Akame ga Kill: Starting with Dual Kamui-Chapter 138: Blayn Is My Man

"Oh? So he's our commander too?"

At that moment, Wave stood up.

None of the four, including Wave, recognized Blayn. Only figures as renowned across the Empire as Esdeath were widely recognizable.

"I am Blayn. Pleased to meet you."

Blayn introduced himself to the four standing before him.

"Hello, Commander! My name is Wave!"

Wave immediately saluted.

"My name is Run. Please take care of us, Commander," Run said politely.

"I-I'm Bols..."

Despite being the most intimidating-looking of the group, Bols seemed somewhat shy.

"Commander, you're quite good-looking. I wonder—what's your opinion on fashionable men?"

Dr. Stylish adjusted his glasses, his tone laced with implication as he addressed Blayn.

Hearing that, Blayn felt an odd sense of discomfort.

Wait... is this guy...?

In fact, Dr. Stylish was indeed gay.

The moment Esdeath heard him make such a suggestive remark toward Blayn, her gaze instantly turned ice-cold.

Without hesitation, she strode toward Dr. Stylish, her expression frigid. Before he could even process what was happening, she delivered a brutal kick that sent him flying. He crashed into the wall several meters away, leaving a deep dent in it.

Dr. Stylish's Teigu primarily functioned as a support tool, and his own physical abilities were far from exceptional. In hand-to-hand combat, he stood no chance against Esdeath.

Wave and Bols were both stunned, while Run's expression grew serious.

Just moments ago, General Esdeath had been joking with them, but now it was clear—this was no joke.

No, to be precise, she was angry. If she were truly serious, she would have used her Teigu's power instead.

"Cough...!"

Dr. Stylish coughed up blood from the impact. "Oof... Commander, that was ruthless. I don't think I did anything wrong, did I?"

His face was pale, his voice weak, and his expression filled with confusion. He couldn't understand why Esdeath had suddenly lashed out so violently. Compared to the lighthearted teasing from before, this was an entirely different level of force.

"Blayn is my man. If you dare speak out of line again, I'll tear out your tongue."

Esdeath's voice was cold, carrying an unmistakable killing intent. She was not joking.

Only then did Dr. Stylish realize—Blayn and Esdeath were already in that kind of relationship.

In that case, his earlier remark had indeed crossed the line.

"My deepest apologies. I wasn't aware of your relationship, and I won't make the same mistake again."

Faced with an enraged Esdeath, Dr. Stylish dared not act frivolous any longer. He admitted his mistake seriously and sincerely.

Otherwise, he had no doubt—Esdeath would actually kill him.

"That's better."

Esdeath's tone relaxed slightly, and the coldness on her face eased.

Blayn had no intention of commenting on the situation.

In his opinion, Esdeath handled it well. He wasn't fond of being pursued by someone like Dr. Stylish anyway...

Esdeath's decisive action had swiftly and effectively put an end to Dr. Stylish's advances.

Now understanding the situation, Wave, Bols, and Run all let out a breath of relief.

At the very least, it was clear that Commander Esdeath wasn't the type to lash out at the slightest provocation. Dr. Stylish had simply gone too far, stepping over a line he should never have crossed.

"Anyway, I'm not usually one to comment on other people's outfits, but your getup..."

Blayn glanced at Bols with a hint of concern.

Bols' attire was... honestly, a bit too strange.

"Ah, well, I'm naturally shy, and I think I look ugly and scary. I don't want to frighten others, so..."

Bols said awkwardly.

"I see..."

Blayn gave a slight nod.

But if anything, didn't Bols' current appearance make him even scarier...?

Still, Blayn wasn't one to meddle, so he decided to leave it at that.

Just then, the sound of boiling water filled the air.

Bols immediately went to fetch it, preparing a cup of tea for everyone.

"We're all Teigu Users. Let's get along," Bols said. "I'm probably the oldest among us, and I really can't keep acting like this forever."

Perhaps Blayn's words had an effect—Bols seemed a little more open than before.

...

After spending some time together, Blayn found the other three—excluding Dr. Stylish—fairly decent.

They didn't seem like bad people at heart, but whether that was truly the case remained to be seen.

"Commander, what's our next move? If I remember correctly, we were gathered to deal with an assassin group called Night Raid, right?"

Wave asked, addressing both Blayn and Esdeath.

"No, this has nothing to do with Night Raid. Our real target is the corrupt officials who have plunged the Empire into darkness," Esdeath stated bluntly.

Blayn was slightly surprised—was she really being this direct right from the start?

Wave and the others had even more dramatic reactions.

"Huh...? I didn't know that. So the Empire has problems like that too...?"

Wave looked visibly shocked. Having served in the Imperial Navy for years, he had been largely unaware of the Empire's corruption.

But since it was General Esdeath saying this, it had to be true.

"..."

Bols remained silent. His mask obscured his expression, but his posture hinted at a heavy mood.

Esdeath's words stirred up painful memories.

As a former member of the Imperial Incineration Squad, he had carried out countless orders—burning prisoners, torching villages infected with disease, and eliminating those suspected of ties to the Revolutionary Army.

He knew his actions were unforgivable. But as a soldier, following the Empire's orders had been his duty.

Deep down, the guilt tormented him. He felt as though retribution would come for him someday.

But he had a wife and daughter waiting for him at home. He had to keep living—for their sake.

"I don't really know much about that either," Dr. Stylish said with feigned ignorance.

