Since It's My First Time Being a Lady, I'll Cause Some Trouble - Chapter 40

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A Lady Does It For the First Time, Causing Trouble — Episode 40
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“What—what—what the hell is that? What’s with this crazy woman!”
“What do you mean ‘what’! I’m the crazy woman who came looking for you!”
I leveled my gun at the bewildered bald man.
The boss’s identifying features, as described by the subordinate Misty had detained, were straightforward enough.
‘Our boss suffers from severe hair loss.’
And in all my wandering through this place, the only bald man I’d seen was the one who’d just burst out of that door.
Among the full-haired lackeys, the bald head bloomed with command.
“What are you doing? Grab her and finish her already!”
“And you’d still say that after seeing this?”
“Hahahaha!”
Strapped to my body were Explosives, and in my hands, a gun.
The bandits couldn’t attack us. If they fired and hit me, every bomb wrapped around my torso would detonate. Then we’d all be taking a one-way trip to the afterlife.
If I so much as twitched carelessly, the Explosives I’d pulled would fly toward them—and even if I stood still, the Explosives would fly anyway.
When I hurled the Explosives, Misty would raise a Leather Shield beside me to block the shockwave.
Whenever the bandits tried to throw Throwing Daggers or fire cold weapons like Arrows, Misty would quickly hurl her own Throwing Daggers to intercept.
‘This brings back memories of the days when I was called the Bloody Hurricane.’
“Where on earth did you find Explosives?”
“I suppose we found them in the Warehouse…”
Felon glared at me while muttering with his subordinate, so I cut in to interrupt them.
“Hey there, old man! Don’t leave me out of your little chat!”
“She really has lost it…”
Misty murmured under her breath.
“That’s exactly what Bessy warned you about.”
Even a veteran bodyguard like her had probably never encountered a protectee quite like this before.
She seemed to want to ask me so many things, but sensing she wouldn’t get a proper answer, she fumbled with her words and gave up.
Not that I had any intention of giving her a straight answer anyway, so it was a sound judgment.
I called out again, leaving Misty to her exasperation.
“Boss! Felon! You there, baldhead—come over here! Just follow me alone and I promise we’ll leave quietly, alright?”
Not so much as a budge—they just glared at me with all their might, and their pathetic display made me sigh. There was truly a loyalty worth crying about.
‘But the young lady has Dry Eye Syndrome, so she doesn’t cry easily!’
I threw another bomb.
“Watch out!”
Boom!
Before the screams even ended, the Explosives detonated.
When I poked my head out from behind the shield, I could see two bandits collapsed from the blast. The baldhead was gone.
“Now the only place left for them to run is the room where the boss came out, right?”
“Yes. To get to another room, they’d have to pass through us, and they can’t do that.”
There was nowhere left for them to escape.
The moment I confirmed the boss was here, I’d detonated Explosives in the tunnel connected to the Gold Mine and sealed it shut.
They were literally rats trapped in a barrel.
Though the explosion must have made some noise, there was no sign of movement from deeper inside—it seemed there were no other passages we didn’t know about.
We advanced toward the boss’s room with the shield held before us.
As befitted the boss’s quarters, this was the only room with an actual door, but the shockwave from before had reduced it to tatters.
So all the bandits could do was stand ready with their weapons drawn.
“But do we really need to fight them? When you think about it, we just need to keep the boss alive, right?”
When I posed this question so suddenly, Misty agreed.
“That’s correct. As long as the boss’s mind remains intact.”
The bandits, hearing our exchange, turned ashen faces toward their boss.
Seeing such brazen, unwavering resolve, they seemed to realize we wouldn’t leave until we got what we wanted.
“What can the boss do about it? He’s the boss.”
“Weren’t the Explosives stolen because the boss told us to keep them here in the first place?”
“That’s why I said we should leave the hideout outside! Why did you all have to follow us down into this hole and cause all this trouble!”
“You bastards!”
Felon’s face twisted savagely as he fixed a cold glare on his bickering subordinates.
