"Hah! If the register is broken, you can't ring it up. If the manager asks, how are you supposed to explain it?" Hattori Hanzo sneered. "Tch, never mind that. This convenience store was wrecked by that explosion just now. The insurance company will definitely have to pay out, but if everyone does what you did—pays and leaves—how is the insurance company supposed to compensate them? Tsk, tsk... Looks like someone won't be getting away today!"
"Hattori, you're overthinking this. Never mind whether this convenience store is even insured—the guy who caused the damage is still right here, isn't he? Gay dared to use a bomb in the store because he could afford to cover the damages. If someone is compensating them, then the insurance company..."
Before Sogo Doma could finish, cold sweat was already pouring down Kotaro Katsura's face. C-compensation? As the very embodiment of poor people having no backbone, what was he supposed to use to compensate them?
Seeing gay drenched in sweat, Sogo Doma grinned even more broadly. "Gay, I'm right, aren't I? When the time comes, just deduct my twenty thousand yen from the compensation. What's the big deal?"
The others all turned their gazes toward Kotaro Katsura. It was not only the convenience store that needed compensation—they had been frightened out of their wits too, and they needed compensation as well! The other party was employed by the Defense Ministry, a government official, so didn't that mean...
"Ha, haha..." As everyone's imaginations ran wild, Kotaro Katsura suddenly gave an awkward laugh. "D-Doma, didn't you say I had to go after those guys who escaped? Mm, right, that's right. I'll leave this place..." At that point, he suddenly pointed behind everyone and said, "Look, aliens..."
Hattori Hanzo: "..."
Wasn't that the trick he had just used?
Everyone