Reborn as an Evolving Space Monster: Harem Of Otherworldly Beauties Chapter 318: Silent Dinner

Upon exiting the police station, the Pri Minister's bodyguards positioned themselves in a circle around the two.

This was particularly useful thanks to the bodyguards' height, and the Pri Minister's lack of it.

Cero frowned.

'It's obvious that they're trying to hide who's talking here. People will just think it's a celebrity or so rich person. If he wants to keep our eting a secret, then he hiding alone should be enough… Although the bodyguards can be recognized despite their masks, as Roka did.' He sighed and decided to hunch over a bit.

"Hahaha. You're too tall for to hide, Cero." Indeed, even the difference between him and the tallest bodyguard was staggering. "You don't have to."

"I think I should." Cero answered.

"Alright." The Pri Minister nodded.

By the ti they arrived at the restaurant and walked in, Cero was complaining internally about his back.

"I'm sorry about that." The Pri Minister smiled apologetically.

"You told that I don't have to. Why are you apologizing?"

"You're right." He gestured to the server. "Let's order then."

'It's been a while since I ate out.' Cero thought to himself as he looked at the nu. 'Coffee doesn't really count, does it?'

The two remained quiet for most of the al, only exchanging pleasantries about the als they had ordered. By the ti that the Pri Minister's plate was emptied, Cero had ordered four additional tis.

'This silence is starting to annoy .' Cero thought, his eyebrow almost twitching. 'Still, he's the one who wanted a eting. I'm not talking until he does.'

To Cero, it felt like the kind of -He who talks first loses- kind of situation.

"Would you like sothing else, Cero? Or should we get dessert?"

"Dessert is fine."

More plates were brought to their table.

Just when Cero was convinced that the silence was going to last until the end,

"You have quite an interesting face."

"..." Cero took a bite. "Thank you?"

"By interesting, I ant expressive."

"Is that so? Well, feel free to tell what my face expresses then."

"That you're impatient." The Pri Minister said before asking for the check.

"Is that it?" Cero asked with a chuckle.

"Well, we had a nice dinner." The Pri Minister answered with a smile. "What more can we ask for?"

Cero relaxed back into his seat.

"Are you trying to sohow prove that you don't need or want anything from ? Leaving the talking for the next eting?"

"Hahaha. That's an interesting thought. But it is true. I don't need or particularly want anything from you."

"Why ask for a eting then?"

"It's never a bad thing to make soone acquaintance, don't you think?"

While Cero's expressive face betrayed the annoyance and boredom he was trying to hide, the Pri Minister's mind was racing.

There wasn't much to go on.

Asking things directly could cause problems depending on what the truth is.

Funnily enough, both had the sa suspicions about the other.

'He beca Pri Minister after the Tsero Crystal was lost with no political background. Can't imagine a bigger red flag than that. He's the one who brokered the deals made with that Planet… The one that sells black market Tsero Crystals. He's also the one who failed to prove to the Syndicate the necessity of another Tsero Crystal. According to the Syndicate, it was possible for the Tsero Crystal to still be on Wor, for the governnt to be hiding it out of greed, or for a dozen other things. Each one of those possibilities having happened in the past on other Planets, the Syndicate now requires a lot of proof for the Tsero Crystal to be replaced.'

Cero rested his elbow on the edge of the table.

"How about so wine?" He suggested.

"Oh, I'm glad you want so as well." The Pri Minister nodded.

It was strange. Too strange.

An individual of unknown species or origin coming to help. The mission, the Pri Minister and the participants knew, had less than a 2% chance of success. It was a desperate bet, but Wor's best bet. The Pri Minister was convinced of that, which is why he approached incredible individuals one-by-one, recruiting them, and talking them into it one way or the other. Elizabeth Vinacci had been particularly easy to convince, but her recruitnt had a lasting impact that sent waves through the world, causing more and more amazing individuals to step forward.

In all likelihood, the Pri Minister used to believe that the Syndicate wanted Wor to fall into Jin's grasp, for one reason or another. Now, he wasn't so sure anymore.

'Could the Syndicate have changed their mind? Why would they? In the first place, it was never clear what they had to gain from selling Wor to Jin.' The Pri Minister took a sip from his glass while staring at Cero. 'In any case, it's clear that you will be part of this issue. Either as a savior of Wor, or as a chess piece used by the Syndicate. But which is it? If the Syndicate sent him to help with Roka's mission, then why hasn't he made any demands? Demands under his na, that are actually the Syndicate's. Dubious. There isn't enough evidence to support these suspicions. But there is never enough evidence when the Syndicate is involved. Everyone who worked in close proximity to it or knew of its whereabouts was fired, imprisoned, and every spot they have ever visited was turned upside down, yet the Tsero Crystal we have lost was never found. I have no doubt that Jin and the Syndicate are involved with it disappearing out of thin air. But if that's the case, then who are you? I can't bring myself to believe Roka's report. Firstly, because it sounds too unlikely. Secondly, because I can tell she's hiding sothing…'

The two ended up finishing the bottle and ordering another one without speaking a word.

It would take quite a bit of ti for their suspicions of one another to disappear.

But when they did, the two did beco formidable allies.

'Geez, this is the last ti I agree to have a eting with soone that's in politics!"