The Blind Love Life of the Returning Hero: The Companions I Lost in Another World Resurrect in the Modern Era and Indulge Me - Episode 21

“Without delay, I’d like you to visit the security company. He’ll guide you there,” Go said, turning his gaze toward the man who had been silently standing by.

The man near the door took a step forward and gave a deep bow to Hayato.

“I’m Keigo Yasumoto, President of Shield Agent Security Services Inc. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

He introduced himself in a calm, resonant voice. Standing at about 180 cm tall with a well-trained physique, he appeared to be in his early forties. His short-cropped hair and composed expression gave off a sense of having overcome harsh experiences.

He’s the president? Hayato thought in surprise. And to be greeted so respectfully… Flustered, he quickly stood and bowed in return.

“I’m Hayato Sato. I look forward to working with you.”

“I’ll explain the details on the way. The car is ready.”

At President Yasumoto’s words, Hayato nodded and turned to Go.

“I’m heading out.”

“Yeah. I’m counting on you, Hayato.”

Go gave him a light pat on the shoulder, a gesture full of friendship and trust. The bond between them was clearly deep-rooted.

Hayato followed President Yasumoto out of the meeting room.

“This way, please.”

As they walked down the hallway, Yasumoto guided him with gentlemanly poise.

“Ah, yes.”

To be guided so courteously by the president himself… Hayato followed with a restless feeling.

They took the elevator down to the underground parking lot, where a sleek black luxury sedan was waiting. A driver stood at attention beside the car and quickly opened the door as they approached.

“After you.”

Being courteously ushered in, Hayato got into the back seat, followed by Yasumoto, who sat beside him. The driver closed the door and swiftly moved to the driver’s seat.

As the car began navigating through the city, President Yasumoto began explaining the situation at the security company.

“Our firm specializes in personal protection, mostly handling assignments from the Tetsumura Group and its affiliates.”

The company was composed primarily of former police officers, ex-military personnel, and retired martial artists, and had earned high marks especially in VIP protection.

“We’ve never had a major incident before, and we’ve built a strong reputation with our clients…”

Yasumoto’s expression clouded slightly.

“But the recent incident overseas was our first major failure. Having a traitor from within is a critical issue for our company.”

Hayato listened as Yasumoto provided more details about the story Go had told him — the incident, the response afterward, and the ongoing internal reforms.

“Is it really okay for you to tell me all this?”

Even though he had decided to join, Hayato felt uncertain. Yasumoto gave a calm smile.

“Go trusts you deeply. That alone is enough for me to share this information.”

There was sincerity in his eyes.

“Besides, since you’ll be involved in training our personnel, it’s important for you to understand everything.”

“I see.”

Hearing that, Hayato nodded. He could sense Yasumoto’s sincerity and his genuine commitment to reforming the company.

As they conversed, the car moved away from the heart of Tokyo and eventually stopped in front of another impressive building. Though not as tall as the Tetsumura Group’s headquarters, its sophisticated design and solid construction made a strong impression.

“This is the Shield Agent Security Services headquarters.”

Yasumoto guided Hayato into the building. The entrance hall was simple yet functional, featuring a reception desk and a security gate.

“Your ID card will be issued later. For now, we’ll enter with my access.”

He held up a special access card and passed through the security gate. They took the elevator up a few floors and walked down a hallway until they arrived at a room with large glass windows.

“This is our training room.”

Yasumoto opened the door and invited Hayato in.

The spacious room was filled with employees engaged in training. As large as a gymnasium, it housed a martial arts mat area, a weight training section, and even a simulated shooting range in the back.

Well-built men were silently training, the quiet occasionally broken by the sound of weights or bodies hitting mats.

A few of them noticed Yasumoto’s presence and paused their training, walking over.

“These are some of our top performers.”

Yasumoto introduced them proudly. The men bowed slightly and lined up.

“Suzuki is a former member of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Special Forces. Sasaki is a former professional fighter and once the All-Japan champion. Tanaka served in an elite military unit.”

One by one, Yasumoto introduced them. All of them had real-life combat experience or exceptional physical ability — the best of the best, handpicked for their talents.

They looked at Hayato with a mix of curiosity and a hint of doubt. Who is this man the president brought?

Sensing their skepticism, Yasumoto gave a cheerful smile.

“Everyone, this is Hayato Sato. Starting today, he’ll be working with us, especially in training and guiding those undergoing re-education alongside you.”

A murmur rippled through the group. Confusion appeared on their faces — a man younger than them, without a known background, was going to be working at their level?

“Excuse me, President Yasumoto.”

Sasaki, the former professional fighter, raised his hand and addressed him. His voice was polite, but his eyes were clearly questioning.

“We haven’t heard of Mr. Sato before. Would you mind sharing some of his background?”

Yasumoto hesitated. He didn’t know much either — only that Go had vouched for Hayato’s ability. He turned to Hayato.

“Would you mind showing them your skills first?”

Hayato hesitated for a moment, then his expression settled. That might be the quickest way.

“Understood.”

He quietly took a step forward, removing his jacket. After observing the physiques and demeanor of the men introduced to him, he felt confident enough.

“I’ll show you what I can do. I look forward to working with you.”