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>>4545022

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=slightly+petty+revenge

>>4545022
>Okay, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?

>>4545022
>Yes, they need rest and so do you. Whatever is troubling you, it can be resolved tomorrow.

and

>Your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.

>>4545022
>>No, you’ll use all the free time you have left to resolve minor issues.
>Ask Catastrovania more details about the Operation.
Important to know what we have to do

>>4545022
>No, you’ll use all the free time you have left to resolve minor issues.
>Ask Catastrovania more details about the Operation.
Do other stuff tomorrow

>>4545022
>No, you’ll use all the free time you have left to resolve minor issues.
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.

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It is better if you resolve your doubts about the operation right now, you want to know all the nooks and crannies of what this plan entails. So you tell everyone you need more information before going to bed. Catastrovania begrudgingly accepts to expose her plans, and goes for her laptop. Neither Bruce or Ascended Maggie mind staying up for this.

Catastrovania clears her throat and begins her long winded explanation…

On a macro level, the plan is to infiltrate the 17th Office in Laoling at 7:00 AM, take the Reid family in less than 2 hours and leave. You have more time than that, but it’s better to keep things tight in Catastrovania’s opinion.

The 17th Office is the tallest building in Laoling, 14 stories tall, with 3 underground floors. The whole building is controlled by the Min-Hu Alliance, but they pretend to be a tourist office.

You’ll come in as a group of Janitors from the Laoling Cleaning Company. Bruce managed to find the place where they sell their uniforms, and already rented a van for your escape.

Your cover is that all the previous employees quit, and you’re replacing them for the day and the office was already notified. The fake message has been already handcrafted by Catastrovania, and if they want to call the company Odetta will preemptively cut their cords before the mission goes underway.

You’re going to have to play your role for a little while, since the mafia guys will keep their eyes on you but they get bored quickly. Inside the janitor’s room on the 3rd floor you should get the master key for the whole place and a laundry cart to hide people inside.

In the meantime, Odetta is going to deal with the surveillance cameras by sabotaging their security room on the 2nd Floor. Once she does, you’ll have to get to the 5th Floor quickly and retrieve the key for the Reids’ cell inside a fake conference room. It should be on the wall. Then you’ll use the elevator to get down to the 3rd floor underground, the Reids should be locked in there with two guards on watch. Dispose of them, put the Reids in the cart and then escape! That’s it!

Just because you asked, Catastrovania showed you the complete layout of the office. The Min-Hu’s boss office is on the 14th Floor, and there is a secret treasure room on the 2nd Underground level.

“Brilliant, isn’t it?” Catastrovania is proud of the plan she concocted.

How do you respond?

>“It’s decent.” You’re going to do this anyway.
>“Good job, Cat.” Pat her head.
>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.
>Write In.

>>4545150
>>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.
>"...The hell's in the treasure room?"

>>4545150
>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.

>>4545150
>>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.
>"...The hell's in the treasure room?"

>>4545150
>>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.
>"...The hell's in the treasure room?"
Might as well ask

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“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” You found the fatal flaw.

“It’s all up to your own abilities, assistant. I taught you well, now it’s time for you to apply the knowledge you acquired!” Catastrovania has big plans for you.

“So you have no idea what to do?” You retort.

“Of course, I do! I foresaw it all with my CATRASTROPHIC EYE of DESTRUCTION, you did a splendid job, but if I spoil it, it could go awry in this timeline.” Catastrovania makes another one of her terrible excuses.

“S-So we’ll have t-to find a way t-there…” Bruce doesn’t like this plan already.

“If we all work together, I’m sure we’ll find a way to do this peacefully.” Ascended Maggie is being way too kind.

“T-That’s wishful thinking…” Catastrovania didn’t see that in her reading.

“I’ll be fine with not being found out, that’s all.” You put the expectations low.

“Maybe w-we can distract them somehow…” Bruce proposes.

“We have only one chance! Don’t do anything risky!” Catastrovania has a point.

“…The hell’s in the treasure room?” You look at the map again.

“Multiple interesting items…” Catastrovania grins. “You’ll have to ask Odetta about that, I only know there is a safe with big money in it. And some paintings. And some shows. And a random bucket.”

“…A bucket? The bucket?” You found it!

“Y-You mean…” Bruce realized it.

“The stolen bucket? Huh, I never pieced those things together.” Catastrovania is stupid. “Odetta just found it odd since it was on a table like it was important.”

“…” You have no words.

“W-We’re not going out of way for the bucket, a-are we…?” Ascended Maggie sounded like regular scaredy-cat Maggie…

It’s getting late…

What now?

>Add ‘recovering the bucket’ to the to-do list.
>Tell your findings to the Bucket rescue group.
>Ask Odetta if that bucket is THE bucket.
>You won’t do anything. Time to go to sleep now.
>Write In.

What do you do tomorrow?

>Your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.
>Okay, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
>Check on Odetta, she never took a long nap before and yesterday she was more tired than today. It’s too strange.
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.
>Tomorrow is going to be the final super training day. You need to prepare for what’s to come.
>Write In.

>>4545350
>Tell your findings to the Bucket rescue group.
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.

>>4545350
>>Add ‘recovering the bucket’ to the to-do list.
>Ask Odetta if that bucket is THE bucket.
The bucket is bigger than any of us
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.

>>4545350
>Tell your findings to the Bucket rescue group.
>Okay, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?

>>4545350
>>Add ‘recovering the bucket’ to the to-do list.
>Ask Odetta if that bucket is THE bucket.
>Suggest we as a team take the day to hang out in the city before the mission

>>4545389
Forgot to add that it might calm nerves before the big day

>>4545364
>>4545350
Changing vote to
>Add ‘recovering the bucket’ to the to-do list.

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“We’re adding recovering the bucket to the to-do list.” You announce.

“Are you really risking your life for a bucket…?” Catastrovania is not amused.

“We went to war for it once, we can do it again.” You’re going to make your ancestors proud.

“I-I s-suppose w-we can divide our efforts.” Bruce is not against the idea. His family would be proud of him.

“Tsk, tsk, now I need to find a way to get in there as well.” Catastrovania pretends to be bothered.

“You threw the idea out there to get us to check it out anyway.” You can tell.

“Odetta didn’t want to investigate it because there was no reason to… But now, fufufufu…” Catastrovania was just pretending to be bothered.

“S-So we were tricked…” Bruce doesn’t seem to mind though.

“Guided, you mean.” Catastrovania retorts.

“I think that seals it…” Ascended Maggie wants to protest but her ascendedness doesn’t let her bother anyone here.

“Well, we’ll do this if that’s our bucket, we still need to confirm it with Odetta.” You don’t want to jump the gun and get everyone in trouble.

