I rested my back on the chair where I am sitting and waited for the files to download. I am currently doing the project that Papa asked me to. Hindi ko na pinalipas ang dalawa pang araw na binigay sa akin para gawin 'to. Madali lang naman ang pinapagawa niya. He just wants me to hack the system of the Swedish government and get some hidden information from it. Hindi ko alam kung para saan, kanino o ano. I just did what I was told.
When I saw the progress bar on the computer screen become complete, I quickly closed it and left no mark. I remove the flash drive that contains the information needed before putting it in an envelope.
That's it. Nagawa ko na ang project ni Papa.
I turned off the computer in front of me and stood up. Lumipat ako sa may table kung saan nandoon ang laptop ko. I opened it and placed the envelope on the side. I quickly sent an email to Papa saying that I'm done with his project, and just like his usual response, he said that one of his men will be here tomorrow to get the flash drive and to give me the payment.
Yes, Papa gave me something not because I did well but because it was my payment. Sometimes, it was a car, a new big bike, a laptop, or a condominium unit, but more often, it was money.
I already have a handful of cash in my room. Ilan na rin ang black credit cards ko para sa bangko sa iba't-ibang bansa. Minsan, just to enjoy my payment, sinasama ko si Mattheo or si Leila kapag may pagkakataon para bumili ng mga gusto nila. I always pay. I don't care about my money or how much that thing costs; I earned it at wala naman akong ibang paggagamitan.
I switched my email to my second account and checked if there was another module sent to me. Wala naman akong nakitang bago mula sa mga prof ko. The last module was sent two days ago. Ang karaniwang duration ng isang module sa akin ay one week. I need to study and answer everything. Sometimes I need to print it and hand it to them in person, but most of the time I can do it online.
I'm currently in my 4th year, 1st semester of my bachelor's degree. Kahit na 17 palang ako, masyadong advance na ang pinag-aaralan ko. I was home schooled dahil iyon ang gusto ni Papa, at advance dahil ang 1 year na lesson and pag-aaral ay nagiging months lang sa akin. That is what Papa wants also, so I just go with the flow. Besides, iyon lang naman ang magagawa ko, ang maging sunod-sunuran sa gusto niya.
As those thoughts flooded my mind again, I quickly shooed them away. I turned off my laptop. Kinuha ko iyon pati na rin ang envelope na may lamang flashdrive at napagpasyahan na lumabas.
According to my laptop's clock, 10:19 AM pa lang. I do not know what I should do next. I don't feel like having physical training. My body limbs are aching because of my period. If Papa were here, my excuse wouldn't be acceptable to him. Sasabihin niya na nag-iinarte lang ako. But what can I do? Pilit nga lang akong bumangon kanina. My period is always killing me, and it always sucks being a woman because of this. It also sucks to be a woman born with an Iwasaki surname.
I sighed and opened the door to head out. Wala namang alam si Papa sa mga ginagawa ko lalo na't nasa loob ako ng sanctum. It was just my brain that kept telling me to move and train because that thought was already carved into my mind. Iyong mga salita niya na iyon ang nakamulatan ko, and of course, let's not remove the beating part kaya tandang-tanda ko. Siguro ngayon, wala namang masama kung magpahinga ako.
Naglakad ako sa hallway papunta ng elevator. I was about to press the button when it opened. Napahakbang ako paatras at nag-bow bilang paggalang nang makilala kung sino ang lumabas mula roon. Right in front of me are Mr. Dmitri Credo and Mr. Venzel Do, the fifth generation of leaders of the Dark World Society.
Inangat ko ang mga mata ko at tinignan silang dalawa. Bahagya pa akong tumingala dahil sa tangkad nila. Hindi sila nagkakahuli ng laki ng katawan at tangkad pero magkaiba ang features ng mukha nila dahil magkaiba sila ng nationality.
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DWS III: The Vixen (UNDER REVISION)
General FictionIn order to gain the life, and the revenge she wanted, she made and turned herself into a person that she didn't thought she would be. She is THE VIXEN. - Carrying all the pressure of being an Iwasaki, Akira grew up as his father's puppet. His words...