New York I\'m sorry. I guess I kept you waiting.\" An older man in a suit says as he walks up to a man sitting on a park bench. The man sitting on the bench is a middle-aged man with a beard and a firm body. At first glance, he appears to be a man of good looks, but his eyes are sharp and he appears to be involved in some rough business. Is he a military man? No. For a military man, his clothes are rough. He doesn\'t look like a mafioso either. Is he a mercenary? No, we came here early. No, I\'m here early. The view is nice and all kinds of people come here. It\'s a good place for people-watching. People-watching. There were some men in the park who didn\'t look like they belonged there. \"Yeah. I\'m sorry. I have a friend who worries a lot.\" The older man waved his hand, and a few figures standing off to the side moved quickly. Well, your friends are back to their business. Now, my friends are back to their business. ......, this is not really my \'business\'. Think of it as an old people\'s problem. It\'s about this girl.\" The man pulled out a picture. Do you know what country this girl is from? The man took out a picture of a young girl with blond hair in a ponytail and wearing a military uniform. This is America, a country of immigrants. It is a country of immigrants, of mixed races, of mixed blood. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a physique that, at first glance, looks like a typical American girl. ...... Having said that, the mercenary stared at the picture. This girl has some Japanese blood in her. Round, small face, Round, small face, low bridge of the nose. Flat face. Small ears. Leaning eyes. The skin, if you look closely, is not Caucasian in texture and whiteness. Is it Japanese, or northern blood? Is it the best of both worlds? You know what I mean? For some reason, the older man nodded proudly at the mercenary\'s words. To a white man, all Asians look the same. We can tell where we come from in a country, let alone the differences between countries. So, how does this girl relate to your business?\" I don\'t think we were summoned here to discuss our tastes in women. What I\'m asking you to do is to escort, educate, or protect this girl. The woman\'s request was also a very troublesome one. The girl has a complicated mixture of troublesome blood and her position is also delicate. As you can see, she belongs to the military and will be leading a unit as an officer. Captain, huh? You\'re the new second lieutenant\'s babysitter. It\'s the job of the old sergeant. I don\'t want to put her at the top. I don\'t want to put her at the top. I can\'t cut off her head if something goes wrong. The mercenary\'s reaction was faint. You\'re offering her a sacrifice. That\'s overprotective. What\'s your connection to this girl? Is she actually a child? The man shook his head at the mercenary\'s ill-advised guess. No, I don\'t have any children. I have a brother, married, but no children. I may not have intended to have children, nor did I ever i