“Isn’t s-she sleeping?” Bruce remembers her disappearing after you got here.

“We’ll wake her up then.” Maggie wants to have one less worry before going to sleep.

You all went to the girls’ room where Odetta is lying on her bed, unmoving. Maggie very gently caresses her head but to no response. You gently push her shoulder after, but nothing happens either. Bruce shakes her but still nothing. And Catastrovania throws some water on her face and, yet again, nothing…

“I think she’s dead.” Catastrovania is no medic. Odetta is still breathing.

“M-Maybe she left her body…? Y-You know the ghost stuff...” Bruce deduces.

“So she’s in a coma?” Maggie wonders as she soaks the water from Odetta’s face with a towel.

“She did say it was like sleeping.” You remember from one of your earlier chats but…

Why is she gone?

What do you do?

>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.
>Tell Catastrovania to use her abilities to summon Odetta.
>Use your phone and use your ability to capture ghosts instead.
>Write In.

>>4545467
>>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.
Don't wanna see what happens if we interrupt this

>>4545467
>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.

>>4545467
>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.

>>4545467
>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.

>>4545467
>Tell Catastrovania to use her abilities to summon Odetta.

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“We’ll let her rest until morning. Perhaps she’s busy with something.” You think this is the best decision. “We should do what we did yesterday and have everyone sleep in the living room again so we can keep an eye on her. Besides, her futon is soaked for some reason...” You glare at Cat, who instantly looks away.

“Yes, I would gladly sleep with you again, Allie.” Ascended Maggie loves the idea.

“P-Please rephrase that.” Catastrovania gets embarrassed.

“L-Let’s move t-the furniture around again…” Bruce makes the wise decision to ignore what Maggie said.

“I’ll bring Odetta…” You grab the corpse and ignore Maggie as well.

And so, you prepare the living room for another discount slumber party with Odetta all tucked in the middle like a giant malnourished baby. You all are surrounding her, you are by her right, and Maggie by her left. Odetta is the wall dividing the boys and the girls. You can tell everyone is at least concerned about the ghost’s whereabouts.

It took you awhile to fall asleep, you had the little hope Odetta would arrive before you dozed off, but it just didn’t happen…

…

[DAY 22/SUNDAY]

You feel someone struggling around, pushing you with their body just a little.

“W-What the hell is this…?” It’s Odetta! The girl angrily says between her teeth since she’s inside her cloth cocoon and cannot escape.

It’s almost 5 AM…

What do you do?

>“Calm down, I’ll take those off of you.” Tell Odetta to keep it down, the others are sleeping.
>“Hey everyone, Odetta is back.” Wake everyone and give them the good news.
>“Calm down and go to sleep.” Tell Odetta that now is not the time.
>Write In.

>>4545513
>“Calm down and go to sleep.” Tell Odetta that now is not the time.

>>4545513
>>“Calm down and go to sleep.” Tell Odetta that now is not the time.

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“Calm down and go to sleep.” You reprimand the caterpillar with a soft voice.

“J-Just get these off me!” Odetta is getting angrier.

“Later, you need to rest. Keep your voice down, it’s too early in the morning.” You don’t want her to wake up everyone.

“I’ll lower my voice, now free me…!” Odetta whispers as she is somehow managing to get closer to the kitchen by just flailing around.

“I won’t free you, you need rest. I’m responsible for your wellbeing.” You get closer to Odetta on the sly.

“Why would I want to rest anymore?! I slept all night!” Odetta is really wanting to cross the line of what a whisper is.

“Take care of your own body.” You carry the caterpillar in your arms. “I can swing you if that helps.”

“Fuck off!” Odetta wants to be free at all costs.

“We need you well rested for the mission.”

“I don’t need it, I’m using my astral projection to help!” Odetta keeps complaining.

“So did Cat know about the master key you got?” You wonder.

“Agh, that thing? I made a mistake; it was a master key for all of their special locks, it’s confusing as hell…” Odetta remembers. “W-Wait, my mind went off! Just help me out, will ya?!”

“No.”

“I-I just need to write something down…!” Odetta is so desperate she is willing to compromise.

“What is it?” You’ll indulge her.

“An address!”

“Fine.” You take your phone out and write what Odetta just said. She weighs so little; you can probably carry her with one finger. “There.”

“I’m really not tired.” Odetta sounds honest.

“I really don’t care.” You retort.

“You’re the worst.” Odetta doesn’t like you anymore.

“I know.” You say.

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>>4545576

Even if you think this was noisy enough to wake up everyone, no one did. You take Odetta down and put her in her original spot.

“Goodnight.” You keep an eye on Odetta.

“No.” Odetta imitated you.

You glare at the ghost.

“You don’t scare me, fisherman.” Odetta won’t do it.

“Just shut up!” Bruce got angry, then he dozed off.

“D-Did Brucey just tell me off…?” Odetta is shocked.

“He loves his sleep.” You shrug.

“What a jerk...” Odetta has given up. “Are you going to stay awake until I go to sleep?”

“Yes.” You respond.

“He won’t be the only one if this keeps going…” Catastrovania throws some shade while sounding all tired.

“Fiiiiiiine, I’ll sleep…” Odetta gives up.

“Good.” You think you can trust her. “Good night everybody.”

You forgot to ask about the bucket… You’ll ask her as soon as you can.

It’s morning properly, you need to do your daily routine, but after that… it’s a free day. You’ll set up that meeting with Ichie, but should you go right away?

What are you planning to do now?

>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.
>Go to the meeting with Ichie as soon as you can.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow.)

>>4545578
>Go to the meeting with Ichie as soon as you can.

>>4545578
>Ask Odetta about THE BUCKET.
>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.

>>4545578
>Go to the meeting with Ichie as soon as you can.

>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.

>>4545578
>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.
>Go to the meeting with Ichie as soon as you can.
Shouldn't be binary here, do both

>>4545578
>>Ask Odetta about THE BUCKET.
>>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.

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Since it’s Sunday and it was a hard week for everyone, you decided not to do your daily exercises with everyone. Instead, the only part of the routine that will remain intact will be Odetta’s treatment. They deserve to have a long rest anyway after your little scene during the night.

As you prepare to go out, you text Ichie about meeting up today, she immediately responds that she’s available any time you see fit

After a light jog around the park, you come back to your apartment to a huge surprise. Everyone is eating a decently looking breakfast, and it was prepared by none other than Ascended Maggie. There is a plate ready for you…

“Welcome back, Allie! I hope you’re hungry!” Ascended Maggie is wearing your apron to cook.

“It’s surprisingly decent.” Catastrovania gives her review.

“S-She’s right, I t-thought I would throw u-up since Maggie made it but it’s good, haha.” Bruce agrees.

