Roger explained things to his people about taking a hunter application and about the qualifications he searched for on the internet, which he successfully filtered out from the plenty of fake sites he visited.
After that, Roger gave them pocket money that he had saved just for them to buy their own proper clothes. Also, they didn't have to worry about their place since not all of them were homeless. There were just some of them that don't go back to their homes because of some family issues.
But, it can't be disregarded that there are really some who don't have a family. And so, Roger made a way for it. He asked for some help in the neighborhood to borrow some space.
And as fortunate as he was, his family was a friendly one in the family, so his neighbors didn't have a second thought about lending him someplace.
Well, there were some riches here that left two places unused. Not rich, that could possibly be a capitalist. They were just house owners who had too many houses left to them.
This neighborhood is known as small and weak compared to the rest, which makes others take some of the unused houses that were left by the local government to them so they can be maintained because of other people that don't want to live there.
Roger was confused by it, of course. This neighborhood doesn't look bad. However, there were just rumors that couldn't be removed from their roots since they were from years ago before he was born.
The neighborhood Roger was in was a former place where a rift appeared. So because of this, some thickheaded people were afraid of living in this neighborhood.
Well, not all hate this place; they just escape some possible threats, which is reasonable since humans act that way.
"Now, now... What I want at this point is to create a real foundation for our group. Of course, I already gave you the ability to live straightly, but if you use that opportunity I gave you to go down the curved path and do criminal activities again, I will personally deal with you." Roger threatened his people as he knew that there would always be a temptation in the surroundings.
"You may ask, why is your life still not turning into the better version of it ever since I took you under me? But first, tell me if you've ever been hungry since that day. Did you feel powerless or even dirty before me?" Roger asked, then suddenly stopped at one with a hideous smile.
"N-no." The man answered.
"What's your name?" Roger asked.
The man had fair tanned skin and also had slightly wavy five-inch long hair. He looks tall, but not tall enough to surpass Roger's height.
"I am Lim, Sir!" The man answered with a firm tone, like those who are in the military.
"Lim. Okay Lim, answer me. Have you ever thought of going back to extorting goods or money from the neighborhood?" Roger asked.
Lim shook his head while still standing, and his eyes were directly straight in the direction he was facing. He even didn't budge when Roger was in front of him and did great in concentrating his vision in front of him.
"No, sir. I do not think of going back as a hoodlum. This life is better, to be precise, sir." Lim answered.
"That's good to hear. Because what we are going to do now is to create a better group. Have you heard of guilds? Guilds in the hunter industry?"
No one answered his question. It was reasonable since not everyone knew it if they were not even interacting with the internet. And as their district only had a few hunters to even have a famous guild established.
"You see, guilds are like gangs but in different ways. They are accepted by the hunter industry and also by the government. However, I will cut this straight. We won't be able to have a proper guild without me being a hunter, so if anyone asks to recruit you in the hunter application, do not accept any of those. I will kill you."
Everyone answered with 'yes' and never moved from their position. With it, Roger smiled and then looked at each of them.
"This feels cringe like hell. Don't mind it. Just go now, and do everything you can. There will be personnel to assist you guys," he said.
In the next few moments, everyone left the vacant lot and went straight to the city's Hunter Association.
The Hunter Association is an association of hunters that is a government agency that has an office in every city.
However, as everyone left, there was someone who didn't go immediately. It was Number One, who also had a name, Mark.
"Hey, Mark. What are you doing? Why aren't you going with them?"
As intimidating as Mark's face was, it was just a worried emotion hiding within. He was worried that this page-turning moment in his life would be difficult to overcome.
"Boss, I don't know if I can still enter human society. I have been disconnected ever since my family overthrew me." Mark said, in a worried tone.
Roger sighed and thought. 'I didn't ask about their lives, as I didn't usually care about them. But hearing it from Mark just feels different.'
"Don't worry. Just go there, don't act like a kid, and man up." Roger said, teasingly pushing Mark's shoulders.
"Ah... Yes, boss." Mark sounded devastated, and as he walked away from the vacant lot, Roger stopped him.
"Hey, don't forget about the word I promised to you. I said I'd give you a job, and that if you want to prove your worth, you should work for me. Don't ever think of going back to the dark side."
There was a tingling sensation inside Mark's heart. After Roger said it, Mark couldn't help but feel respect towards Roger.
"Thank you, Boss. I will do a great job. Just ask me anything you like, I will do it promptly." Mark said with an enthusiastic tone.
"Well said. I've got a better future ahead. Let's keep it professional.." Roger replied.