Chapter 52 I Can Make Them

"So, while Tatsumi successfully eliminated the Imperial Police captain, Hei also ended our concern for the murderous Teigu wielder in the capital. In the end, it is very fortunate that the both of you can come back without any injuries."

Najenda casually holds up the scattered silver hair from the right side of her head, and smiles kindly at the Black Reaper in front of her.

"It is only the result of inevitable digitization and theoretical absolutism, I merely followed the rules of nature."

Hei, please speak a language that we can understand.

"With the absence of justifiable coordination between his inward parameters and his onward dynamism, it was not hard to handle his Teigu."

Never mind.

Well, for the young assassins of Night Raid, it is technically time for dinner.

However, Najenda insists on having Hei report on his specific involvements with Zanku the Beheader as the crowd gathers to enjoy their meals, which is why the awkward conversation just now appeared on the table.

Entirely neglecting the imaginary sweat drops on the foreheads of at least five assassins, the Black Reaper decides to focus on the food lying right in front of him.

That piece of steak looks, well, monstrous.

Literately.

For a man who does not possess the ability to smell or taste, it seems extremely wasteful for Hei to consume a steak the size of multiple textbooks.

Gently uplifting his fork and his knife, the Black Reaper thoughtfully divides the piece of meat into many equal-volume-prisms in his head.

"I will take your reports regarding to the Spectator onto the higher officials in the Revolutionary Army. It is rather disappointing that you were not able to retrieve this Teigu."

Brushing off Hei's eccentric report, the leader of the young assassins slowly takes out another cigarette before sighing at the current situation.

"The empire has been collecting Teigus. Maybe troublesome enemies will come for us sooner or later. We should further prepare ourselves, for our supplies are limited when comparing to the empire."

"Of course, Boss! You can definitely count on us!"

Lubbock, sometimes it is good to tone it down a little bit.

"So far, all of our targets have been worthless scums. How can we suddenly fall into difficult enemies when we are experienced Teigu users…"

Arrogantly declaring her point of view, the pinkette in the room pauses in her own sentence, and takes a short glance at a certain green-eyed boy with antipathy.

"Well, at least most of us."

"Hey! Shut it, you little arrogant brat!"

"Who are you calling brat? Correct me if I am wrong, will you?"

"Why you – "

Before the determined lifetime enemies can turn the peaceful dinner into an uncontrollable bar fight, Bulat and Leone have to take on their responsibilities to restrain the younger teenagers from physically approaching each other.

"Calm down, you two."

"Yeah, you know, only couples will fight like that."

"We are not couples!"

Simultaneously exclaiming the identical statement, the two teens turn their heads angrily toward each other before looking away in embarrassment.

Leone continues to enjoy the free entertainment with her mischievous glances, while Bulat laughs awkwardly at the arguing pair. Sheele sits quietly at the corner of the group, and smiles at the scene with her usual kindness. Lubbock tries to cheer Tatsumi up by saying some Lubbockish proverbs, but the words could not escape his lungs as he notices the killing glare from his silver-haired boss.

"Anyway, it does not matter how strong our enemies are right now, Mine. You have not seen the true power of a Teigu yet. And I know of a person who can easily destroy an entire army with the power from her Teigu."

Shaking her head slightly, Najenda redirects her focus onto the outspoken pinkette.

"Esdeath."

Bulat knows. He knows it too well. His boss, who lost her eye and her arm against that devil, is the one to ask.

The temperature in the room metaphysically drops at the mentioning of that name. General Esdeath, the strongest of the empire, is going to be their enemy one day. The young members of Night Raid have heard rumors, but the older ones have personally experienced the terror of the ice demon.

"As a result, Hei, I would like you to do your best in your attempts for Teigu collection. The Revolution Army can make very good use of them."

Breaking the high tension with her further orders, Najenda turns back to the masked man, who has just finished cutting his steak into standardized cubes.

"…"

Looking at the small pieces of meat in his plate, Hei seems to be in deep thought once again.

Beside the question about the Teigus, here lies an additional problem for the Black Reaper – eating this meal would require Hei to take off his mask…

But he is unwilling to compromise his facial appearance in front of the Night Raid members… yet.

Mentally making a decision in this instant, Hei gently pushes the plat toward a drooling Akame before making his final remark.

"Teigus… I can make them."

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Hei, you really have a terrible sense of humor.