“Still boring though…” Odetta doesn’t like a balanced diet.

“You rascals say the darndest things! Tee-hee!” Ascended Maggie sounded like regular Maggie again for a second. You already ate food from Maggie, and you recall it being better than expected.

“Well then…” You take a seat and promptly eat the food.

“H-How was it?” Ascended Maggie is worried about your opinion.

“Acceptable.” You don’t have much to say. Maggie looks a little more relaxed. “Odetta, time for your treatment.”

“Fine…” Odetta has never said a word against it unlike with everything else. She knows it’s important.

You take Odetta to the girls’ room and do her treatment. After you’re done, it’s time to ask the hard-hitting questions.

“By the way, the bucket you saw in the treasure room in 17th Office is the town’s bucket, correct?” You wonder.

“The hell do I know? I’ve never seen that stupid bucket before.” Odetta didn’t like that question. You’ll excuse Odetta’s ignorance about the bucket’s importance this time.

“Here.” You show her a photo of the legendary bucket. “So?”

“That’s just a regular ass bucket.” Odetta didn’t find it helpful.

“But is it the same one you saw in there, yes or no?” You want your answers.

“How am I supposed to know? I didn’t analyze what kind of bucket it was like some kind of weirdo.” Odetta shakes her head.

“Was it made out of wood?” You ask the important questions.

“I don’t remember… Maybe?” Odetta doesn’t understand the importance of your town’s treasure.

You glare at her.

“You don’t want me to go over there just to check that…?” Odetta asks in disbelief.

You keep glaring at her.

“Alfred, you’re making me rethink if this friendship was worth pursuing.” Odetta doesn’t like you one bit anymore.

“I would compensate you if you did.”

“I have no interest in what you can offer, bartender.” Odetta denies your request.

>>4546303

“Please.”

“…Later, then.” Odetta yawns. You knew she needed extra rest.

“That reminds me, what happened yesterday? What is the address for?” You pull out your phone.

“Hmm? You curious, country boy?” Odetta giggles. “I went around to visit old clients, debtors if you will, that’s the address of one of those cheeky bastards. That’s all! I’m rebuilding my empire, now that everyone knows I’m back in business, I need to remind some people about what happens when you try to cheat me out of what’s rightfully mine.” Odetta winks.

This sounds like something Odetta would do, but…

What do you do?

>“If you need any help, I’ll be glad to lend a hand.” You’re friends, after all.
>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.
>“I don’t believe that’s true.” Doubt.
>Write In.

>>4546307
>>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.

>>4546307
>“If you need any help, I’ll be glad to lend a hand.” You’re friends, after all.

>>4546307
>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.

>>4546307
>>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.

>>4546307
>>“If you need any help, I’ll be glad to lend a hand.” You’re friends, after all.

>>4546307
>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.

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“So this one address, who’s this?” You wonder.

“That’s the only naughty one who didn’t want to pay.” Odetta smiles from ear to ear like she always does. “That debtor didn’t even look surprised I was still alive. Now I’m coming up with ways to ensure that person regrets ever crossing paths with me.” Odetta sounds angry here, like actually angry.

“I see. Everyone needs to earn their pay.” You retort.

“That’s exactly it, dear Alfred.” Odetta likes what she’s hearing.

“But what kind of person is this fella?” You noticed she didn’t want to describe that ruffian at all.

“Alfred, this person is not important in the grand scheme of things, some thug you don’t have to care about. Why waste our time on such an insignificant individual?” Odetta makes a good point.

“You’re right, but if this person was merely a random individual, you wouldn’t have made a ruckus to write down his address. In fact, I don’t think it would’ve been an issue for you to track him down again.” You point out.

“That’s true, but Alfred, I’m really really petty.” Odetta is one good liar.

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>>4546375

“I’m not going to push the issue any longer, but if you need any help, I’ll be glad to lend a hand.” You’re friends after all. “I consider myself a member of your group still, and I don’t appreciate people who don’t pay.”

“You’re so kind, but you have better things to do than indulging me. Isn’t your own revenge the most important thing you care about?” Odetta tries to dodge the issue.

“Yes, the only thing I want to do with my life is to have my revenge.” You look up. “But it’s not like I value my own life all that much.”

“W-What do you mean…?” Odetta is concerned.

“Nothing.” You walk away. “I’ll let you be.”

“Take care, country boy.” Odetta didn’t know what to say.

You’re back at the living room. Ascended Maggie is cleaning up the place...

What do you do now?

>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.
>Turn back, you forgot to give Odetta the address!
>Write In.

>>4546377
>>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.

>>4546377
>>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.

>>4546375
>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.
Deep breaths.

>>4546377
>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.

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Next on the list is to have a counseling session with Ichie, a decision you’re already regretting, but there is no turning back. You text her that you’re available now, she immediately responds that she's happy you’re about to do this and that it will be an honor to receive you inside one humble little restaurant she’s fond of. You have the address now.

You announce your parting to go to said meeting to the team, they looked concerned to say the least, they didn’t even know you were planning to do this – and now they start to panic properly once they realize how wrong this could go. You give them a little more context to appease their worries and it works. Bruce still offers to be around in the rental car in case you need a quick escape, you decline since you don’t want to put anyone in danger. Catastrovania says she’ll be on the lookout for any distress calls, so you’ll need to call her in case of danger or something.

Before leaving, Ascended Maggie hands you a lunch box with homemade food in it and kisses you on the cheek for good luck. Both Bruce and Catastrovania feared the worst for a second, but you decided that it’s not the time to talk about this so you thanked her and left. You took the rental car towards your destination, and left it in a parking lot nearby…

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>>4546527

The Red Pearl is in no way considered small or humble for a restaurant in any fashion or form. It’s the biggest and fanciest place to eat you’ve ever seen and you’re just outside of it, you can’t imagine how it is inside. Without knowing the etiquette of this kind of place you decide to go inside without any second thoughts.

At the reception, one of the waiters asks you for your name, once you tell them, they guide you to the 3rd floor where Ichie should be in a VIP table. Props to them for not looking down on you for the way you’re dressed or anything of the like.

The place is as fancy as you imagine it to be, almost like a movie set, there are few people here – it’s too early for lunch still. But what really caught your eyes is the few number of tables, they are so far apart from each other, you don’t think people from one table to another can hear each other all that much. You imagine that this is the type of place where those annoying bells to call the waiters are useful.

And there she is, by the table next to the window, Ichie waves at you to come over. Without knowing the etiquette again, you just walk at the same speed that the waiter that has been guiding you uses to get there. Ichie finds that funny. There are a couple of guys acting like bodyguards next to her, one older guy who seems familiar…

“Alfred Brown, welcome! I’m glad you have decided to participate in this counseling session! It’s more of an honor for me than it is to you to be here!” Ichie is beyond overjoyed.

