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4 - Business trip (ii)

For the number of people in line were few, they passed customs very quickly-or, better put, the number of people willing to come to this place were pitifully few. And of these pitifully few visitors, most were like Jungkook and Jimin, simply here on work or official business. There were unorthodox interstellar merchants among the minority, as well as some travellers with more peculiar interests who would come here to do their own thing.

As the saying went, it took all sorts to make a world.

Compared to the daylong bustle at Port Newsa in De Carma, the port in Wine City was small, old, and in a state of disrepair akin to having weathered through several bombings.

The port only saw one space shuttle pulling in every other day, and it would never stay for more than twenty minutes before rushing out again.

Therefore, the workers had so little to do that they almost grew mould. Some even picked up jobs on the side:

"Sir, would you like a taxi?"

"The port is quite a distance from the heart of the city, sir and madam, would you like to engage my services? I can take you to many places, I can even toss in tour guide services as a freebie, hm... if that's something that would interest you?"

"Flyway Marketplace, underground wineries, Cavern Trade Hall. Aha, are any of you tourists interested in gambling?"

The familiar scene and touting buzzed in their ears, rattling on from when they came out from customs, and pestering them to after they left the hall.

The esteemed Professor Park particularly hated being surrounded by the clamour of people about him, therefore especially disliked this place. Yet due to all sorts of circumstances, he inevitably kept having to come by.

"Some quiet, at last. My smile was close to dropping off my face." Jimin nonchalantly brushed his coat after leaving the hall. He held his breath and said gloomily, "I miscalculated. I always used to bring a mask when I came here in the past."

Jungkook merely lifted his gaze minutely without saying a word, nor did the lines of his mouth even change.

Jimin suspected that Jungkook was also quickly about to choke from the fumes, simply that none of this showed on his face out of politeness and his upbringing. Besides, based on this Iron man's personality, even if any of it showed, it would be no more than a worsening of his facial paralysis.

"Go down that turn. We can't hail a taxi here, their business has been forcibly monopolised by those service crew in the hall," Jimin pointed at a dusty grey building opposite them. "Come along."

"I know." Jungkook sounded equally stuffy. It was clear how hard it was for him to breathe. "I'm only curious how you would know this. Did you come here often in the past?"

Professor Park paused briefly mid-step, then started spouting nonsense. "I was often tricked into visiting this area back in my young and ignorant days, so I've a deep impression of it. I'll never forget it all my life."

Jungkook scoffed, traversing time and space to taunt the young and ignorant Jimin of before.

"Did you know..."

Right as Jimin's foot stepped about the corner, three vehicles stealthily made an appearance. He casually flagged one down with a wave of his hand, pulled the door open and turned his head over to Jungkook. He said, "Many universities have evaluation systems in place to judge a teacher's professionalism. Generally speaking, those who like to taunt their students are sure to lose their jobs. For example, the way you scoff at me at the drop of a hat."

He said this with a smile and got on the taxi right after, the door left open and half of the seats for the Iron man.

Jungkook, of course, was aware of this system-all students would be. Maze University had a particular fondness for conducting these evaluations under a veil of anonymity. From teaching instructors to even the headmaster, they didn't let anyone off, the purpose to allow greater equality between the professors and the students within the school.