"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool. I have a page of the diary of Emperor Roselle with me."
The young Miss Justice spoke as soon as Juny's crimson vision cleared.
Before she could continue in Miss Justice's lead to also give a greeting, Miss Justice continued.
She looked towards the young Mr. Sun and asked.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Sun. Have you gotten the formula for Telepathist?"
Juny held back the need to shake her head at her enthusiasm.
'Miss Justice, happy-go-lucky people like yourself can't survive in this cruel world...'
As nobody was aware of Juny's inner monologue, Mr. Sun immediately replied.
"I have obtained the Telepathist formula."
Seeing Mr. Sun turn towards the Seat of Honor, Mr. Fool spoke.
"First, recall the formula in your head. Then, grab the pen by your side and instill it with the strong desire to express your thoughts."
Mr. Fool leaned back in his chair as a quill and a piece of paper appeared before Mr. Sun.
Mr. Sun followed Mr. Fool's instructions as words appeared on the page.
He then gently pushed it towards Miss Justice, who gracefully took it.
Juny saw Miss Justice looking puzzled for a second before hearing a light rapping sound.
Juny tilted her head as Mr. Fool nodded towards Miss Justice.
A second after Miss Justice looked back at the paper she exclaimed.
"Thank you, Mr. Fool. You're really very knowledgeable."
'Hah? Am I missing something?'
Juny decided to ignore whatever exchange just took place between the two.
Instead, as Miss Justice scanned the paper, Juny spoke.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool. I have two pages of Emperor Roselle's diary. I would like to add them on my credit."
Mr. Fool nodded.
"That's alright. With this, you'll have a total of eleven pages yet to be repaid."
Juny looked down at the parchment and pen which appeared before her.
"Yes, that is the case."
She then picked the pen and inscribed the two pages worth of symbols.
At this point, Miss Justice finished looking over the formula.
She then, too, expressed one diary page.
"You deserve this. In addition to this, I'll give your adorer another 300. Is 300 pounds okay?"
Juny saw the corner of Mr. Fool's mouth subconsciously twitched.
With swift movement, she retrieved her gaze as if she saw nothing.
After a while, Mr. Fool spoke, seemingly uninterested in the money.
"A reasonable deal. This is my adorer's information."
Juny's short leg jumped, as if trying to kick something.
'Dammit! You're a god tier actor!'
Juny continued staring into nothingness, so she didn't know what the two were doing.
But after a while, Mr. Fool spoke again.
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. When you get home, recite my name and you'll be able to write down the information directly."
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