“Mhm.” You don’t know how to respond to that.

“Before we begin, I know you aren’t accustomed to splendid cuisine like this restaurant prepares, a life without knowing such gifts is so inspiring, but unfair! So I have these treats prepared for you!” Ichie announces as her pair of butlers take off the mantle of the table to reveal some fancy food. “Feel free to eat as much as you want! It’s all on me!”

How generous…

How do you respond?

>“I brought my own lunchbox.” Show the lunchbox.
>“Don’t mind if I do.” Take a bite.
>“I have eaten food from many great chefs before, much better than this.” Berenice, Jasper, Haytham, Gunnar and whoever works at Ishikawa’s are better than this fancy crap.
>“I don’t have appetite.” Refuse politely.
>Write In.

>>4546530
>>“I brought my own lunchbox.” Show the lunchbox.

>>4546530
>“I have eaten food from many great chefs before, much better than this.” Berenice, Jasper, Haytham, Gunnar and whoever works at Ishikawa’s are better than this fancy crap.

>>4546530
>“I brought my own lunchbox.” Show the lunchbox.

>>4546530
>>“I brought my own lunchbox.” Show the lunchbox.

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“I brought my own lunchbox.” You show it to her from your backpack.

“A lunchbox? At a restaurant…?” Ichie looks confused. “Oh! I understand! Your situation is more dire than I anticipated, how cruel of me for putting you through this! You knew you couldn’t afford to pay for your own meal, so instead of borrowing money from me, hurting your pride in the process, you decided to bring your own food! I’ve so much to learn, but your actions have taught me so much today.”

“Huh, okay…?” You will let Ichie revel in her fantasy.

“I should’ve notified you about my intentions, I merely wanted to witness your expression of joy when I revealed the food you never imagined you could taste. I apologize for my lack of empathy!” Ichie nods to herself.

“No offense taken...” You lie.

“Well then, put that lunchbox aside and keep it safe for later, I know you will need it knowing how society mistreats people like you! Now enjoy this feast!” Ichie tries to grab your lunchbox away, but you hold it tight.

“It’s fine. I prefer it if I keep it.” You don’t want her hands on it.

“You don’t need to struggle anymore, you deserve this!” Ichie doesn’t want to let go either.

“I said I’m fine, I’m not hungry anyway…” You won’t let go.

“Rejecting this once in a lifetime opportunity because you feel like you don’t deserve it? I’m in awe, Alfred, I don’t have the adjectives to describe such nobility! I wish we met sooner!” Ichie is touched by your lack of interest, and then finally releases her claws from your stuff.

You put the lunchbox back into your backpack just in case she tries to steal from the poor again. Now Ichie asks his butlers to take the food and pack it for you, so you can take it later. You didn’t ask for this, but if this gets things going – you won’t complain.

“Feel free to take these with you!” Ichie shows the packets with the best of intentions.

“No.” You believe you should be more direct with her.

“You shouldn’t turn down a present, you are in dire need of help, there is nothing to be ashamed of.” Ichie reprimands you because she knows better.

“I don’t care.”

“Perhaps it embarrasses you if I witness it! Oh! What’s this? One of my butlers has something to tell me and I need to turn around to hear it?” Ichie acts so terribly to turn around while one of the butlers gets closer to indulge her. “Mhm, I think whatever you’re telling me will last 5 more seconds!”

“…” You do nothing.

“1… 2… A-ha!” Ichie turns around before the 5 second limit to witness the scene as she left it before. “You didn’t take them...” She seems disappointed.

“It’s because I don’t want them.”

“What an admirable man…” Ichie is on the verge of tears.

How do you respond?

>“Ichie… the counseling…”
>“Can we move on?”
>“You know, forget it, I’m leaving. You’re too annoying.”
>Write In.

>>4546604
>>“Ichie… the counseling…”

>>4546604
>“Ichie… the counseling…”

>>4546604
>“Ichie… the counseling…”

>>4546604
>>“Ichie… the counseling…”
Oh hey...
Butler with the 'stahe is Min-Hu Thug A from the flowershop tape.

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“Ichie… the counseling…” You remind her what you’re here for.

“Yes, my apologies! I’m nervous myself, this is the first time I have done this, but I’m sure it won’t be the last thanks to the events that transpired yesterday!” Ichie is talking in riddles.

“What happened?” You aren’t that curious, but this is where she’s leading the conversation towards.

“Aren’t you aware that the despicable Cult of Chernobog is no more? It’s all over the news today! As the heir of the Saionji Family I’m always up to date with the latest bits of news that affect our beautiful country! It was dismantled thanks to the admirable efforts of our own police and the N.U. forces, their leader was captured and there are talks about making his case public through national television!” Ichie explains all excitedly. A lot has happened while you were busy doing all of this, huh? You should read a newspaper one of these times…

“I see.” You nod. “What happened to their base here then?”

“I believe the recruits here weren’t aware of what was happening in their main base, so the Hamje police made quick work on them.” Ichie explains. So in the end, Bruce and Lorena would've been in trouble if they didn’t leave the cult in time. “That rotten cult, they took advantage of vulnerable men who society abandoned, who lost all hope in life, who didn’t have anywhere to go… they fed them lies, they strip them of all sense of self, then leave them as husks who are fed false hope, so they can manipulate them to their bidding. There is real hope out there, we can change society, we can make it better, we can make it fair… That’s why I’ll never forgive them! I’m glad they are gone! Justice will prevail.”

“Okay.” You didn’t ask for a speech, but here you are.

“And that’s why this counseling is so important, Alfred. If I succeed with you, it means I can help all of these men reach their true potential! I can give them their pride back! Vender’s methods are efficient to men and women alike, but when I see those men he worked on, I know they lost their spark. I know they aren’t their true self…” Ichie turns to the butlers. You don’t like what this means. “But if this works on you, a man Vender says it is impossible to help, it means I can save you all…!” Ichie’s eyes are sparkling.

“Uhm…” You have identified where the exit is.

“That fiery glare, that unbreakable pride and the honesty you have… I swear I’ll keep them! Now let’s begin with the first lesson of the day!” Ichie asks for one of the butlers to bring her stuff…

You don’t like where this is going at all.

What do you do?

>“It appears I have to go to the bathroom.” Then escape from there.
>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.
>“Let’s go then…” There is no such thing as brainwashing. You’ll stay and withstand this lame lesson.
>Write In.

>>4546673
>>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.
>Tell Ichie that we'll leave if she doesn't stop acting stupid.
Try to get to the point

>>4546673

Forgot to say it was the last reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!

