The nightclub we had booked out was actually owned by Heinrich.So, even if people used drugs inside, no one would report it.The party started on its own, and the invited guests began drinking alcohol and taking drugs. Drug dealers, looking to make a quick buck, also tried to sell drugs to the guests. Since everyone invited had experience with drugs, they jumped at the chance.“Just give me a non-alcoholic cocktail. I can’t drink because I’m driving.”Alois told the waitress who came to take their order.“What about Elke?”“A cassis orange.”Elke didn’t drink much. She occasionally enjoyed a glass of wine, but at a party full of young people like this, she didn’t know what to order.“Are all these people Alois’s friends?”“Not every single one. There are friends of friends, and friends of friends of friends. But as long as we’re having a good time, it shouldn’t be a problem, right?”Disco music blared from the speakers, and the students were dancing to the beat. Fuelled by alcohol an

　Once the weekend was over, Alois returned to the university to study pharmacy and to advance his drug business. He also went there to look for Elke during a general lecture in the pharmacy department.　Alois spotted Elke right away.　Elke was beginning to show clear signs of drug addiction.Tremors in her hands and body. Dark circles under her eyes. A decline in mental sharpness. Gestures that seemed to try to hide them.The once-brilliant Elke was no longer there.After the lecture ended, Alois made his way over to Elke.“Are you okay? You look like you’re not feeling well.”“I-I guess I drank too much over the weekend…?”“You don’t have to hide it. No one’s listening.”There was no one in the lecture hall but Elke and Alois.“Well, I wanted some White Glass… But I can’t find the person who sold it to me before. Do you know anything, Alois?”“If it’s White Glass, I’ve got some at my place.”“Really?”“Yeah.”That makes sense. After all, Alois is the kingpin of the Snow White trade a

　Alois followed Heinrich’s instructions and recruited dealers from among the exchange students of the “National Union.” He had them deal in White Glass on campus. After observing their performance, if they didn’t screw up, he would have them smuggle Snow Pearl in exchange for a “bonus.”　As mentioned earlier, the dealers were also addicts of the very drugs they were dealing.The dealers agreed to smuggle Snow Pearl because it meant more money and easier access to drugs. Once a month, they would cross the border, hand over the Snow Pearl to a dealer from the “National Union” in a town near the border, and return home. Then they would receive their bonus.　Once Snow Pearl crosses the “National Union” border and enters the “National Union,” it is bought and sold through various channels. However, for now, it is mostly handled by gangs that have migrated from the “Federation” to the “National Union,” and they are unable to process large quantities.As a result, the money flowing into Aloi

“Nice to meet you, Victor Bazalov.”　Without the slightest hesitation, Alois greeted him and stepped into the room.“Sit there.”Alois sat down in the chair as Victor instructed.“So, have you considered the business proposal?”“Drugs are profitable. I’ll admit that.”Victor said this to Alois.“But the risks are certainly huge, aren’t they? Since the previous administration, the ‘National Union’ has been pouring resources into anti-drug measures. They recruited former Strategic Intelligence Agency operatives and marines to establish the Drug Enforcement Agency. There’s a non-zero chance we could suffer losses from this deal. Right?”Victor said this as if testing him.“So, are you guys running a gang because you’re afraid of the police?　How pathetic. Besides, the Drug Enforcement Agency isn’t all that. Huge amounts of drugs are moving within the “Federation,” but the DEA hasn’t even managed to get a grip on the tip of the iceberg. And yet you say you’re afraid of the police and the D

Let me tell you about a man.　He joined the Marine Corps for his country and fought for it.That fight for his country was a fight against communism.It was a war in which vast amounts of blood were shed.Napalm bombs scorched the jungle, armored vehicles equipped with directional-charge explosives roamed freely, and soldiers on river patrol boats moved cautiously along the waterways.　It was a hellish war. And yet, the “National Coalition” was defeated.The man belonged to a long-range reconnaissance battalion in the Marine Corps. His job was to make his way through the jungle, identify enemy guerrilla strongholds, supply depots, and logistics routes, and request airstrikes. He carried out his missions and earned numerous medals.　But the war itself was a defeat.The men returned home as losers and started new lives.The man had a strong sense of justice and wanted to work in the legal field. So he entered law school and studied law. By the time he passed the bar exam, a new organiza