While we are making our way to the party, we are all looking at the poster, and trying to guess where we are supposed to head to.

We don't know the names of the streets or districts, and asking others isn't a an option either.

Vacinay grunts. "Okay, what if we get paint, paint flow marks on ourselves, then ask a flowman about the 'Justery Destirct'? That way, if the flowman is asked where they saw none flow patterned individuals heading, they wouldn't be of too much help to those on our tails."

"We don't have time for that," Hessien says. "Besides, we don't have money."

Vacinay looks at me. "But we have a thief."

"I only stole shit because we were hungry," I reply aggressively.

"I didn't even mean it in a rude way."

"Oh. I only stole because we were hungry." I said the same thing, but kinder.

She sighs. Then looks around, perplexed. "Where's Ghomas?"

He was with us a second ago...

Hessien gestures ahead with his chin. "He's... talking to a person."

I basically face palm, and Vacinay hand tenses. Ghomas returns with a bright smile, "So this old lady told me that--"

Vacinay gently rest her hand on his shoulder. "Please tell me what happens when the president tracker comes across this old lady and asks about us? What happens when she tells them the directions you were asking for."

He open his mouth to refute the point she's making, but words doesn't come out for a while. "Well... Hm. Well we're fucked."

"Yes... And unlike you, I don't like getting fucked in the ass."

Ghomas is taken aback. "Why are you telling me this...?"

I chipped in. "Yeah, That's random way to tell someone your sexual history. Kind of... gross."

"You know what I mean. Like a pain in the ass. like, 'wow, that mego corp really fucked bent over the government and fucked them'. You know what it means, like to mess with someone. To like completely fucked them over. LIke--"

Ghomas pat her shoulders and look at her with sympathy. "You can be quiet now."

"Oh. Fuck you, you know what I mean! You fucker!" Now she is embarrassed and humiliated.

She continues swearing at him, and all he does is slowly nod and smile at her like he is dealing with a stupid child. Perhaps as if examining a new but interesting specimen.

She realize her words are going nowhere, and with a monstrous expression, she grabs his shirt collar. "Stop looking at me like that."

He maintain the same expression. "Like what?"

"Like I'm some pathetic creature that needs to be pitied."

"Oh." He put back on the same smile.

Hessien claps. "Okay okay. You guys are going to drive attention with all the noise y'all are creating."

"Ghomas should learn slang instead of making me sound weird then," she grunts

Ghomas quickly replies, "Cool. When you say you like having aids, I'll take it as a slang too."

Her fingers turn into cat claws.

I admit, I found that a bit funny, Anyway, Hessien is getting the situation on control.

He is basically pushing Vacinay forward while she is desperately trying to keep her eyes on Ghomas.

I ask Ghomas, "Is that revenge from her cutting your head off?"

"No. Is that really a slang?"

"Which?"

"The one she said.

I think it's something Americans say."

"Bullshit."

We follow the two.

"I assume everyone on the net is american until proven otherwise, so there is that. But with all seriousness, I observe people on twitter and youtube say that a lot when they are angry."

Ghomas is perplexed, unable to believe it.

I add. "Serious. I remember watching this game review, right. About elden ring, and this reviewer went into a rant about some boss that kept beating his ass, and he was like, 'She just kept fucking me in the ass. Like what the fuck?! Who thought this good game design!"

I nod, remembering it. "Weird, but effective analogies. Like think of it as an evolution of, 'That monster just fucked him up!'"

Ghomas rubs his chin, thinking about it. "I can see the vision. But I'm not going to admit that to Vacinay."

I grin. "Indeed. We make fun of her until we die."

"Even after death."

Vacinay stares at us, only hearing whispers. But she is sure we were talking about her.

Anyway, I have no idea where we are heading. Going to to the same spot we originally wanted to would have been stupid thanks to Ghomas.

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So we were just walking about.

I yawn. "I'm tired."

"Yup."

"Same here."

"I feel like i'm about to die." Ghomas mutters

I'm honestly shock. "Yet y'all wanted to go party and get drunk?"

Hessien turn towards me. "Why are you acting like you weren't trying to get drunk too...?"

"I am nothing but a minor with no sense of agency, and thus I can be manipulated by those older than me. So what I want in the regards to illegal activity doesn't mean shiiiit."

"Sometimes, I want to throw stones at you," Hessien says with a defeated expression.

I grin with my hands on my waist.

Ghomas thinks hard for a second. "I been thinking about this for a while. When we were reincarnated into clones of our bodies, how long did that take again?"

I raise my voice, "Blah blah blah. Blaaaaah."

"Suspicious..." Ghomas looks at me, like I am hiding a secret.

"Ah who gives a shit." Vacinay says then looks a bit in the distance, her eyes shape shifts into a cat's.

Then her mouth widens and she points in the distance. "Bars. A lot of bars!"

Ghomas and Hessien immediately move to her side, trying to see the bars. Of course, they cant't. Well, we can't. I plan to get wasted.

"Lead the way." Hessien says.

She dashes forward. A bit too fast. But we follow, moving at super human speeds.

We weave around the vehicles on the road and the people. Sometimes I have to jump over a crowd of people. But we are moving so fast, they have no idea who or what is passing near them.

Then finally, we arrive at the spot. However, it's different than what Vacinay said.

Sure there are wooden bars. Music playing from inside, and people drinking and laughing around the bar's exit.

But... it isn't just bars.

Ghomas looks around, his mouth agape. He isn't looking at the bars. "This is like... like..."

His brain freezes.

He's looking at a massive building, a building that seems like an apartment complex because of the amount of doors. But... there were men and women standing at each door, waving at the people on the ground.

Scantly dressed. The shirtless men though. There were some super muscle men which is blegh! God damn steroid freaks.

