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I was planning to write a long apology, but I've got nothing. Screw it, just go ahead and read the chapter.
P.S. Today's song is Disfruto by Carla Morrison.
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"You want a what?"
"A landline."
"...For what?"
"Umm, to call you if I need anything. Using the phone in your office is kind of a hassle, you know?"
"I still think it's unnecessary. The number of times you'd call me in the future would be very few."
"But not zero."
"Why do you suddenly feel the need to have a phone in your room?"
"... Hiro might call me."
"What?"
"Think about it. Once that bastard Kishibe finally decides to come back here with Hiro, it would be beneficial to get his apartment's phone number so I can contact him. That way, we can avoid the same kind of problem the Gun Devil caused."
Yuna rolled her eyes. 'Beneficial, yeah right' she thought before returning to the call "Makima... This whole thing you have with Hiro is starting to get on my nerves."
"... I know, but—"
"And we don't even know if Hiro is still alive, so stop daydreaming!"
"Umm" Yuna could almost imagine Makima shifting uncomfortably.
Yuna narrowed her eyes. "What's going on?"
"... Nothing."
"Hmm."
"Hehe."
Yuna let out a heavy sigh, running her fingers through her temple. "Listen, Makima, we're currently in the analysis phase, which means I'll be spending most of my time receiving and creating progress reports on many other kids. I can't afford to waste time thinking about Hiro."
"You don't have to. I have plenty of time to think about him every day."
Yuna rolled her eyes. "Of course you do. But what I mean is, I don't want you bothering me with phone calls just to talk about him. I told you we'd only use them for emergencies."
"And for buying ice cream" Makima added.
"...Yeah that too."
Yuna heard a knock on her office door. "Look, Makima, we'll talk about this later. I have more important things to do right now than worry about your little friend" Not giving Makima a chance to respond Yuna hung up and glanced at the door with annoyance.
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One Above All
RomanceIn 1977, amidst his arduous tasks of exterminating devils, Kishibe stumbled upon a defenseless child immersed in a gruesome bloodbath, where a family's home used to stand. Witnessing the dire situation of the youngster, he made the decision to tempo...
