"Uh..."
The young man looked surprised. He wanted to argue, but found he had no idea what to say.
"Of course..."
Another, rather tall staff member smiled and said, "We won't lower our evaluation just because a solo operative requested the cooperation of the City Patrol Army. In fact, whether this idea came from him or his information analyst, the fact that he was able to request the City Patrol Army's cooperation is a good thing... We're not afraid of ability users requesting cooperation. We're afraid of ability users refusing to cooperate."
"So giving him this evaluation is already quite generous. After all, I heard he's still a newcomer..."
"..."
"So..."
Looking at the two reserved yet arrogant seniors, the young man showed a puzzled expression. "The job of our Loss-of-Control Risk Evaluation Team is to analyze, after ability users complete their missions, whether there might have been a better way to handle things, then evaluate their missions through discussion?"
"..."
The two seniors were instantly rendered speechless. They cast gloomy looks at the young man.
The young man shuddered and began to worry whether he would pass his internship.
"You're mistaken..."
The slightly plump senior thought for a moment before looking solemnly at the young man. "Our task isn't to determine whether there was a better way to handle things. It's to judge how much humanity they still retain based on the way they carry out their missions..."
"The more humanity they have, the lower their risk of losing control."
"..."
"Exactly..."
The taller senior let out a meaningful sigh and said, "You may not know this, but this ability user's initial loss-of-control risk was set at 85% by the higher-ups. After he performed well on several consecutive missions, it was lowered to below 80%. But because of the