>>4546673
>>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.
>Tell Ichie that we'll leave if she doesn't stop acting stupid.

>>4546673
>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.

>>4546673
>“Let’s go then…” There is no such thing as brainwashing. You’ll stay and withstand this lame lesson.
>Don’t listen her and just stealthy sit in your phone, idly looking for signs of dangerously delusional psychosis, to see if Ichie matches them.

>>4546673
>>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.
>Tell Ichie that we'll leave if she doesn't stop acting stupid.
Ichie is cute!

>>4546673
>>“It appears I have to go to the bathroom.” Then escape from there.
>Write In.
>Take a closer look at the the familiar looking man.

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“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” You’re concerned and bothered by her attitude.

“Brainwashing? What a gross term! I said I’m not interested in Vender’s methods. I’m here to educate you, it’s conceptually different! I’m not remotely interested in turning your manly rebellious essence into an empty innocuous husk that can be slaved.” Ichie goes on. “I believe this is one of society’s biggest mistakes, they reform men ignoring all their wonderful qualities because they don’t understand them. But I’m here to help you! Thank you for giving me this opportunity to learn.”

“…Ichie, I’m going to leave if you don’t stop acting this stupid.” You are tired of her drivel.

“Please forgive me, I didn’t mean to take advantage of your short patience! It’s my inexperience showing! I can feel your kindness through your harsh honesty, I know some people confuse your directness with hostility! But not me!” Ichie can’t keep herself from yapping. “I know how important this is for you and—”

“Ichie…” You scold her…

“I understand!” Ichie tries to keep control of the situation. One of her butlers starts building a compacted whiteboard next to the rich girl; while the other hands her a bag, she takes a multi-colored marker and some papers from it. “Before we begin our lesson properly, I want to let you know that I reserved this whole floor just for us, the clientele should be leaving once they are finished with their food since they were already here before I alerted the staff. So, feel free to say whatever comes to your mind, I’m prepared for anything and we’re in privacy!”

“…” You look at the two butlers… “Understood.”

“Great! You’re doing so great right now! I’m proud of you.” Ichie nods to herself. “We’re here to learn how to talk to my good friend Aleister, and the first lesson of the day is Understanding!” Ichie writes it on the whiteboard. “Aleister is sympathetically aware of other people’s feelings; which means he can sense the emotions coming from those around him, he’s so sensitive that these emotions greatly affect him. So if you’re angry, he’s angry; if you’re happy, he’s happy! Hooray! And so on. Now, I imagine your encounters with him were heavily emotionally charged on your part, so we need to learn how to suppress those feelings.”

“I see.” So Aleister is like a wild animal…

“Now, I’ll show you how! So as an example, feel free to insult me in any way you see fit.” Ichie is ready.

>>4547711

How do you respond?

>“I can’t do that, Ichie. I don’t want to hurt you.” Pretend to be nice.
>“Your haircut is terrible.” Deadpan.
>“Your speeches are annoying.” Deadpan.
>“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” Deadpan.
>“I think you gained weight since the last time we met.” Deadpan.
>“I wanna grab those knockers you have.” Deadpan and wiggle those fingers.
>Write In.

>>4547713
>>“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” Deadpan.
I think she is in plain denial.

>>4547713
>>“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” Deadpan.
Wanna see how she reacts

>>4547711
>“I think you gained weight since the last time we met.” Deadpan.

>>4547711
>“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” Deadpan.

>>4547713
>“I think you gained weight since the last time we met.” Deadpan.

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“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” You deadpan.

“Such raw honesty…” Ichie covers her face with one hand. “…Is delightful! Thank you for you’re cooperation in this exercise, as you can see your words did not have an effect on me.” Ichie shows herself with the same smile as before.

“But—”

“To keep your composure, you need to deconstruct the insults you receive and rationalize their meaning and purpose. In this example, the action of insulting is to provoke a negative reaction from me, understanding that makes you realize these words don’t hold any merit, therefore it’s only up to me to if I gave these words gravitas. In this deconstruction, you said that I’m unlikeable, something I know is not true as I am told by many of my peers that I’m empathetic. Your other statement, that I don’t have any friends, is untrue as well as you know very well Aleister is a good friend of mine!” Ichie interrupts to continue her lesson.

“Ichie, I saw you cover your own face just to not show that you were afflicted.” You assume so, anyway.

“Alfred, don’t be silly! I just did it to create tension to make my reveal more impactful.” Ichie denies your accusation. “Now to proceed, I would like to ask you a couple of questions so I know how to provoke you! Are you ready?”

Ichie grabs one of her papers…

How do you respond?

>“Go ahead.” You’ll continue this torture…
>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.
>“Your haircut is terrible.” Insult her again to catch her off guard to prove your point.
>“Your speeches are annoying.” Insult her again to catch her off guard to prove your point.
>“I think you gained weight since the last time we met.” Insult her again to catch her off guard to prove your point.
>Write In.

>>4547794
>>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.
Let's see if we can deprogram her from her own brainwashing. Might be bad idea, who knows.

>>4547794
>>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.

>>4547794
>“Go ahead.” You’ll continue this torture…

>>4547794
>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.

>>4547794
>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.
>"Don't tell me you think vender is your friend."

>>4547818
Support make her question her choices.

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“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” You go deeper with your insult to catch her off guard.

“S-Such uncouth straightforwardness, Alfred…!” Ichie does the same thing as last time, but since she wasn’t expecting to be insulted, you could see it on her face – you could see her unapologetic excitement… She’s still hiding her face.

“Am I wrong, Ichie?” You retort.

“Of course, you are in this instance! But it’s not your fault that you place doubts in me, you were raised this way! Aleister and I are good friends, the fact we can remain apart for so long and our bond stays unwavering shows it!” Ichie responds with a quivering voice. “It’s my own shortcomings that don’t allow me to be by his side, I’m not worthy of the title of the heir of the Saionji family yet, I have so much to learn! I just can’t withstand his greatness for too long! His impatience for unfaltering pursuit of justice! His immovable and senseless code of pride! His heroic uncalled ruthlessness towards those who break the law! His manly and tasteless sense of fashion! His headstrong decision making! His crassness makes him the perfect man, beyond anyone’s comprehension!”

“So you’re just acquaintances…” You think Ichie spent more time insulting Aleister than anything… It made this speech far more tolerable in hindsight.

“I feel pity for you, Alfred! You have never experienced what true friendship is like. After being manipulated by Duchemin and Catastro-something for so long… But it’s not too late! I’ll show you what true happiness is like.” Ichie smiles normally after being hidden for so long.

“So what other friends do you have? Don’t tell me you think Vender is your friend.”

