I Found a Hole in my Yard. It Might Be a Dungeon, but That’s Now my Garbage Dump

his hands and kicked at it with his feet in an attempt to rescue his partner, but he was unable to exert any force due to his tough posture.

 

 

[Zeeehh…… Haahhh…… Tsk…… Haahhh……]

 

 

After 30 seconds of struggling, he felt suffocated and had to give up the idea of escaping on his own.

 

 

John also seemed to be in the same situation, as he had eventually quieted down.

 

 

There, Adam finally realized that he and his partner had been caught by their target.

 

 

 

 

 

★　★　★　★　★

 

 

 

 

 

Hiroki carried the drum containing the two men into his nap room set up beside the hole.

 

 

In this room, he could leave them there without being disturbed.

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To begin with, Ishida and Hiroki were the only ones who could enter the room where the hole is, as it’s surrounded by concrete walls and had triple authentications needed to gain access, and since the nap room was Hiroki’s private space, there was no need for him to worry about anyone else coming in.

 

 

It wouldn’t be unnatural to enter a waste disposal facility carrying drums, and no one would question the contents of those drums he was carrying on his shoulders.

 

 

[Now then, what should I do with these?]

 

 

The contents of the two drums were merely worth the repair cost of the car he had rented, but Hiroki wanted to have a little chat with the person who had tried to kidnap him.

 

 

Though he says that, Hiroki isn’t good with languages.

The radio operator guy he talked to could speak Japanese, but the shouts he heard from the drums sounded like English.

He couldn’t call an employee to translate either……

 

 

[……Would a translation app do the trick?]

 

 

He started up a translation app on his phone.

 

 

[Travel…… Business…… This isn’t it…… Education, I guess?]

 

 

There isn’t any “To have conversation with someone who kidnapped you” option in the menu, so he just gave up and asked a question among the general sample sentences.

 

 

“Who are you?”

 

 

The app’s synthesized voice echoed unexpectedly loudly off the hard floor and ceiling of the nap room.

 

 

After 30 seconds or so, he heard a reply in English.

 

 

「Just get the fuck out of here and let us go!

 　I’ll fucking kill you!

　Get us out of here! You sadistic bastard! 

　Our people will be here soon. 

　And then you’ll be minced meat! You hear me?」

 

 

It seemed like English could get through them.

 

 

[……I don’t understand.]

 

 

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However, Hiroki couldn’t understand what he was saying because he was talking too fast and his tone was disorderly.

He could barely make out the words “kill” and “fuck”.

 

 

“I’m sorry.
Please speak more slowly.”

 

 

This time, only slow but loud cursing came back.

 

 

However, Hiroki only thought of their words as amazing.
He found it amusing how people actually say words like “fuck” and “son of a bitch”.

Hiroki is a little impressed upon hearing cussing phrases that he had only heard in Hollywood movies.

 

 

Even then, he can’t talk with them if they’re that temperamental.

It seems like he may need to change the direction of the question a bit.

 

 

“Please answer the question.”

 

 

“You seem a little shaky.
Are you alright?”

 

 

As the synthesized voice said this, Hiroki lifted one of the drums and shook it for about 30 seconds.

As an additional service, he also gave it an awesome aerial twirl.

 

 

[Up we go, and another one we go.
How about that?]

 

 

As he continued on to shake the other drum, he heard no more cursing.

 

 

“Are you feeling alright?”

 

 

“Please tell me your name.”

 

 

After a while, a low voice telling “My friends call me J” and “Ace” came back.

 

 

“I understand.
Let’s be friends.”

 

 

Hiroki felt a small sense of satisfaction that he had successfully established communication with them.

He wondered what they could talk about next.
They seem to know a lot about guns, so Hiroki thinks of asking them what the name of the gun he took away is.

 

 

As such thoughts popped into his mind, Hiroki felt like he heard a small sobbing sound from inside the drum.