𝓡𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷~ᴅɪɴᴏᴘᴀɴᴛꜱ

Chapter 5: New life, New job

Circa 1894, 17 August

Three years have passed after the Steel Ball Run ended. Hot Pants got promoted as the secretary of the Vatican. Her Hot Pants persona has become a top secret to the Vatican authorities. This Hot Pants that everyone knew in the Steel Ball Run race no longer exist. There are no more records about her. There's only Lady Lisa Lisa the qualified nun and one of the Pope's trusted secretary. 

This is where HP's status elevated  as the higher authority and one of the strongest survivor where she made it back in full piece. Well that's what they know. What they don't know about was her previous death caused by Valentine. 

This past three years is a big relief for HP. She does not have to worry about neither killing nor being killed. But it doesn't mean that she can get a clear picture of everything. Her main identity as Elizabeth Brown, remain hidden as only her childhood name. No-one knows her surname or her background or basically anything about her. Only age nickname and status. Next is her Lisa Lisa identity, where everyone only know her as a secretary. And last is her Hot Pants identity.

It was the perfect disguise yet it also fails at some point. She hoped that she'll keep her personality different as this Hot Pants persona. But sometimes when things don't go her way she unconsciously insert her actual self  in this persona. And if it comes to Diego. Man was that hard to keep in character of this HP. At some point Diego noticed some major differences within Lisa Lisa and Hot Pants but with that situation where their life is at the edge, it's not the best time to find out anything about her.

This caused to lead her in a confusion on how act. Sometime she forgot what role is she playing. It's sometimes frustrating to play in a character for to long. But other than that her condition is okay and everything is normal for the system and HP herself.

Is this the new kind of life she wanted?

Perhaps no but this is what she needed

some kind of life where there are no personal things required. Where there are no people would know her identity. And she doesn't have to interact with anyone directly except for the Pope and the other council members.

One of the council member happened to be one of HP's friend while she was under the watch of the nuns. It was when they were still new to this religious education and they were still teenagers. Even though HP was someone who doesn't really like to talk or open up with anyone, this friend of hers is like her own mouth. Anything HP wanted to say but can't really form it into words, it's always her to help her out.

It was then during lunch break that they would meet each other and talk and have that HP iconic ham sandwich from the Steel Ball Run. "You remember three years ago, when there's the steel ball run thing that you were in?" Her friend asked "C'mon  I thought we agreed that you'll never talk about that again" HP sighed. "Yea I know but like I just remembered that one racer Gyro Zeppeli? Good lord he is so beautiful. Just imagine running on the hill with him ah such a dreamy man. I wonder where he is now" 

"Lou Lou you can't be serious" HP said. "What about it then? Maybe Johnny is kinda cute too but I heard he was paraplegic. But some people said that they saw him walk-" "Lou Lou!" "What is it?" "Behind you" HP whispered.

Her friend looked behind herself and saw the senior nun. "Sister Louisa! It is prohibited to have such desire and thoughts about male!" The senior sister grounded Lou Lou.

"Understood Sister Charlotte" "Great don't ever break your promise again and the consequences will be within you and and great mighty Lord Jesus Christ bla bla bla bla-" It's always funny to them how Charlotte starts lecturing anyone who did something not according to how she behaves. And it always leave their head blank after she speaks. Or most of the times they'd usually get the second hand embarrassment

"So back to Gyro Zeppeli. Didn't you meet him?" Lou asked "Yeah he was with Johnny the whole time they're really close to each other. Might be dating, they make such a cute couple" HP said with a mouthful of sandwich. "Ahh too bad I really liked him. Where is he now?" "He...Died" "HE WHAT?!" "I said he died? only a couple tens survived the race from thousands of participants did survived" HP said.

"Also who was that British guy with the teal sweater and helmet I forgot his name" Lou asked. As much as HP hates to re call this memory again, especially during the work shift but she's just trying to play it natural as if she never knew he died or have any relations with him or maybe the one who hid his corpse away. 

"Dino-Diego Brando?" "Yeah he seems really cool. Weren't you like close with him? I just heard some rumors that he was gay for the racer Hot Pants but I know for fact that you're a girl so he's probably just bi" Lou assumed. "Yeah sure whatever it is I don't know what he's thinking during the times our lives was on the line" HP sighed and smiled in relief that she didn't ask too much about what happened.

Usually after shifts the councils would settle for a nice dinner from the money they make that day or some just have a praying session. Meanwhile HP is someone who's rather stay in her room and write down letters for nobody and will never be sent to anyone. It's as if she was taking to herself and of course for writing practice due to now her new job is to write all day as a secretary. 

However after every letter was written down it feels like she's waiting for something but not quite sure what is she's waiting for. 

"...It's as if I'm waiting for something in return after every letter, I'm not quite sure what is but whatever it is I hope it's as soon as possible

Sincerely, Lisa Lisa"

She  wrote her letters down.

To be continued--------->

Bonus!

Next chapter quotes preview

"It's impossible... It can't be" 

"Just who are you exactly? What do you want?"

"I'm a simple man. Don't pretend like you don't know me. You know exactly who I am and I'm looking for the racer with the HP initial... Hot... Pants...."

Said the British man in his naturally raspy voice