CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: DISGUISES AND DISRUPTION

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NEIRA

TODAY IS MONDAY, and the university student's excitement in the air is palpable. The University Student Council has meticulously organized the highly anticipated Tech and Innovation Fair. It's a day dedicated to celebrating the brilliance and ingenuity of students as they showcase their technological innovations and entrepreneurial ideas.

As I step into the fairgrounds, I'm immediately enveloped by a wave of vibrant energy. Booths line the venue, adorned with cutting-edge inventions, mesmerizing displays, and passionate creators eager to make their mark on the world. This event provides a unique platform for students to connect with industry professionals, potential investors, and mentors who can ignite their dreams and guide them on their journey to success.

Marami rin na booth ng mga pagkain ang nagkalat sa grounds. Kahit saan ka magpunta madadanaan mo lahat ng booths. Sa sobrang laki ng Kenjou University at sa sobrang dami rin ng estudyante rito halos mahirap kumilos dahil lahat ay nagsasaya at gumagala sa grounds. Parang mall lang ang datingan ng university ngayon pero lahat ay required mag university uniform para makapasok sa loob.

As much as I would love to indulge in the culinary delights offered at the various booths, I remind myself of our clandestine mission. The Tech and Innovation Fair presents the perfect opportunity to discreetly investigate the members of the University Student Council, who may hold valuable insights into the dark underbelly of the organization.

"Are you ready for today, sugar cake?" Yoda said, flashing his smirk on me.

I released a deep sigh. Sugar cake naman ang tawag niya sa'kin ngayon. Saan ba niya nakukuha 'tong mga pakulong tawag niya sa'kin?

"Can you stop me calling some random nicknames?" Inis kong sabi sa kanya.

"Chill, chill, chill!" Yoda retorted, his playful tone clashing with my frustration.

I rolled my eyes, unable to decipher whether he was intentionally trying to get on my nerves or simply oblivious to how irritating it was. Yoda and I had been partners many times for a while now, investigating some crime occurrences and unraveling enigmatic mysteries. But sometimes, his antics grated on my nerves.

"Just focus on the task at hand," I urged, attempting to shift the conversation back to the seriousness of our mission.

Yoda's mischievous grin faltered slightly, replaced by a more composed expression.

"You're right, Neira," he conceded, his voice lowering to a more sincere tone. "We have a job to do, and we can't afford distractions."

Yoda and I exchange a knowing glance, silently acknowledging the weight of our responsibility. We have seamlessly blended into the fair, our true intentions concealed behind an appearance of curiosity and intrigue. It is imperative that we maintain our cover to gather the information needed to shed light on the shadows that loom over the University Student Council.

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