"That man, his name is Zhongli, huh?" Kazuha grazed his finger over the picture of Zhongli and squinted. "Yes...this is him. I'm sure of it." Kazuha then went on to read everything about Zhongli.
"Hm.." Kazuha had finished reading now, but something was still bothering him. "There was another man with him..." Kazuha closed his eyes as he tried to remember.
"Who was it?... What did he look like?..." Kazuha groaned, why did he have to have been drunk with his first—well, second—encounter with the Fatui? "Blonde hair...that's all I remember." Kazuha opened his eyes. He figured he'd remember if he saw him so he skipped through many of the pages in the file until he found a blonde.
"Albedo..." Kazuha tilted his head at the picture and examined every little detail of Albedo's face. "He is the one I assumed was the Fatui's leader...it'd make sense that that was him. But why would he be at a bar by himself?" Kazuha massaged his temples, "Unless he wasn't by himself...but there's no way I could prove that." Kazuha groaned and threw the file on his table angrily.
This is such bullshit.
Kazuha got up and went into his kitchen to pour himself I cup of coffee.
I know I'm right...I just have to prove it.
Kazuha gripped the coffee cup in hand with so much force his hand began to tremble. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. Feeling placid at last, he took a sip.
His thoughts consumed his whole being as he watched the coffee stream down into his cup. He stared so intently at the coffee to the point it became blurry.
I need to find that base...I need to—
"Talk to Kaeya." Kazuha eyes refluxed and lit up with hope. He knew exactly what to do to get Kaeya to crack.
"If I show him enough evidence then there's no way he can keep up his act," Kazuha proudly smiled to himself.
Kazuha quickly put his cup of coffee on the counter and was about to go flying out the door until he heard a loud smash.
He quickly turned around, a little startled at first, but then he just sighed as he looked at the broken coffee cup on the floor. "Damn it.." he mumbled as he went to his knees to pick up the broken cup.
Of course this would happen.
As he picked up the last piece, he swiped a it along his finger with a little too much pressure, he winced at the pain as the crimson came pouring from his fingertip.
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I know this isn't very long but whatever at least it's a chapter
Anyway, if you're bored, go read my angel x demon Kaebedo fanfic (^.^) -Author
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