“We have a fairly amicable but professional relationship with that man. Vender is far too immature and ignorant for my liking.” Ichie is kind of cruel towards Vender. That’s a surprise.

“No other friends then.”

“Would you like to officially be my friend, Alfred?” Ichie offers with a wonderful smile.

How do you respond?

>“No, I just told you, you’re just way too unlikeable. We’re just acquaintances.” Turn her down.
>“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can stand a lot of unlikeable people, but she takes the cake.
>“So I’m right, you don’t have any friends.” You just proved your point.
>Write In.

>>4547924
>"Only if you can trust me enough to tell me where Aleister lives."

>>4547924
Is this girl a masochist?
>“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can stand a lot of unlikeable people, but she takes the cake.

>>4547924
>“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can stand a lot of unlikeable people, but she takes the cake.
Let's cuck Aleister of his social circle.

>>4547924
I feel really tired, this will be the last reply of the day, we'll continue tomorrow.

>>4547924
>“So I’m right, you don’t have any friends.” You just proved your point.

>>4547924
>“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can stand a lot of unlikeable people, but she takes the cake

>>4547924
>>“So I’m right, you don’t have any friends.” You just proved your point.

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“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can endure Maggie and Catastrovania together for long periods of time, but Ichie is on another level.

“To accept with such ease despite all the resentment you have accumulated towards people of my status after being ostracized by society for so long… Alfred, I’m so glad I can call you my friend. Now to make it official, I’ll add you to my favorite contacts.” Ichie pulls her phone out and starts messing with it. “My dear friend Alfred, can I call you Al? Aleister doesn’t like being called Al, in his opinion it sounds too close to the word Pal and he severely dislikes the letter P, that was going to be lesson 3; so you’ll be the only one in my promising life with such a homely nickname.”

“Ichie, did you even hear what I said…?” You question. You do find this little trivia about your nemesis valuable, you’ll use it in your favor.

“I did, my friend Al. I’m very well aware that men of your social status insult each other as a bonding method! Sharing a sense of humor builds comradery.” Your friend didn’t take you seriously. “Obviously, if you really find my personality detestable, you wouldn’t have agreed on becoming mutuals! Hee-hee! The more I think about it, the funnier it gets!”

“I’m serious.” You retort.

“Hysterical, indeed! You have a knack for comedy, my friend Al!” Ichie lives in denial. “Oh, before we continue with the questions, should we commemorate this moment with a picture? Let’s cherish this moment forever!” Ichie takes her phone out again.

How do you respond?

>“Sure…” Do it reluctantly.
>“Ichie, I only decided to become your friend out of pity.” You’re barely into it.
>“If you don’t seriously address your shortcomings, I’m going to leave.” You won’t waste your time anymore.
>Write In.

(Only reply of the day, we continue tomorrow, hopefully early!)

>>4549027
>>“Sure…” Do it reluctantly.

>>4549027
>Write In.
"Can we move on with the lesson already?"

>>4549027
>>Write In.
Let's take it with our phone, that way any proof dies with us.

>>4549055
Supporting.

>>4549032
+1

Dont even risk it

>>4549027
I thought about it, but ultimately I'm backing >>4549032 instead. As much as I want
>“Sure…” Do it reluctantly.
but also +1 to this >>4549055, I think its a mistake. Ichie already added us to her "favorite contacts" (where every single person she has added is there and her regular "contacts" list is utterly empty, because "Everybody's my favorite, and leaving anybody out would be unfair and denigrating to those poor individuals!", and EVEN TYPING THAT OUT MAKES ME FEEL SICK HOLY SHIT FUCK THIS BITCH CHARACTER). The proof should die with us, but she's made that difficult. When (not if) we murder her via some good old fashioned ultraviolence, we should take her phone and delete ourselves from her contacts first thing. We are NEVER going to be this cunt's "friend" no matter what

>>4549032
+1

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“Can we move on with the lesson already?” You have indulged her for far too long.

“I’m overjoyed by your interest in learning, but I must insist! This is a fantastic method to treasure the memories we’re creating together!” Ichie starts fiddling with her phone again.

“Then let me do it.” You pull your phone and take a pic of Ichie in quick fashion. Her phone hides her face in it.

“Al! Do not take unsolicited pictures of people! You always need to make your intentions clear first.” Ichie reprimands you. “Besides, I want a picture together, not on my own!” Ichie runs at lighting speed to stand next to you.

“I’ll take it.” You stand up and take it in a millisecond. “There.”

“Thank you, Al, for going along with my request.” Ichie smiles. “Could please send me the picture? I wish to frame it!”

“No.” You put your phone away despite Ichie’s bewilderment. “Perhaps at the end of the session I will.”

“Ooh! How interesting! It’s like a reward!” Ichie loves the idea. “This reminds me of lesson 4: never take pictures of Aleister, less so with a flashlight! Individuals who often do this tamper with these pictures to get back at him. He only accepts being photographed by professionals with high quality equipment, and you don’t possess the skills or the income for either! Also, strong lights irritate him. But I shouldn’t skip the lesson we are at since it’s the most important one!”

“He’s a sensitive guy…” You were right, Aleister is like a wild animal, one you need to put down.

“Isn’t he wonderful?” Ichie nods to herself. Then goes back to her chair. “Shall we continue?”

“Please.”

“Like I said before, I would like to ask you a couple of questions so I know how to provoke you.” Ichie clears her throat as she grabs the paper she left on the table. “Question number one! Why did your insensitive mother abandon such a wonderful son like you by taking her own life?”

…

How do you respond?

>“This is the most insensitive question I’ve ever received in my entire life.” And you know Maggie.
>Tell her the reason you think why.
>“I don’t know; why did the Saionji family decide you were the best excuse for a human being to be their heir? Were you their only option?”
>Write In.

>>4549795
>>Tell her the reason you think why.
If we show her that we're easily provoked she won't tell us where Aleister lives

>>4549795
>Tell her the reason you think why.
Its plain and simple. Why would that offend us?

>>4549795
>Be silent
>Throw a table at her

>>4549795
>Tell her the reason you think why.
Don't take the b8, m8

>>4549795
>Tell her the reason you think why.

>>4549795
>Tell her the reason you think why.
>Calling her insensitive is a bit of a stretch BUT she did do it in our family home

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“She lost her will to live after an incident while she was working at the police before I was even born. She was haunted by it every single day of her life after. She couldn’t move past it and took her own life. She lasted as long as she did because she loved my father and I, she always said as much. That’s why.” You’re honest with her.

“I feel so sorry for you, my friend Al. She put you through an undeserved emotional burden that still affects you till this day, emotionally stunted you for years. She never gave you the true love of a mother, you truly deserved better.” Ichie looks sad for you. “I believe as the years go by, the love I can give you as a friend can somehow heal those wounds you have. I believe in you.”

