I sent opened up another protocol window and wrote created an approval message. I signed it and then sent it back to HQ. I received a received a reply in no less than 5 seconds. It was a fairly short message.

"Thank you for sending an approval letter Agent 198-7, Rank A. You have been selected to accompany the first squadron. The dispatch team is already on its way. Please prepare yourself accordingly, bring all the necessary equipment you'll need. We will be seeing you soon.

-Sec. G. Magus, H.O.K."

It looks like this might be a hard fight, so I decided to call my manager. She'll be able to send me my stuff in 30 minutes or less. I don't know how she gets to me faster than a professional dispatch team, but I guess I don't need to know about that right now.

I opened up a contacts list which was then projected in front of me. '10394 contacts available'. Okay, I didn't remember having this much before. I sent a command to the device to search for 'Isabel'. After a brief moment, the contacts scrolled down to a contact labelled Isabel, which had a display picture of a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was poking her tongue out with a 'peace' hand sign she held to her face. I really need to change this sometime.

I tapped on it and then another window popped up, it was contacting her. After about a second of me doing so, someone had picked up the call and then decided to give me a massive headache by screaming through the call.

"Pyron!!!~ What's up, did'ja need something? Maybe you're finally asking me out on a date? Dinner maybe?Oh! Oh! Maybe you want to go watch the Furious and Fast 50? I know a good place where we can f-"

"Isabel. I need my stuff. I'm going to be on another hunt. It's a category S. Do you have anything for something like that, and it's probably going to be a long fight."

"Aw, is it because you're scared of a little Catey Esee?" She said in a mocking baby-talk way. I just wish she wasn't so childish all the time. But it doesn't matter because she's actually an amazing manager, ever since she took me under her watch, I've been provided with all the top gear and highest ranking missions.

Of course it's also because I'm one of the strongest agents this organization has ever hired. I didn't get an A rank for nothing, I worked for it. It was pretty great to be promoted to rank A in only a short time. Very few people have reached this rank at this age. I'm sure that if I managed to complete this mission, I'd be promoted to rank S agent, which would qualify me to be able to hold a position in the Grand Council.

I sighed and replied to the girl that was almost squealing on the other end of the call. "Look, Isabel. Do you have anything or not?" I'm sure she did.

"Don't even worry about it Pyron! I have just the thing, I asked our engineers to create a really top notch set of armour and it looks so coooool!~" I really wanted to groan or scowl at that, but I didn't.

"Could you send it over? I need it right away. And could you also bring some supplies, it might be awhile before we find the target."

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"Yeah, yeah, sure whatever! Oh! Take a look at the new set I made! It's custom built for you too! I think... But anyways, you should look at it."

A short beep later indicated I received a file. I opened my inbox and selected the data cube. It opened up some blueprint designs, as well as some features of how the set works. There was also a neat looking weapon that was hovering at the waist area of the set, probably magnetic. Still pretty cool though.

"It has built in emergency oxygen, and it also maximizes movement and amplifies your normal strength by about five thousand time more! And It's specially build to handle all kinds of explosions! And lasers, guns, even nuclear warheads!" The girl was squealing again.

"Oh, that sounds pretty cool, when did y- wait what, nuclear warheads? Did you even test it out?" I was a little concerned by this.

"Hmmm, well we kind of did." She said in a very unsure tone.

"... well whatever I guess, I don't think I'll be fighting anything that involves the power of a nuclear warhead. So when is it going to get here?" I asked her again.

"What do you mean silly? It's already there." She giggled to herself again.

What. I stood up from my bed and walked out into the hall again, then I walked over to the main hall leading to the exit of this lounge, and by the door I already saw a massive box wrapped in pink paper, with a red ribbon. There was a note on the box.

"Here you go Pyron! I hope you like it! :P

~Isabel <3"

It was written in bright red ink. It still scares me how she managed to do this. She's gotta have some kind of teleporter that she made. I cringe at the thought of her knowing my current location at all times, and teleporting stuff to me.

Wow. That isn't embarrassing at all. I walked back to my room and plopped onto the bed lazily. I raised my arm again and looked at the data window that was on display.

"Thanks Isa, I really appreciate it. I don't think that I'll be able to do this mission properly without the stuff you send me. I mean it." I was happy that I still get to do this thought.

"I- I... t-thank you Pyron, I'm glad to hear you say that." Her tone softened when she said that. She must be embarrassed by what I said. I said goodbye to her shortly after and disconnected the call.

I lay down on my bed and started to get sleepy. I probably shouldn't sleep. They're going to be here soon. I don't really want to wake up to people in my room. I'm really tired though, maybe I could just take a quick nap. I'm sure it won't really matter.

I rested my head on the soft white pillow and closed my eyes, the cool feeling of the air and the softness of my bed made is so easy to fall asleep. I didn't even notice that I practically went to sleep as soon as I touched the bed.

But I didn't fall asleep.

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I'm sorry if this is a little short. I don't feel to hot right now.