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Gavin watched the young man from the New York Council disappear into the distance, screaming at the top of his lungs. On Gavin's left, Eugene applauded Johnny's singing, nudged Gavin's boot with his own, and asked,

"Boss, haha, you really can make friends with anyone. How long has it been? That kid's already offering you a woman—and his woman, at that!"

Eugene pointed after the young man, aiming his finger particularly at his backside.

"Look at that unsteady stride and the way he swings his hips. One glance tells you he's the sort of guy who's worn himself out in bed!"

"For a bastard who's survived in the wasteland but still managed to run himself into the ground like that, he might actually have a decent regular partner!"

"You want her, boss? If not, I'll take her. I'm not about to pass up such a generous gift from fate!"

With that, Eugene grinned and eagerly scratched his crotch with his left hand.

Gavin's orders for him at this party had been simple: get along with the New York Council people as well as he could.

After all, Eugene was the Golden Road's main field commander.

Edward, the Alliance's more capable First Company commander, had to keep his team operating around Alliance territory to protect their home ground.

That meant the Golden Road, which would someday stretch across America, naturally fell to Eugene.

In that position, he would inevitably deal with the New York Council. Gavin's instruction to make friends with its people at the party was only sensible.

But as Eugene saw it, what faster way was there to befriend the council people than to get laid with them?

If there was one, it had to be finding another council person and making it a threesome.

Besides, after drinking this