“Right.” You won’t fall for her provocations.

“This is the day your life turns around, my friend Al!” Ichie wants to give you hope in the worst way imaginable.

“Yeah, yeah… Next question.” You want to move on.

“Why do you think you had this massive inferiority complex towards Aleister before you decided to admirably turn the page?” Ichie asks the next question. “I’m glad you are not envious of him anymore.”

How do you respond?

>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”
>Tell her the reason why you think you hate Aleister.
>“Why would I be envious of him…?”
>Write In.

>>4549839
>>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”

>>4549839
>>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”

>>4549839
>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”

>>4549839
>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”
THEN
>"Why would I be envious of him"
Like theres dumb then theres this.
What??

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“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…” You remind her of what actually happened.

“Yes, that’s true. But there are plenty of reasons to believe that it was more than a payback for the store you lost, like you starting your quest for pointless revenge after the 4th accident and you not accepting my business proposal to rebuild it for example, so it’s something deeper.” Ichie describes her reasoning. “I believe your envy is the source of your anger. It’s only natural for someone in your position to feel this way towards a man like Aleister. He’s stronger, more physically imposing, more handsome and likable than you. He has a higher social status, more wealth, and he will be far more successful in life than anyone in your position can aspire to. That breeds resentment, but that’s not the answer, my friend Al! And you know it deep down in your heart that’s the reason why you are here. Society has damned you to be in this position so you don’t have to be angry anymore. The store was a mere excuse anyway; and if it wasn’t, you still have more reasons to be envious.”

“Oh, do I?” You’ll keep humoring her without being affected.

“From my understanding, your store was barely successful enough to stay afloat, losing an uphill battle to the ones in Price Family’s possession! Yours can’t even compare.” Ichie sentences.

“Explain.”

“I’ve made a mistake; you don’t appear to know! My apologies!” Ichie sincerely apologizes, as sincerely as she can anyway. “I thought you already knew that the Price family are the owners of the Super Foods Franchise!”

…?

>“THEY ARE WHAT?!”
>“No, I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” Add this to the list of reasons why Aleister must be deleted.
>“Are you comparing MY store to that piece of shit pigsty?!”
>“Where is he?”
>Write In.

>>4549891
>Be silent.
>Throw a table at her lackeys.
>Slap that bitch. HARD.

>>4549891
>>“No, I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” Add this to the list of reasons why Aleister must be deleted.
We must contain our bloodlust so that we can destroy this fucker

>>4549891
>Be silent.
>Take deep breaths.
>Internalize your RAGE. SHARPEN your hatred into a TOOL OF VENGEANCE. Metaphorically speaking.

>>4549891
>“THEY ARE WHAT?!”

>>4549891
>“No, I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” Add this to the list of reasons why Aleister must be deleted.
We owned a convenience store, we should be used to hiding our resentment

>>4549891
>“No, I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” Add this to the list of reasons why Aleister must be deleted.
Throw Ichie onto the KILL KILL KILL list too, please. Also I love the red dot murder eyes Alfred has in the character portrait head.

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“No. I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” You pretend that this is fine with the best of your abilities.

“M-My friend Al, are you feeling well? You have tensed up, your voice sounds stiff and I can feel your aggravation. Was my explanation the source of your discomfort?” Ichie is concerned.

“I choked on my own spit.” You lie.

“I know you’ve been taught from childhood to hide all your weaknesses, but there is no need anymore! We’re friends, Al!” Ichie wants to help you, like it or not. “Remember, we’re still working on this lesson! If you don’t tell me what’s wrong, this whole exercise is futile. I want two of my friends to make up!”

“Let’s move on.”

“My friend Al, we were doing so well…” Ichie refuses to continue.

One thing you’re going to admit, she’s taking this seriously in her own twisted way.

How do you respond?

>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.
>“Ichie, I thought this was a lesson in understanding, why are you forcing me to answer immediately?”
>“Ichie, as your friend, I ask you to please believe in me.”
>Write In.

>>4549930
>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.

>>4549930
>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.

>>4549930
>“Ichie, I thought this was a lesson in understanding, why are you forcing me to answer immediately?”

>>4549930
>“Ichie, I thought this was a lesson in understanding, why are you forcing me to answer immediately?”

>>4549930
>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.

>>4549951
>>4549930
Switching to
>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.

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“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” You’re not going to falter next time.

“Do you regret it?” Ichie asks once again. She wants to make sure that you’re remorseful.

“Yes, I’m sorry.”

“Your commitment to improvement is so inspiring! My dear friend Al, your humbleness is one on a level that I aspire to be on, you fight against your very nature and multiple shortcomings to stand by your principles. You’re simply amazing.” Ichie has a smile from ear to ear.

“Thanks, I suppose.” You just want to continue.

“This little exchange brings to mind Lesson 5: Don’t ever apologize to Aleister! Aleister hates apologies from men, he expects people like you to receive a physical punishment for every transgression you do in his presence. He usually punches you in the face.” Ichie really makes him sound like a monster.

“Is he different to girls?”

“Yes, he expects them to grovel and beg for forgiveness. If you don’t, he grabs your hair and makes you do it. I’ve never experienced it if you’re worried about me like a good friend would.” Ichie pretends this is normal. So Maggie’s experience lines up with this.

“Does he have any level of restraint?”

“Like a true man, he doesn’t! When passion runs through your body, you just can’t stop it. Isn’t it incredible?” Ichie is quite the mental gymnast when it comes to Aleister. “Oh, how foolish of me! We were still doing the questions…”

“Yeah, let’s move on.” You’re just happy if you don’t have to hear any more ‘compliments’ towards that imbecile.

“The final question, my dear friend Al: Why did you let human scum like Margaret Duchemin manipulate you to do her bidding? And when are you planning to remove her from your life?” Ichie couldn’t hide her anger with that question…

What a bad teacher.

How do you respond?

>“You got it wrong. Maggie is my bitch.” Deadpan.
>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.
>“She allured me with her body. And soon.” Lie.
>Write In.

>>4549994
>>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.

>>4549994
>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.
If anything we just asked if she wanted to help but I don't think it was manipulation from either party. Just interests that met.

>>4549994
>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.

>>4549994
>>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.

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“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what. Yes, even if it’s Maggie, or Cat… or Odetta… or anyone you have met these last few weeks. Huh, you have terrible friends.

“I double checked on her, and you were wrong, she was the one who spread rumors about Aleister! I knew even back then you wouldn’t lie to me, the only explanation is that she dastardly tricked you to believe her lies. Can’t you see that she’s manipulating you?” Ichie brings what she thinks is a fair point.

“Did Vender convince you again that Maggie is an evil, dirty girl?” You retort.

