14. Unconscious Reaction

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"You're the one burying me..."

The white-haired male huffed at the words suddenly crossing his mind. He wasn't even trying to think of anything, but somehow, that one particular set of words had been stuck in his head. What was she even thinking?

As if having read his mind, a voice behind him spoke, "1, 000, 000 Fc." He need not to turn around to figure out who it was. Just by the voice, and the words it left was enough to give away the answer. Soma only grunted, choosing to ignore the pale girl and instead continue with his walk. "Oh, come on," she whined, faking a small pout. "It isn't too much, is it? At least not for you. I'll tell you every bit of what your girlfriend is thinking."

"I have no time for your games, C."

C snickered. "You sound like your father just now, don't you know?" The male huffed angrily at the comment, but continued walking. "You seem to have become a bit nicer to me," C added. "On a different... occasion, you would have mercilessly kicked me into the nearest wall. I wonder..."

He didn't know what she was talking about, but Soma clearly wanted to clobber C and rip her from limb to limb out of irritation. After all, she was the cause of mayhem during his recent mission with Yuka. Her song recording brought forth a flock of Zygotes, and although it wasn't really much of a trouble, they had to deal with them, which was annoying, to say the least. Second, the scouting was interrupted by a trio of agitated Vajras. "What were you doing there anyway?" Logically, where there is C, trouble brews.

"Oh, just visiting a... friend, or something. Did you hear me sing, Moonboy?"

"Don't call me that!" He hissed.

The smaller girl pouted. "Not fair! Why does Yuka get all the privileges?" She even puffed out her chest and cross her arms. But seeing that the tall male has no intentions of buying her acts, C eventually said, "Are you sure you really don't want to know? I mean, you would never get it out of Flower herself, no matter how hard you try."

The way C's lips twisted to its mischievous smirk remained ingrained on Soma's head, and the annoyance it builds from within him only added greater force to his attack -- ruthlessly tearing its way through the body of the amphibian Aragami. "Oh, one more thing," the pale girl added. "I'd keep my eyes on her this time, if I were you. Don't wanna make the same mistake again, do we?"

C is fucking hard to understand, and the more he tried to, the greater frustration it brings him. He is stressing himself over C's words about Yuka; things he should not even care about. Sakuya from the back yelled a command or two, which pretty much dissolved in the midst of his jumbled thoughts. It wasn't that long until he found the time to stop, blue eyes glaring down at the decaying Gboro-gboro on his feet.

"There had been more of them lately," the orange-haired scout noted with both a tired sigh and a frown, adjusting slightly the beanie he wore.

"And even more aggressive than usual," Sakuya added as she lifted her sniper gun over her shoulder. "The Aragamis are becoming harder and harder to take down. I think it's about time for a pay raise, or at least some improvements in rations."

"Hardly," Soma spat, the disgustingly sweet taste of custard pudding still fresh in his mouth. However, he couldn't bring himself to disagree with the Vice Captain. Something seem to smell fishy in the Far East, that keeps Aragamis agitated. Even the three Vajras, he remembered, were no different.

Kota looked worried for a short moment, turning to both his superiors. "Eh... With that kind of situation, you think it is a good idea to let Yuka and Alisa on a mission together? I heard they were up against a Borg Camlann, helping Alisa recover and all."

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