"Hatoru? You’re a friend of that old man?" Christopher’s brows drew together as he gave Yohan another once-over. "You don’t look like one of his people."
"That’s because I’m not." Yohan leaned back slightly on the chair, arms folded across his chest. "I wouldn’t even call us friends. He’s just soone I know."
"And he told you about ?"
"No, not exactly. I figured things out on my own... though he was involved," Yohan said, not wanting to go into detail.
"I see." The Baker nodded calmly. "Is that why you were looking for ? Freddie ntioned you seed very interested."
That much was true.
For a long ti, Yohan had wanted to et this man. But now that he was here... he couldn’t quite say why.
The man sitting across from him clearly possessed sothing unnatural—sothing similar to his own abilities and asking about it directly would be the worst possible move because It would an exposing his greatest secret.
He wasn’t ready for that.
"Yeah," Yohan continued, keeping his tone steady, "I’d like to do business. The items you sell are... one of a kind."
"Is that so?" The Baker rested his chin lightly on his interlocked fingers, his gaze unwavering. "Do you have the money to do business with ?"
"I think Emily can confirm that I can be very resourceful, I just need to see the nu,"
"nu?" The man let out a brief chuckle, "There’s no nu, you pay and take what you get. That’s how it works for everybody. Except you order it specifically..."
Yohan could tell that there was a deeper aning to his words,
"You should already have sothing special in mind right, what item did Hatoru give to you?"
"I never said he gave any item," Yohan pointed out.
"But you must have been using sothing, my guys said that you were very strong and fast. Luna even managed to pop her sweet in her mouth but she still lost against you. I could maybe even make you a free batch..."
At the ntion of her sister, Yohan’s eyes flicked to the girl seated beside Christopher.
She hadn’t spoken once.
Her expression hadn’t shifted either—her gaze still fixed on him, sharp and unrelenting.
"No worries... I think I’ll just pass," he said, a hint of unease in his voice.
"You don’t understand," Christopher said calmly, drawing all his focus, "My operation is a very special one. The items that are sold are all handmade by but I don’t keep a record of every single one. I’d like to know which one exactly gave you this strength, your compatibility–"
"It seems you’re the one who’s confused." Yohan’s voice remained steady. "Do I look like I need your enhancents to defend myself? I only asked because they looked interesting."
"Wow..." A faint smile touched Christopher’s lips. "You’re the first person to say sothing like that. Now I’m really curious."
"I’m serious. They cost millions, yet you make them difficult to obtain, without even providing a nu, just to control usage and keep them ’premium’..." Yohan tilted his head slightly. "I heard you even have rules. Like not taking two at once."
A brief pause.
"That’s... bullshit, isn’t it?"
"What makes you think that?" A bead of sweat ford on Christopher’s forehead.
"I saw soone take two," Yohan said. "He was fine. Just a bit stronger." He shrugged lightly. "It’s actually smart. Maybe I should apply sothing like that in my own business."
Christopher let out a small laugh, "You are really funny Yohan... Lena give Emily the gift we brought for her,"
The girl got up and presented Emily with a small box.
Emily opened it and was surprised by what she found.
"It... it’s a fortune cookie," she picked it up and examined it closer.
"Yes, my paynt for helping set this up. I got to et a very interesting person because of you,"
He got up to leave, shaking Yohan before heading for the door.
"Contact if you are ever in need of my services,"
Yohan also stood up to shake his hand,
"What... What about the girl?" He asked hesitantly.
"You an Luna?" The Baker asked flatly, "She’s dead so what can we do, you seem to be a cool guy so I can’t bla you. I was the one who sent her after you so I’ll take full responsibility, I should have tried talking like this first. From here on out all your sins are forgiven, just don’t kill this other one..." He said with a chuckle.
Yohan couldn’t laugh at the joke, he felt weird just hearing it. As they were just leaving he felt a pang in his chest. He followed after them.
"E-Excuse ..." his voice broke as he started, but it stopped Lena from following Christopher. She even turned back to face him.
"I... I am sorry," were the words that ca out of his mouth.
Her expression remained the sa, and her empty gaze carried only hatred, still she didn’t answer imdiately. She stared at him silently, not breaking eye contact for even a mont.
"Do you know what her orders were?" She asked, her voice hollow and drained, "Bring him in without much harm,"
Yohan didn’t know what to say, did he defend himself by saying she was actually going to kill him or did he just stay quiet. In the end he could only stand there as she walked away.
Those were the only words he had heard from her all night but they were the ones he would perfectly rember.
As he went back into the conference room, he could only ask himself if maybe she wasn’t trying to kill him back there and he ended up overreacting, the thought didn’t stay long on his mind as he returned to find Emily still staring at the fortune cookie in her hand.
"What is that?" Yohan asked as he approached.
"It’s a real fortune cookie," she answered.
"I know, I an what does it do?"
"It tells you your actual fortune, at least a part of it. I’ve been trying to get my hands on it ever since, but now that I have it I can’t believe I’m actually scared to open,"
"It tells you your fortune?!" Yohan almost couldn’t believe it, "How... is that possible?
"I don’t know but that’s what Christopher says it does, I’ve asked for it a few tis but he never gave it to until now. It’s one of the most expensive things he sells and you can’t even request for it,"
Yohan was still finding it hard to understand if sothing like that was really possible, at the sa ti his mind reminded him that this was the world he was living in now, one where anything was literally possible.
"Yohan could you please open it for ?" She placed it in the box and pushed it over to him.
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