113 The Real Zirai 6yr

Translator: Wolfy_Editor: Wolfy_

"...Why are you here?"
I can recognize my father’s appearance across the video. He chose an orc berserker as his character. Interesting.
　　
"You’ve been missing my calls all day!"
Okay, he's a bit mad at me. I see blood veins pumping on those orcish muscles.
　　
"It was you who asked me to prepare and infiltrate Japan."
　　
"Alright alright, back to business. You have time?" 　　
　　
"I always have time. You're not going to let me play an arm dealer again eh? I refuse!"
　　
"No." He quickly explained. "It’s some other business."
　　
"Let's hear it first." 　　
　　
"Do you know about the Paradise Island?" 　　
　　
"I...think so." I held my chin and tried to recollect what I know about it. "The man-made island, built by the government officials? It’s on the South China Sea right?"
　　
"That’s the one. Of course you would know it."
But his expression indicated otherwise.
"Now those officials decided to sell the island."
　　
"To whom? Don’t tell me you plan to buy it off?"
　　
"Smart as ever, boy! It has nice views and landscape. The important part is the island is directly open to the Pacific