiffen.
The admiration he expected never came. Instead, there was only Yukino's cold gaze as if looking at non-recyclable trash, and Yui's awkward but polite smile.
Just as the air was about to freeze, Darius moved.
He didn't mock, nor did he ignore. Under Zaimokuza's astonished gaze, Darius knelt on one knee solemnly, then gripped the chubby hand still pointing at the ceiling.
"Comrade." Darius's voice was heavy, like a secret agent meeting after a long time. "The awaited day has finally arrived."
Zaimokuza's brain suddenly crashed: "Eh? C-comrade?"
"Stop pretending, 'Sword General'." Darius stood up, then casually pulled out a roll of paper dampened by sweat from under Zaimokuza's armpit.
"This S-class encrypted document codenamed Otherworld Fantasy War has been received by me."
"That's my novel draft..." Zaimokuza tried to explain.
"Silence. Maintain radio silence."
Darius immediately unfurled the rolled paper, which contained scribbled maps and chūnibyō settings. He pulled out sunglasses and put them on; his aura instantly transformed from high school student to frontline commander.
Yukino massaged her temples, finally unable to resist speaking up:
"Darius-kun, please don't worsen his delusional illness. That's just a document full of low taste and grammatical errors..."
"Member Yukinoshita, watch your words." Darius cut in without looking back, his finger pointing hard at the map.
"You think this is a novel? Shallow! This is a World War III simulation board based on real-world geopolitical projections!"
Yukino was stunned for a moment, then narrowed her eyes: "Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Look at this." Darius pointed to the 'Magic Kingdom' on the map.
"This clearly refers to the European Union with high-tech electromagnetic weapons. Then look at this 'Demon King's Army', this is a Far East radical faction. As for these 'Goblins', these are clearly low-cost drone swarm tactics."
Zaimokuza's mouth fell open: "So... so what I wrote was that deep?"
"Not only that." Darius's gaze became sharp, pointing to the protagonist's character settings.
"The 'Black Fire Dragon Knight' Sato Kazuma, on the surface is someone who reincarnated, but in reality he's a super agent who has undergone genetic modification. And this 'Harem' setting you made..."
Darius sneered, then turned to Yukino: "Member Yukinoshita, what do you think a 'Harem' is?"
Yukino folded her arms coldly: "It's the shameless sexual fantasy of the author."
"Wrong!" Darius slammed his hand on the table.
"It's an efficient intelligence network built to disguise identity! Using beauty to infiltrate enemy rear lines, that's the highest form of espionage tactics!"
Yukino: "😐"
She stared at Darius's serious face, and for a moment, she couldn't find a logical gap to refute him.
"A-amazing!" Zaimokuza trembled with emotion, as if he had just met his soulmate. "That's exactly what I wanted to convey! Only you understand me, comrade!"
"But, your plan has one fatal flaw." Darius's tone suddenly became stern.
"The protagonist's main vehicle, 'Black Fire Dragon', because it's a VTOL (Vertical Take-Off and Landing) type multifunctional fighter jet, why is it being used for dating? This is a huge waste of national assets! It should be used for high-value target elimination operations!"
Zaimokuza fearfully stood at attention: "I-I apologize! I'll change it immediately!"
"Darius-kun." Yukino sighed, her eyes radiating pity like looking at a rare creature. "You're making this already hopeless person even more difficult to handle. This is the Service Club, not a mental hospital."
"Ordinary people always have trouble understanding a genius's strategy." Darius ignored Yukino's mockery, pulled out a tissue from his pocket, quickly wrote several lines, then placed it in front of Zaimokuza.
"Sign this."
"What is this?" Zaimokuza asked.
"D-Class Personnel employment contract." Darius's voice sounded solemn. "Join the 'SCP Sobu High Branch', and you'll become a noble 'Dreamer' in our organization. Although the mortality rate is somewhat high, for world peace, this small sacrifice is worth it, right?"
"For the world!" Zaimokuza's blood boiled, he grabbed a pen and signed his full name on the tissue, as if signing a peace treaty.
Darius stored the "contract" with satisfaction, then picked up the original manuscript.
"Alright, since you've joined the organization, now we start phase one: 'Cleansing Operation'."
"Cleansing?"
"Correct." Darius held both ends of the manuscript with his hands, his eyes cold. "I will physically cut out all the 'sour smell of love' parts in it. An agent doesn't need love, only missions."
*RIIIP!*
Amidst Zaimokuza's horrified scream and Yukino's dumbfounded stare, Darius with a flat face tore the rough draft into two parts.
"Now, let's rebuild our operational plan."
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