Chapter 8: The Brothel

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Who Is Alex Lan?

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Who Is Alex Lan?

"For fuck's sake

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"For fuck's sake..." I muttered under my breath, rubbing my temples.

Derix glanced up from his phone, raising an eyebrow. "What's up, Alex?"

I sighed heavily, sinking into the nearest chair. "Just got a bullshit call from Elio. How should I put this... Someone or something... breached YUI's security."

"What?!" Derix shot upright, eyes wide. "Shouldn't we leave now?"

"I was thinking about it but they just... left a ominous message." running a hand through my hair. "Oh yeah... then he told me it happened a fucking month ago."

"A month ago?!" Derix exploded, slamming his fist on the table. "And he tells us this now?!"

I shook my head, still trying to wrap my mind around it. "Yeah. But if nothing extreme has happened in the past month, it means we might still have some time before the real shit goes down."

Derix let out a frustrated grunt. "Mhm... so what now? Our flight's tomorrow."

"I guess we rest up for now. No point in losing sleep over it when there's nothing we can do until we're back."

"B-b-boring!" Derix whined, his usual impatience bubbling up. "Let's go out!"

I stared at him, deadpan. "We're going to have multiple sleepless nights once we get back, trying to get information about this breach. And you think the smart thing to do when we still have time is to... party? I know you're a fucking dumbass, but try to act smarter for once."

"We're in Japan, man! Try to enjoy the final day, won't ya?"

"Hmph," I scoffed, crossing my arms. "And where do you propose we go, Derix?"

His eyes lit up with that mischievous glint I knew all too well. "When we were tailing (ERROR I HAVEN'T ADDED A NAME YET) , I found a huge brothel. The place was packed, and the lights were crazy bright."

Of course. I rolled my eyes. "Ugh, of course your proposal is a fucking brothel, you womanizer."

"Oh, come on, stop yappin'. Who knows, maybe you'll find yourself a girl." He grinned, nudging me playfully.

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