“Any of you who try any funny business will die—got it?”
His threat was fierce, but the bandits didn’t lower their eyes. Rather, their grip on their weapons tightened.
“You wretches…”
Felon ground his teeth audibly, then swiftly leveled his gun at my forehead.
Bang! Bang!
Time seemed to slow, and I watched Felon’s expression shift with dreamlike languor.
The moment his finger found the trigger, a sneer flickered across his face—then twisted grotesquely.
“Aaaaaagh!”
Blood erupted from Felon’s left thigh and right shoulder as he screamed and crumpled, shock rippling through the bandits like a wave.
‘How dare he aim at me?’
Rapid Fire was my specialty.
The way he’d targeted my forehead suggested he had considerable confidence in his marksmanship.
‘The problem is, he’s not holding a sniper rifle—it’s a Shotgun.’
Which means dozens of rounds would embed themselves not just in my forehead but in the Explosives as well.
He’d fired at me with the mindset of someone who’d decided they might as well all die here.
There was only one reason I’d challenged the boss to come at me directly.
‘If I drop him, we’ll have to drag that heavy corpse ourselves.’
The remaining bandits would seize the moment and swarm us—a risk I couldn’t afford to take.
Back with Omerta, Tatio had been strong enough to carry the load. Now it was just Misty and me, both skilled fighters but not the brute strength I needed.
“You two there. Get your boss and follow me.”
At my order, the two men hesitated before helping Felon to his feet.
“If you value your lives, don’t try anything clever.”
Misty delivered the threat with lethal promise, then shut the decrepit door behind us.
The thing was shot through with holes, its interior exposed; it barely functioned as a door anymore.
“Miss, could you spare one of those Explosives?”
“What for?”
I tossed her a Hand Grenade with the pin still intact and asked.
“Insurance, ma’am.”
Misty pulled wire from her pocket and rigged the Hand Grenade to the doorframe.
“If they try to open this door, it’ll go off immediately.”
The bandits supporting Felon paled at her explanation.
They’d thought there was only one mad woman—now they realized there were two.
“Can’t you just disarm it through the holes in the door?”
“I don’t use tricks that crude.”
It was a reassuring answer.
I barked orders at cursing, groaning Felon and his men.
“Move. Now.”
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The bandits obeyed meekly as we made our way back to the hidden passage I’d discovered earlier.
Seeing their fallen comrades scattered throughout the corridor seemed to have frightened them.
‘At least this tunnel runs in only one direction.’
If the underground complex had been laid out like a building with multiple corridors, this crude method would never have worked.
Except for the section containing the hidden passage and the boss’s chamber, the rest was just simple tunneling.
“Good work. Now sleep.”
As we reached the Warehouse, I struck the bandits who’d been supporting Felon at the base of the skull, knocking them unconscious.
I looked down at Felon sprawled on the floor.
Agony from his wounds made him sweat profusely, and he glared at me with the look of someone experiencing humiliation beyond measure.
“Who’s your strategist?”
“You think I’d tell you that?”
Felon spat the words with venom.
“I really wish you would.”
I pulled a finger-sized bomb from my pocket, and Felon’s face went ashen.
“You, you—surely you’re not thinking of using it on me the way you did to the Village people——!”
TNT had been the first thing I’d found, so initially I’d assumed they kept Explosives for mining the tunnel or extracting gold from the mine.
But further searching revealed they had many other kinds of bombs.
I’d wondered why they possessed such a diverse arsenal with varying yields and power—but listening to him babble now, I understood: the one in my hand wasn’t for mining. It was for torture.
“So you really are insane.”
Fury seized me, and I drove my fist into his skull.
They hadn’t just killed the Village people—they’d tortured them for entertainment?
“Now talk. I’m not patient.”
I pressed the bomb against him with every intention of using it, and Felon screamed.
“Norbu!”
“Norbu?”
“Lieutenant Norbu! He’s the one who taught us how to seize the Gold Mine!”

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