20- A Polite Conversation Over Some Tea

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Passing under rows of LED lights, hurried clanks of footsteps echoes through the metal plated hallway of the Intelligence Agency's underground levels. Huffs of worries escape from a certain scorpion's lips as he walks past many barricaded doors. The eerie silence is only disturbed by his footsteps, as he finally arrives to the door of his destination.

Opening one of the barricaded doors, he enters a rectangular room with the same metallic plates acting as its walls and floor. The room is empty, except for a table and a chair on the left side of the room that has a mic attached to it. On that same side is a viewing glass reinforced with a tint of blue energy outlining it, beside it is a metal door outlined by the same blue leading to the actual inmate cell.

The moment Sion enters, he is greeted with the solemn, worried glance of the fox that called him here, hugging his knees on the corner of the room. Ren keeps his worried stare for a second before he turns his sight towards the viewing-window, where his senior, Niz is spectating the event, seemingly too focused to notice Sion's arrival.

Walking towards Ren, Sion takes a glimpse towards the other side of the glass, widening his eyes when he sees the chief and a certain former friend of his sitting eye to eye in a table in the middle of the cell, the former preparing a sheet of paper. Hastily, Sion walks towards Ren, leaning on the wall by his side, "What the hell happened?"

Ren respond with a sigh, "Well, can't you see for yourself?"

The event that happened three days ago, when Ren was attacked by a giant wasp returns to his mind. Then Sion connects the dots, finding his own answer, "She tried to kill you... Again?"

"Yep... A-And..." Ren mumbles, pausing for a moment before he stopped with an unsure head shake, "I don't wanna talk about it right now..."

Sighing, Sion reaches to his pocket and pulls out a stretch ball, putting it onto Ren's clutch, "Works for me. So give it a try. It'll help a little."

Then Ren shakes his head again, proceeding to bury his face within his arms as his hand squeezes the given gift nonstop.

Sion then goes to Niz, joining beside him in spectating the sight; Azayaka is looking down to the floor, hands clutched onto her tights while the Chief constantly tilts her head as she throws onto her a barrage of questions.

"When were you born?"

"..."

"What's your hobby?"

"..."

"Who do you work for in particular?"

"..."

"Why are you trying to kill Ren Kitsuko?"

"..."

"Why do you act cool when we first met and then turns to this? No offense but you look pathetic."

That last question obviously is the chief trying to provoke a reaction though futile is what best describes it.

"So... How long has this been going for?" Sion asks.

"Twelve questions, ten minutes," Niz answers.

"So, do you watch any anime? If you does then I'll give you a death penalty."

"..."

"That makes it thirteen," Niz adds.

"Okay, why is she giving her these dumbass questions?" Sion complains, "The least she could do is ask proper questions with respect..." He adds, staring softly at Azayaka.

"How the hell would I know? It's the chief," Niz responds, crossing his arms as he sharpen his eyes towards Azayaka, "besides, that bitch tried to kill me, Ren and my girlfriend. Twice."

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