Date- 2 April 2321
Time- 11:37
Location Sky Blossom City, Fine Gold Sky Blossom Branch, Fine Gold Tower no.2
“Stating the obvious after saying obviously doesn’t make it less annoying,” said Diana eyeing Cindy.
“…” Clearly Cindy said so trying to buy time to figure out an answer. But nothing brilliant came to her mind.
“Boss, I have a few friends who work as sex workers at the city brothel. I trust them, if you approve it I call them right away.” Diana offered a solution that she thought would best work for the situation.
“…” Cindy stared at Diana, in the end, Diana did steal the task she wanted to use to gain some points with their boss.
“Since you have friends there, can’t they confirm whether they are spies working for the royal family or not?” this was a no-brainer, yet Diana didn’t use this as evidence to support her claims which could only mean either she did not want to implicate her friends or they weren’t as trustworthy as she claimed. The latter seems most reasonable because if she did not want to implicate her friends she would not have recommended them to me.
“About that, they always deny it ambiguously so I can never tell if they are lying or telling the truth,” Diana answered.
“Isn’t this proof enough that your words are nothing but nonsense conspiracy theories. Maybe we should ignore your crazy talk.” Cindy said this out of spite for Diana trying to steal the task right under her nose, she did not dare to act on it, because a lot was at risk to lose over spite.
“You two don’t start again, Boss aren’t you close with the southern emperor? Why don’t you ask her? After all who better than a royal to answer whether the sex workers are cultivated as informants for the royal family?” Jaya chose her timing, throwing her sister and Cindy under the bus she answered with a solution for the predicament in hopes of the obvious, her boss’s praise.
“That’s an idea but let us keep digging for one with less severe consequences.” Though on a mission, Anna acted like she was out here on a vacation, I don’t know what her grandmother saw in her to let her be the commander of the south’s greatest military force, Southern Watch.
“…” the trio thought hard but could not think of any possible way to confirm whether the sex workers in the city’s brothel were the informants for the authorities without opening another can of worms. The only option that appeared quite so often in their heads was the kidnapping and interrogation of a sex worker, which they would entertain for a second and then throw in the back of their mind. Only for it to pop right back in the front. Thinking of the consequences that if the sex workers were indeed the informants of the authorities the trio would bury this thought no matter how many times it dug itself out.
“Leave it, I will ask Anna.” saying that I used my grimoire to contact Anna. Today, I left the warehouse early to not let Susan misunderstand seeing a naked Anna sleeping in the bed that was meant for me, again.
“…” Hearing their boss call the southern emperor by her first name casually the trio were stumped but then considering the silver milk powder they all nodded in an understanding.
[Calling… Anna]
“Hi, babe, how dare you leave me asleep naked on your bed, do you know how embarrassed I was when your manager walked in to clean your room,” Anna answered the call in an intimate voice. If somebody heard her then they would think that we were a thing now. Or somebody was really listening on the other side of the call? Susan may be, knowing Anna this was quite possible. But I was relieved to know that I dodged a bullet by leaving the warehouse early.
“Anna, I am busy now. So, could you confirm if the government and the royal families are using sex workers as informants? ” fearing that Anna was deliberately letting Susan listen in on this call, I stopped Anna from spouting further nonsense and asked her to confirm my doubts.
“Why do you ask? Are you at a brothel right now?” Anna asked me.
“Yes, so are they informants or not?” I lied to mess with Anna. As, as the descendant of the people who passed the law about authorities regulating the brothels and the legal age limit to enter or work at a brothel, Anna should know better than anyone else that considering my age I couldn’t possibly be at a brothel may be a police station trying to sneak in a brothel.
“You are lying. I checked you are at the Fine Gold compound.” Anna caught my lie, but how does she know where I am so accurately?
“Did you perhaps put a tracking mark on me?” I asked Anna.
“Do you have to ask? Of course, I did, after what happened at the stadium I would be foolish not to.” Anna answered as if putting a tracker on somebody without their permission was alright.
“Thank you.” I thanked Anna for being thoughtful, though I didn’t appreciate it, I would choose living over being dead any day.
“Don’t mention it. So are you planning on visiting a brothel or using their services?” Anna asked me with an eerie tone attached to her voice.
“Would you believe me if I said no?” I answered Anna with a question, recounting my past experiences this was the best strategy to answer a trap question.
“Yes, I would believe anything you say,” Anna replied.
“Don’t you know that I am not of the legal age to use the services of a brothel?” Again I answered Anna with a question. Because I didn’t want to lie to Anna who trusted me so much, but I couldn’t tell her the truth either. She would flip knowing the truth.
“Wyatt, don’t make me come to find you.”
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