𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙡 ♥︎

Chapter 39: Absolute Bamboozlement

One step after the other they took, carefully scouting the area before them for any surprises that might be awaiting.

They knew their mission was comprimised from the start. The Ark broadcasted and leaked the Nikke's rendezvous.

Privaty carefully planned whatever it was she needed to do in order to subdue Counters and seize the Heretic.

On top of that, however, she also had to deal with Yulha and Admi. While the little girl was nothing but cooperative, Yulha was...

''I'm not an alcoholic.'' She whispered into Privaty's ear, still ticked off by how brazenly she was accused.

The blue-haired girl simply glanced at her. ''Not now, Yulha.''

''I just want to get it out there.'' She pressed on. ''Just because I decided to throw myself a party one night doesn't mean that I a-

''But it wasn't just one night,'' Admi suddenly chimed into the conversation, catching the attention of the two women. ''there were other times where you got wasted beyond soberness.''

''...'' Yulha, aware of what was being plotted, quickly glanced toward the little girl with a pleading expression.

Though, Admi had to get it out there.

''Remember the time when Privaty piled all her paperwork on your desk?'' Admi whispered. ''And you got so frustrated that you went out drinking later that night?''

''... No?...'' Yulha gulped.

''...'' Admi narrowed her eyes and pouted. ''So... You don't remember when you barged into Privaty's room while she was showering and-

''H-Hold on.'' Privaty cut in. ''MY room?''

''L-Listen!'' Yulha tried to defend herself. ''I was drunk and very angry at you! It's only natural tha-

''Yulha took your clothes and dumped them in the dumpster.'' Admi leaked. ''Not before chewing them, though.''

''!!!''

''...''

... ''I'm sorry-

''I had to walk around the headquarters with a towel.'' Privaty's eye twitched, clenching her fists. ''Nobody was answering my calls and everyone was looking at me.''

''I almost slipped and dropped it...'' She continued, frustrated. ''I had to borrow Admi's undersized clothes, just so I had something to wear...''

Both Yulha and Admi were looking at her. The former apologetically, and the latter curiously.

''So that's where my clothes went.'' Admi blinked but quickly realized something. ''Why didn't you return them?''

''I-I wish I could!'' Privaty stammered, blushing. ''B-But... I don't see any reason you'd want them after what happened...''

''???''

''Sorry... It's just that...'' The blue-haired girl continued to stammer, trying to get it out of her system. ''Your clothes were so small and I was so... Well...''

''What? Fat?'' An unknown voice suddenly broke into the conversation.

Everybody jumped up and readied their weapons, pointing them to the location of where the voice came from.

... Just to figure out that it was simply a Mass-Production model...

''Uuuuuuh... Sorry...'' The Nikke raised their hands and slowly backed away. ''I won't talk about it... I promise...''