"Translation?" Wei’en asked, closing the Wizard’s Manual and looking at Lisi.
"Yeah, it’s from Departnt Two. I’ve already had soone notify Ariana. They’ll bring it over to you in a bit."
Wei’en nodded. "Oh, okay."
’I can’t believe a translation job only showed up after all this ti,’ he thought.
’Good thing I’ve already found another way to make money. Otherwise, I’d probably starve to death trying to live off translation work.’
"Next up, Marco. The murderer from Yidrisu District... The Combat Departnt has already dealt with him. You go and wrap things up." Lisi flicked a piece of parchnt, which landed precisely in Marco’s hand.
Marco picked up the parchnt and glanced at it. "Those guys from the Combat Departnt aren’t half bad. It only took them five days to take care of that pervert."
"He was just an ordinary believer from the Desire Sect,"
Lisi curled her lip. "Hurry up and check it out. If those bastards try to pull any tricks again, I definitely won’t let them off the hook this ti."
"Got it."
With that, Marco stuffed the parchnt into his case, changed into a flashy outfit, and prepared to leave.
"What do you think you’re doing?"
"Officer Lisi, you saw what happened this morning. If I go out in my Investigator uniform again, those people will curse to death. And since you won’t let make a move, my only choice is to keep a low profile."
"...Just go. Hurry up."
"You got it."
Marco tossed his hair, then sauntered out with his case, walking with a flamboyant gait.
Hearing their conversation, Kali’s expression darkened. "..."
’Shouldn’t devout Dawn Believers be kind, magnanimous, and benevolent to others?’
’She didn’t understand why those people were so angry... If it was just because they hadn’t managed to embark on the path of faith, shouldn’t they look for the reason within themselves?’
Lisi didn’t notice her expression and continued with the assignnts, "Next is Wei’en. This one’s for you—a new commission request from the Ceres Clan."
’The Ceres Clan?’
’That wealthy noble family involved with the Vazquez Race, the one that pays so generously?’
Wei’en took the parchnt and asked in confusion, "I thought the developing agent from last ti pointed to that Rutger fellow?"
"That’s right, but he was killed by that group from before. That’s why Old Ceres had no choice but to co to us again..."
Here, Lisi paused, then added pointedly, "And, uh, their commission fee this ti is 100 gold pounds."
Wei’en’s eyes lit up. "100 gold pounds? Alright, I’ll go check it out."
’If everything goes smoothly, does that an I’ll get a cut of—25 gold pounds?’
’As expected of a family in the mariti trade. They’re seriously rich.’
"But I have to remind you," Lisi said with a serious expression, "this is your and Tina’s first ti teaming up for a mission. Rember to take good care of her."
"Alright." Wei’en glanced at Tina. Seeing her still trying to stuff a cookie into the clown doll’s mouth, the corner of his own mouth twitched.
’Hey, hey, that’s a doll, not a pet!’
"Finally, Kali... I’ll take you to Basil District. There’s a new case to investigate over there."
"Okay," Kali nodded obediently. "I’ll be sure to learn everything I can from you."
"Don’t worry, I’ve got everything handled." Lisi patted her impressive chest and said magnanimously, "Pack your things. We’re leaving now."
Setting aside her status as a Candidacy Saintess of the Dawn Church, one could tell from Kali’s personality alone that she was a kind lady.
For that reason, Lisi didn’t hold any particular animosity toward her.
"Okay."
Kali was like a new student; aside from learning, she had no independent thoughts and obediently packed her case.
"Let’s go."
Lisi had just led her out of the office when she poked her head back in to look at Wei’en. "I almost forgot to tell you, rember to give last night’s report to Yegor."
"Okay, I’ll go find the departnt head in a bit."
"Don’t forget, or that old geezer Balats will send soone to nag us again. He’s extrely ticulous with all the work arrangents. Also..."
Lisi glanced at Tina. "If you run into a problem on the commission that you can’t solve, you might as well have Tina try using her ’Spirit Vision.’"
"I’ll keep that in mind." Wei’en nodded.
Once the office was completely empty, he looked at Tina beside him. "It’s noon. Want to get so lunch?"
"Tina not hungry. Clown, hungry."
"..."
Wei’en watched her stubbornly trying to stuff the cookie into the clown doll’s mouth and asked tentatively, "How about I find so scissors for you and cut its mouth open?"
The white-haired girl turned her head to look straight at him. "Tina allows it."
Her voice had returned to its previous coldness, and she was no longer skipping as she walked.
Wei’en pretended to open his case to look for scissors. "Then I’ll give it a try."
’He’d played gas like ’playing house’ many tis as a child, and he always managed to make the little girl next door laugh happily.’
"Look, let’s try with these scissors... Huh? It can open its mouth?" Wei’en, holding up empty air, stared in a daze at the cookie now in the clown doll’s mouth.
Tina noticed it too. She looked at the clown doll and nodded. "Clown, hungry."
"Right. As long as it can eat the cookie, it’s all good."
Wei’en awkwardly lowered his hand and looked at the clown, especially its mouth. ’I seem to rember it being stitched shut before, right?’
The clown doll seed to be looking back at him. Its red button eyes stared at the "scissors" in his hand, and its fuzzy, red-painted mouth seed to twitch.
In a daze, Wei’en thought he heard a bizarrely toned voice: "Heh heh, fun, fun, I like it... Next ti, I’ll be sure to treat you to a cookie... dry!"
Just as he was wondering if he was hallucinating, a prompt appeared in his mind.
[You have co into indirect contact with Forbidden Item 1-83, the Demon Clown. Your trajectory of fate has been altered. Current encounter progress: 60/100.]
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