In truth, he was well aware of the Empire's corruption.

He just didn't care. The only thing that interested him was his research.

And he wasn't exactly a saint himself.

"..."

Run remained silent as well.

"There are countless corrupt officials in the Empire," Esdeath continued. "Our duty as the Jaegers is to eliminate them. Yes—our team's name is 'Jaegers,' also known as 'Teigu Hunters.'"

Her tone was calm, yet it carried undeniable authority.

As the Empire's strongest, her words held unquestionable weight.

Wave and the others didn't dare doubt her.

To them, Esdeath was their Commander. Their duty was simply to follow her orders.

Blayn couldn't help but think that Esdeath was proving invaluable—under these circumstances, no one else's words would have carried the same authority as hers.

"I understand. I'll do my part," Wave said with a nod.

"Same here," Bols added.

Run and Dr. Stylish also voiced their agreement.

Not that they had much of a choice—especially Dr. Stylish, who definitely didn't want another beating from Esdeath. That could very well be fatal.

"Good. Your first target is the Head of Public Finance Gebaze. Let's see how well you handle it."

Esdeath wasted no time assigning them their first mission.

Of course, she didn't actually care—anything outside of combat and Blayn was meaningless to her.

If she had to put it into words, she was genuinely considering what to do for Blayn.

She had always known that the Head of Public Finance Gebaze was one of the Empire's most corrupt officials, but she had no personal interest in dealing with him. For one, he was too weak, and for another, she simply didn't care about corrupt officials. However, from Blayn's perspective, a man like that had to be eliminated.

Step by step, they would weaken Honest's regime before finally taking down the young Emperor and Prime Minister Honest himself.

"Alright, so we're heading out now?"

Wave was full of energy. Since he was here, he had to make a good impression on his new commander.

"We'll depart within the day. This mission isn't difficult—I expect you all to meet my expectations," Esdeath said.

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"Leave it to me," Wave said confidently.

"I'll do my best and try not to disappoint everyone," Bols added, bracing himself.

"Let's all work hard," Run said with a smile.

Dr. Stylish rested his chin on his hand, remaining silent. Something felt off to him.

The Head of Public Finance was an important figure—was he really being eliminated just like that? But the one who issued the order was General Esdeath, Honest's most trusted general. There shouldn't be any issues. Maybe Honest had simply decided to purge some people.

With Wave leading the way, the Jaegers set out on their first mission.

...

After the Jaegers left, Esdeath summoned the Three Beasts.

"Liver, Nyau, Daidara, keep an eye on them. Make sure they don't notice you. If they do, just say you're my subordinates."

"Yes!" The three responded in unison before immediately setting out.

Blayn couldn't help but remark, "Esdeath is really reliable. It feels like I could leave everything to you without a problem."

He hadn't done anything just now—not even discussed the plan with Esdeath in advance. She had acted entirely on her own, yet her decisions had satisfied him completely.

Hearing Blayn's praise, Esdeath suddenly looked as happy as a little girl, a stark contrast to the cold, domineering demeanor she showed to others.

...

Gebaze was heavily guarded, protected by a Teigu User and an elite squad of bodyguards—an impressive force on paper.

However, against four Teigu Users attacking at once, those bodyguards were no match.

Wave's Teigu, Grand Chariot, was essentially a re-release of Demon Armor. Its base stats were slightly superior, but unlike Demon Armor, it lacked the ability to evolve further. The moment Wave activated his Teigu, his entire body was covered in blue armor.

A "stat monster" like him tore through the elite guards as if they weren't even there, rampaging through their formation.

Bols wielded a flamethrower-type Teigu capable of producing inextinguishable flames—ones that couldn't be put out with water and could even turn into molten lava. Its secret technique was a massive area-of-effect self-destruction. Any guard without a Teigu who so much as brushed against the flames was burned alive.

"Aaahhhhh!!!"

The scene turned into a living hell, with countless "human torches" screaming in agony.

Bols felt a pang of guilt as he silently apologized to them in his heart, but this was a mission he had to complete.

Meanwhile, Run went straight for the kill. His Teigu, Thousand-Mile Flight, was a winged Teigu—the massive wings on his back. With a flick of his feathers, he shot Finance Minister Gebaze dead on the spot.

Despite having a Teigu User as a bodyguard, Gebaze stood no chance against the combined assault of the Jaegers. His bodyguard was quickly overwhelmed and fell in battle.

Dr. Stylish, however, barely lifted a finger. As the team's medic, he had combat abilities, but this wasn't the time for him to use them.

"Just as Commander Esdeath said, the difficulty really wasn't high."

Wave examined Gebaze's corpse and muttered, "As the Head of Public Finance, he must've embezzled a ton of money if he was marked for elimination. Guess he got what was coming to him."

"I'll burn all the bodies. That should be best," Bols said as he walked over.

"I'll leave it to you then," Wave nodded.

"It's nothing. This is what I should do."

With that, Bols used his Teigu to incinerate every corpse at the scene.

Though the battlefield clearly showed traces of people having been burned alive, it didn't matter. This was an order from General Esdeath and Prime Minister Honest—no one would question it.

...

While the four Jaegers carried out the mission, the Three Beasts had been watching them from the shadows.

Run had a vague sense that they were being observed, but he assumed Esdeath had assigned them, so he kept quiet.

Meanwhile, as the Jaegers assassinated Gebaze, Blayn and Esdeath were already moving forward with their next operation.

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