Fairness Syndrome

In one colorful famous island, among the lights, there was a dark and dead southern night, which was annoyed by the regular raining cats and dogs. A man dressed in a dark raincoat and wearing a black hat was walking along the road. He walked stubbornly towards his target like an arrow flying towards its prey or target. And then he knocked on the door of a nondescript private house. The lonely hostess jumped up and looked through the peephole to see if this was an old acquaintance with whom she had corresponded, she thought, but with a more severe appearance and a beard. And she still decided to open the lock on her own feeling. And that "strange" person came into the house. Hello, Mai, how are you? The man in the raincoat said to the lady of the house. She was a beautiful, young and slender girl of 18 -19 years old. She had an unusual appearance for a girl: purple eyes and dark hair. - Everything is fine, my boyfriend went on vacation. What do you need? - Hmm... there will be fewer witnesses \ - the man with the beard thought to himself.  - What are you thinking about? "You've been deceived all this time, my dear!" When they get back into showbiz, they use you for even nastier things, and baby panties are a lot of nonsense. "How do you know that?" Then the man in the raincoat sat down, stopping to look at the luxurious decoration of the actress's house - Let's just say that this is the general trend of your country , due to which its economy lives, the sale of pornography, prostitution and the involvement of minors there. - And what can you do about it? - I have an underground organization here fighting this lawlessness. As a potential victim, which you were, but you were able to avoid a greater fate in exchange for fame." Well, I, heh , am a potential client of your " services” - No way! Although, we are doing this for the sake of a good cause. - Of course, general! Now we are these exploiters of our beauty and gift, so smear forever will not get off and their totalitarian power erasing unwanted personalities like you in the country will fall and begin, prosperity with a truly happy life happy life! - Well, where is your headquarters or are you just a homeless person who found a place to stay with me (laughing) Let's go, said the man who waved his hand ...or maybe we'll spend the night now." Morning of the evening, more sophisticated as they say :) Okay, let's spend this damned night, my dear distant friend Artem! Sleep… Morning came. Happy Artyom gets up together with Mai and they wake up and start walking towards the goal they set yesterday. "We still have a long way to go, don't we?" — No problem." Our headquarters are located in the same pastry shop. "In a candy store?" (Slight surprise) Your disguise is unusual. — The fact is that my deputy is a pastry chef, and therefore I decided to set up a headquarters here. "That's how it is." — This candy store is already visible A few minutes later, the heroes went through the service door. Entering the room, opening a secret door, they found themselves in the headquarters of the radical organization. Entering the headquarters of Mai and Artem heard a voice from one of the many rooms. Artyom is that you? Yes, it's me Dim. After saying this, a man with a thin build came out, holding a pistol in his right hand. Seeing the gun in his hands made Sakurajima start to feel fear and start to shed tears." — No problem!" Don't kill me! Why did I even go with a stranger. I'm a fool! "Wait, wait!" Calm down. We won't kill you." Dim, why did you come out with a gun? "What if it wasn't you?" I'm sorry Lady Sakurajima I didn't mean to startle you." Putting the gun in its holster, Dima took out a handkerchief from his left pocket and went to Mai and brought it to her hands. Mai took it and began to wipe away her tears with a handkerchief. At that moment Artyom came up to her with a glass of water. After a short time, Sakurajima calmed down. She and Artyom sat on the sofa in one of the headquarters rooms, and Dima sat facing them on a chair. My name is Dmitry. I am the deputy leader of a radical left organization in Japan. Nice to meet you. I won't talk about myself, because you probably already know. Yes Yes, since you are here, Artyom has already recruited you to our organization. — You could say that." "Dim, Mai would like you to tell her what we're fighting for." About the criminal capitalist system and so on." "Okay, I can do this." — I'd like to ask you something else." Are you the only member of this organization? — No, a little more than two dozen scattered around the country. We've only been around for a little over a year. — We've already lost a few people." "So that's how it is." Dima pulled out his watch from the left pocket of his pants and looked at the time. — It's already ten minutes to seven." I suggest we answer all your questions, Ms. Sakurajima, tomorrow." Because I have things to do right now." Tomorrow I'll be free for lunch and I'll be free until tonight."