But most had the naturally muscle toned body which is...

I'm imaging myself doing jumps while punching in the air, and then running around in a circle, then rolling on the ground with my pillow to express my... appreciation.

Perhaps making fun of Vacinay is a bad thing. She's a very good person. Sigh. She deserves the best in the world.

Hessien covers his mouth and says, "like... an entertainment district?"

An old man leaning against a bar says, "My boy... if you know what's good for you, you wouldn't go there... It's the devils playing field."

We look at him for a couple of seconds and then I completely ignore him.

I straighten my posture and tell Hessien, "Actually, you remember back on Earth how I was turning 18 in a week? And then pallisos reincarnated us back in clones of our bodies in a week time, but it was instant in our vision? And a day since then has passed? I only said I was 17 to the president cause I forgot about the week thing. In other words, I'm a legal adult. So like... yeah... I was lying about being a minor."

I smile at them, then start to backpedal towards that building. They haven't reacted yet. Good. Even if I'm telling the truth, they would probably try some bullshit about ethics and morals with me.

Hessien however breaks out of the trance and says with seriousness, "Don't even try it."

I stop and a second pass. "No."

I slowly turn to the building, like a figure being rotated.

"Stop."

"No!"

"You goddamn--" Hessien is about to shout, but he stop. I soon see why.

It's a lady. She has a face full of make up and yellow flow marks in the from of swirls on her cheeks.

Her outfit isn’t skimpy, but it is unlike anything I’d seen before. It had the feel of a raincoat in concept—one large, flowing garment with a sleek design. A high slit ran up to her knee.

She had a small cute red umbrella too. "How are you four today?"

Hessien answers, a bit stunned. "Pretty good..."

Her black hair is curly and is arm pit level.

The lady smiles and points at the building. "Have you ever been here before?"

"Well, no."

Vacinay is gazing at the men. Color me surprise, I thought she now had a thing on Hessien.

That's probably because the options at hand is slim since she is no longer on earth. Or because Hessien doesn't seem to have an interest in her.

Ghomas steps forward. "But we learn fast."

The issue is payment... I quickly say, "So about payment. We're mercenaries, all above level 25 so if there is something you want to deal with, we got you covered."

Her expressions break a little. Of course she thinks we are bluffing.

I punch the air at rapid speeds, so fast that it shocks her. The other three did the same.

Hessien went from bitching to complying, what a sucker. Of course I am not foolish. He definitely is going to shut me off as soon as we are done talking to her.

She quickly nods. "I--I I believe it. But payment is not needed. This is a new program we are trying, so we are having a trial time. To improve quality."

I step forward. "Understandable!"

Ghomas does the same. "I will write a full review, as much reviews as possible."

She is a bit startled by our excitement.

Vacinay is in deep thought. Thinking hard, then Hessien coughs into his fist and says with a certain confidence. "Is there anything else we must know about."

"Um, no... Enjoy your time." She doesn't sound as confident as before.

Do people not like those with higher levels?

Hessien nods and is about to grab my shoulder, but I freeze time. I casually backpedal to the building while making stupid facial expressions at Hessien.

I know he can't see it, but its fun to think he can and he just can't do anything about it.

The first floor are just women, so I have to go up the second stairs to meet the men.

I have my hand on my waist as I stand before the one that I think looks the best.

He looked a bit older than me. Just a bit. Had a short black pony tail, and quite frankly had that pop-star-ish look. Add some egotism too.

Hm... Am I sure about this? I think and think...

What if word gets about this... then... nothing. Fuck them. Blah blah, I don't give a dammmmn!

Anyway, I quickly unfreeze time. I hear Hessien baffle sounds downstairs, and I quickly greet the guy who is also frighted since I suddenly appeared in front of him.

I salute for some reason. "I'm a customer. I can also teleport, anyway, so like...?"

I point inside.

"Right right..." he opens the door and there is a sudden gust and a blur in his perspective.

I moved inside at super speed and is sitting on the bed leg crossed, and with my hands on my knee.

He is speechless and does a couple of nods. "Uh... what's your level?"

"Like only 14 or something." I'm not sure if saying my actual level would scare him off.

He does a couple more slow nods, thinking hard.

I do nothing, just patiently waiting...

I look at the ground and see a bit of blood. He notice what I'm looking at too and quickly says, "T-that's just from... an extreme role play."

"Uhuh..."

I got off the bed and lift it up, and see a bunch of headless corpses.

"Of course this happens..."

"Fuck it!" he shouts, his head splits into two and an bat head pops up from his throat. "You're not going to ruin our feeding ground!"

...

I drop the bed back down on the ground and dramatically fall to my knees. "Mission getting laid has failed..."

I want to cry and vomit. All my excitement, all for nothing.

The guy is confused and asks, "What...? Ain't you some undercover knight?"

"Shut up, manipulator..." I point at him with shaky hands. "You don't just mess with a semi-maiden's heart and get away with it..."

"Semi-maiden...? Who even uses that wor-- Oh you meant virgin. That doesn't even make sense!"

"Blah blah blah. It doesn't count if it happens on weekends, or under 14 minutes or longer than 15 minutes, or if... If I fucking say so! Anyway, For the transgressions of playing with Lumine Markish desires... you're sentenced to death!" I pause then add. "And for the murders of course."

He’s still baffled, but it’s dawning on him that I’m about to kill him. His arms start bulking up, muscles rippling like they’re getting inflated, slowly spreading to the rest of his body.

It gets darker, fur sprouts everywhere. "You fool... in my true form, it won’t matter what your power level is... you will di—"

My punch blasts a hole right through his stomach. He freezes, mouth hanging open. "You... you didn’t let me finish transforming..."

"You literally just said you could kill me with it. What kind of reaction were you hoping for? A slow clap?"