(ONC 2024 Round Two Qualifier) "Wait! You were born at the time when there weren't any Superhumans?" "Technically yes!" Nishi paused. Looking at Kabbo's flabbergasted face she continued, " So, Mr.Kabbo what Generation of Superhuman were you again?" "52nd generation." "Oh! That's quite young! I'm... on the other hand the 3rd generation!" she nonchalantly said as she took another sip of her milk tea. "If 3rd then why there wasn't any........oh my god!" as realization hit Kabbo, it almost caused his cup of tea to spill over, which he slowly laid down on the table the next moment. His hands led to cover his twisted scornful smile while his brain proceeded to overload itself once again. Nishi who silently finished her tea by now, very gleefully stated, "Thank you so much for the tea Mr. Kabbo. Your Hospitality is indeed praiseworthy!" He looked back at her and his natural innocent smile replaced his previous one, " Maybe for this praiseworthy hospitality of mine we both could pretend this conversation between us never happened?" Nishi shook her head sidewise making his smile drop. " You know what? I really should have poisoned you instead!" " You are most welcome to dream about that. Hmm? What are you doing?" "Calling my aunt!" "And why?" "To tell her to start preparing for my funeral ASAP of course!" Nishi chuckled. " You know, you got a rare talent for cracking jokes in the most serious moments Mr.Kabbo. I almost can see myself admiring you for that!" " I'm flattered Miss Eumireqa, but this time I ain't joking. This forbidden knowledge that you just bombarded me with can literary cost me my life!" "Wow! That Honorific came out of nowhere!" " Because I know how to respect my elders. But that's not the point! The point is Why? Why did you let me know all of these?" " Because of course, I need you to do me a little favor." "Pff! Miss Eumireqa, This is not asking for a favor, this is blatant blackmailing!"
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