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Guffy didn't seem excited... or rather, he's used to it by the way he walks and looks as usual.

It shows that it is very concurrent in the floating district...

Guffy: Have you come here before, my brother?

Since there are still eight minutes left before the set time, perhaps he sees no problem in walking lightly to see a little.

Mikael: I would be lying if I said yes. Everything is new to me.

Everything is sinful and forbidden for me.

Guffy: We can look around if you want, my brother.

Michael: Okay.

He has noticed my curiosity.

He is very considerate. Will he be the same with all his friends?

Mikael: You seem to be an expert in the floating district, do you like coming with friends?

Guffy: Before I used to come with my friends, but they were all dying for many things. Now you're the only childhood friend I can call close or talk to casually.

Surrounded by malicious strangers...

Another of the realities of the connects.

Mikael: It's not easy.

While I observe with passion and feel the sweet aroma of countless incense, be it of any type and acuity, or perhaps the bewitching figures of dancers with slow movements that awaken impulsiveness and male imagination.

Groups of girls in school clothes.

What can't you find?

Even some people wear a type of mask with all kinds of costumes without a specific period theme and a certain novelistic attitude.

And without mentioning the cocktails and wines of all the colors of the rainbow; and long pipes of different materials and shapes.

It seems to me, then, and with such a vertiginous sensation, it is true that the notion of personality is lost. And you wake up with nothing.

Guffy: You really look like a little kid in a candy store. "Mumbles lightly"

Mikael: Did you say something?

Guffy: There are some girls to your left who are looking at you, and they seem to be attracted to you, my brother.

...?

Certainly, now I feel uncomfortable evaluating a woman's gaze.

I get a little nervous and more rigid than usual.

Mikael: W-what do I do? "I said quietly and turning my face in a different direction from them."

Guffy: ... Wait... You don't know what to do?!

He holds my shoulder dramatically as he looks at me bewildered.

Guffy: Are you still a virgin?!

Mikael: Keep your voice down... the entire floating district must not know that I am a virgin.

Mikael: Also, just because you have it doesn't mean that virgins are extinct. And also, I am a young man busy with his duties and not looking to have premature relationships.

Guffy: You sound like what my grandfather would say when he was young. "Drops shoulders in disappointment"

How dramatic...

Guffy: Looks like it's time to go back. Don't think this topic ended here, my brother, I promise to bring you to learn adult entertainment with some courtesans of your taste.

I appreciate the willingness, but I see no problems in refusing.

Mikael: You have no choice...

After returning, a compartment van arrived at the agreed time.

Its windows were stamped black and the body was white.

A man of medium muscle and scars on his face got out of the passenger seat, observing us with cold attention.

No doubt...

His sadistic gaze and bloodthirsty presence...

All my senses unconsciously screamed danger, and my guard was at its peak.

This guy is a real connect.

I don't know his rank, but he is not of a low category... No, I must look at it more objectively, perhaps the right hand of a medium or high category.

Those would not expose themselves alone in public spaces. But in the floating district it's mostly an objection.

This place is the palace of the connects and anyone from the underworld; or social extract.

As such, the peace treaty should not be interrupted while remaining within the garden: in this case, the floating district.

Whatever the case, knowing my position obediently is the obvious thing to do.

As he approaches, the man stares into Guffy's eyes who, as if he already knew him, casually shakes his hand as a symbol of greeting.

I did not look directly into the man's eyes and my slightly crestfallen head was a sign of respect and weakness.

Inside the street he is known as having no malice.

The man stretches out his hand and also shakes it firmly and friendly.

The typical informal greeting in which the palms of the open hands are brought together and then a quick movement of the fingers when closing it, thus forming a fist and slightly bumping each other head on.

Guffy: Carón, my brother, this is a friend of mine. Mikael is someone healthy and hard-working. Since it recently arrived from a place outside the country, it is just taking off on the road.

I guess that nickname obviously puts emphasis on this guy's face.

His bulging murderous eyes, his hard face and his scars...

He's a demon...

I think a demon is more handsome than this man.

It's seriously scary...

Carón: Okay my brother, if you bring him, he must be strong.

Carón: Anyone will do to finish this job quickly.

After the brief introductions, Carón opens the back door of the truck and motions for us to get in with his eyes.

Inside it there were three guys sitting next to each other who seem to be other helpers for the transfer. The age varied slightly but their malicious and greedy aura was identical.

Those connections seem to be dependent on the middle class to survive within the chain.

Compared to Guffy, these guys are nothing.

It can be summarized: the surrender of being low status as your sense of purpose.

As if they were fully aware of their lacking abilities.

Once seated in front of them with his gaze downcast and limited, Guffy sits next to me with his usual humped hunch and equally limited observation.

I just hope everything is done quickly so I can go to sleep...