Digital Tricksters

Day 5 - Privacy

     Naomi used her fourth phone (because her first phone was only used for normal activities... while her second phone got hacked by Luther... and her third phone got a virus) for analyzing the system problem connecting from Olive's laptop at Country O.

     Back at Country O, at Dove Unit 839's private room, Olive was surprised that his laptop has also got a virus. It never opened after that. It was also automatically shut down completely. "This is the most secured anti-virus software in the world... That was very clever of Phic to also hack an anti-virus to spread its own virus even on calls... And he doesn't want to show Naomi about his activities..."

     Afterwards, Olive sends his text to Naomi's fourth phone.

     Olive: Naomi. Phic doesn't want to give his own personal info of himself. If I say it here or anything with a device, he will automatically code everything into a virus. I'll send it to you manually by a letter within a week based on what I know. We have to be more alert. This message will be permanently deleted in one minute after you read this.

     As Olive finally sent it, he relaxed in his chair for a while looking at the ceiling. "Why am I so worried at Naomi? ...I should've get my revenge on her. There must be a way to take her to jail..." Olive thought.

     Back to Trent's house (Country G), at Naomi's new room, after she read Oliver's message, she understood. But then... her stomach is starting to growl.

     "I'm hungry..." Naomi stated herself. Then again, she remembered "Trent's strange food storage".

     "If you want dinner, there are boxes of licorice and root beer downstairs...! Vroom!"

     "TRENT! YOU F***ING A**HOLE! THAT'S SO UNHEALTHY!!!" Naomi finally shouted really loud.

     ...In the end, Naomi went outside to eat at the nearest food shop to eat some meat and vegetable salad for dinner.

     In the next morning, as Trent opens the door of his main bedroom, Naomi shows a list of ingredients. Trent seems happy. "Hmm? What is this? What is this? I'm quite excited."

     "You. Me. Grocery shopping. Now. So you. These ingredients? You all buy it. HEALTHY MODE." Naomi said as she pointed the paper.

     Somehow, Trent smiled nervously. "...Okay." He knew that Naomi seems angry because of last night's dinner.

     ...And he asks. "So... more licorice and root beer?"

     "NO!" Naomi demanded. Trent is now in fake tears. "...Please? It's my favorite. Sugar is also healthy for the soul."

     Naomi realized something impossible to make it happen... "Could it be... sugar rush made him so fast at his programming skills!?"

     Then, Naomi gently smiles. Con artist mode. "Oh. Is that so?" she said to him. Trent nods again and again as his reply. Almost head banging.

     ...Naomi continues to smile. "Say... what if you try healthy foods and such pure water in a week (so I can receive that letter from Olive)? Can you do it without any sweets and other beverages? That means no licorice and root beer---"

     More fake tears coming from Trent. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! You can't take them away...! I declare a food war!" he shouted.

     "Wow. Food war. Damn... I wonder how he survived eating those..." Naomi thought as she rolled her eyes.

     Naomi tried to pull Trent out of his bedroom. "Don't be such a sissy. Your crocodile tears won't change my mind. Let's go. You must eat healthy foods!" she told him. Trent is only standing while he was being pulled by her.

     "Wait! I can't go outside right now!" Trent said.

     "And why is that?"

     "...Because I'm in my pajamas?" Trent finally told her as he smiled. He is right. Right now, he had a bedhead hairstyle, half-slept appearance, oversized shirt (larger than his upper torso), dinosaur pattern boxer shorts, and tarsier printed slippers... yup. What a strange pj right there... Yet, his other hand is itching is "built stomach". Because of that, Naomi backs away.

     "Ugh! Stop doing that! Get dressed already!" Naomi shouted.

     ...Trent smiled as he walks to his bedroom. "Yes mam! And don't you dare look at my booty! Geez!" he said playfully as possible while changing his clothes.

     "I AM NOT! YOU IDIOT!" Naomi shouted as she closed the door. Trent can't help laughing at her reaction.

     Back to Naomi, her expression became too serious as she walks away from the room. She remembered Luther's temporary text message last night.

     ---Luther: If you want to know more about Phic, come to your assigned room. At Cera Riano's room. I will help you regarding Phic's weak points.---

     Deeply thinking afterwards, Naomi finally tried to code her second phone (that was hacked by "Luther") by calling him back with Naomi's voice editor app and coded phone call.

     As the coded call picks up, Luther finally answered back with his real voice. "Hi, Naomi."

     Naomi looks at Trent's bedroom door. "Hey, Luther. Your real name, right? Anyway, you have... 3 minutes." she whispered during the call.

     "...I understand your situation. How's Trent doing?" Luther asked. As he asked that, Naomi got a blank face as she got reminded of Trent's... habits. "...You don't have to know. But, I really know now that it's him all along. My recent evidence just got deleted by himself." Naomi replied.

     "Okay. Since you're already calling me, I'll give you one... two hints about Trent."

     Because of what he said, Naomi got a bit intrigued and curious. "Listen. I don't really know who you are because you keep on blocking your IP address even though I was really close on tracking you... Yet, tell me what you exactly know."

     For a few seconds, Luther finally answers. "Trent is my cousin. And I'd like you to see him personally because of his disappearance in this area I'm living now. He has reasons why he is doing this."

     "You're..." Naomi almost said it out loud as she was surprised. It made her want to ask Luther with curious questions... and she come up with a realization. "...He can't trace Trent's house. Only when he is outside." Naomi thought about it.

     "If you want to know more, you know where to meet up. I'll be there." ...And that is Luther's last message from the coded call. Of all the calls Naomi encountered, she never got this surprising until now.

     At Trent's bedroom, he is currently listening while changing his clothes the whole time. Even if Naomi is only whispering through her phone, there was a mini portable sound proof device which it has a wireless internet to connect to Trent's ToothBlue wireless earphone that attached from his ear.

     After the call ended, Trent finally got out of the room. Wearing his sweater and a pants. "Eure! Ready to go?" he said happily as he "model walk" near Naomi. It was surprisingly awkward.

     Avoid anything about it, Naomi puts her phone into her purse afterwards. "...Okay. Ready."

     "YES MAM!" With Trent's salute position...

     Naomi looks at him. "...Could you stop that?"

     "Yes! Mam!" Trent speaks louder. Naomi sighs... then elbowing his arm. "Stop!!!" she reacted. Trent is laughing about it.

     Afterwards, they both go outside. Locking the door.

     ...For about 24.52 seconds ago, while Naomi puts her phone into her purse, she temporarily texted a quick coded text message to Luther secretly.

     Naomi: Luther. At 8/9. If not, I'll resched for you secretly. See you.