“N-No, I did another investigation on my own and found out Duchemin is not the type of woman you think she is! She’s conniving and vindictive, all hidden under a layer of obliviousness and laziness to catch people off guard. I wouldn’t lie to you, you’re my dear friend! I want the best for you!” Ichie is desperate.

“No, what Maggie has are moments of brilliance, and I’m being really generous with my wording. I’m not lying to you either, Ichie.” You say back.

“Oh no, Alfred… Don’t tell me you fell in love with Duchemin?! You’re so precious! But you need to snap out of it!” Ichie looks horrified!

How do you respond?

>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.
>“Don’t tell me that you’re jealous…” Throw the ball to her.
>“That’s not the point, Ichie. Besides, what does this have to do with understanding?” Question her methods.
>Write In.

>>4550036
>>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.

>>4550036
>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.

>>4550036
>“That’s not the point, Ichie. Besides, what does this have to do with understanding?” Question her methods.

>>4550036

>>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.

>>4550036
>>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.

>>4550036
>Don’t tell me that you’re jealous…” Throw the ball to her.
I mean it checks out. Aleister abuses Maggie in front of the school where as Ichie gets nothing from him. To masochist mind of hers Maggie is an evil seductress.

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“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You propose as you bring your phone out. “How does that sound?”

“I’ll reveal to you what kind of person Margaret Duchemin really is!” Ichie accepts the challenge. She’s quite prideful.

And so, you call Ascended Maggie and let her know what’s about to happen. Still in her angelic state, Maggie accepts without a hitch, she’s going to demonstrate that she is as stupid as you think she is. Before you handed over the phone, you told her that you’re letting her use your phone because you trust her and hope she doesn’t do anything weird. Ichie promises she’s only going to use it to talk.

After several minutes of talking, the call is done and Ichie hands you back the little machine…

“I humbly apologize, it appears Margaret Duchemin is an okay individual… I guess.” Ichie looks mad that she couldn’t prove that Maggie is anything more than a bumbling dummy.

“You don’t need to apologize to me, do it to Maggie.” You retort. You’re going to compensate Maggie somehow when you return home.

“Your word was the one I doubted, not hers.” Ichie won’t just do it.

“You smeared her name though.” You object.

“E-Enough! Let’s continue with our lesson!” Ichie escapes like a coward from the topic. “After all the questions are done, it’s time for you to practice how to control your emotions. Let’s begin…”

“All right.” You’re ready.

“Ehem…” Ichie clears her throat. “……………………………………….”

“You there?”

“Y-Yes…” Ichie looks conflicted.

“What’s wrong?” You tilt your head.

“I apologize yet again, but my dear friend Al, the truth is... I cannot insult you.” Ichie confesses.

“Why? There is plenty of material.” You deadpan.

“I know! But it doesn’t sit well with me knowing how many hardships you’ve suffered through your life! Yet that’s not everything, I believe you’re wonderful as it is! You have been so patient! So thoughtful! So understanding! So humble with a person you should resent! You don’t deserve to be abused in any way or fashion. All I can think are nice things about you, I can’t badmouth my dear friend, Al!” Ichie hides her face in shame. “Pardon me… I’m far too inexperienced… Too incompetent… Too unprepared. I can’t go on with this lesson! I can’t help you!”

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“But Ichie, we’re doing this so I can apologize to Aleister…” You remind her.

“Here…” Ichie with one hand remaining on her face, hands you the other a piece of paper. It has Aleister’s address in Laoling. “I believe your kindness can get through to Aleister…”

How do you respond?

>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Write In.

What do you do now?

>Go back to your apartment, you need to send Odetta on a new mission! She needs to explore Aleister’s home.
>Ask Ichie if she wants to eat lunch with you now.
>Go back to your apartment, your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue Saturday or Sunday.)

>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.

>Go back to your apartment, your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.

>>4550088
>Write In.
Take close look at the old guy to confirm if hes was on the tape?
>Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.

>Go back to your apartment, your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.

>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?

>>4550094
>Take close look at the old guy to confirm if hes was on the tape?
He could be Min-Hu, spying on Ichie. He knows our face now and could complicate things on Reid rescue if we happen to run in to him during it.

>>4550088
>>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
Say goodbye, but don't do anything anything else

>Go back to your apartment, you need to send Odetta on a new mission! She needs to explore Aleister’s home.
This is important

>>4550088
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Ask Ichie if she wants to eat lunch with you now.

Further fracture apart his support.

>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right

>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?

>>4550088
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
Say goodbye, but don't do anything anything else
>Go back to your apartment, you need to send Odetta on a new mission! She needs to explore Aleister’s home.

>>4550088
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?

>>4550088
Changing to
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?

>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right

>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right

>>4550088
>>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?

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“Thanks, I guess…” You won’t hide your disappointment.

“Your words carry so much dissatisfaction, they pierce through my wounded heart! Please ignore my suffering and go on with your wonderful life, my disappointed friend Al!” Ichie’s head drops on the table…

“Right.” You think you could leave. One of the butlers gets closer to Ichie, the old man… He looks familiar. Wasn’t he on the tape of the leader of the Min-Hu? You never gave much thought about it since then, but you doubt that the bastard would be working with Ichie as her manservant. “Is she going to be okay?” You ask the butler. He just absentmindedly looks at you then back at Ichie without muttering one word.

“Ignore him, my friend Al! He’s incapable of saying a word anymore! It’s so tragic…” Ichie clarifies while having her face buried still.

“Explain.”

“I cannot! But I’m doing my darndest to help him recover! Please, just move on for now!” Ichie is sobbing while responding to your query.

You look at the old man one more time before leaving the restaurant… That left you with more questions than answers. Is this some kind of brainwashing similar to Vender’s? Can Vender really brainwash people?

As you step out of the gaudy place, you feel your phone vibrating, you pull it out…

“Al, you asshole! Never hand your phone to anyone! You almost gave me a heart attack!” It’s Odetta inside your phone. You didn’t notice that she came along… “If I wasn’t a professional, she would’ve found me out.”

“What are you doing here?” You question.

“You go into enemy territory and you expect me to sit at home doing nothing like I’m Cat or something?! Are you out of your mind?!” Odetta looks pissed. “I bet if I leave you alone for one minute, you’re going to lose your head.”

“So you were worried about me, that’s very kind of you.”

“What do you think REAL friends are for?” Odetta easily manages to sound less phony than Ichie.

That was quite the trouble for what it was worth, but at least you got what you wanted. You ate the lunchbox (it was good enough) in the car before returning to your apartment with a bittersweet victory in your lap. Back inside, you’re witnessing something unexpected…

“What’s going on…?” You’re lost for words. For some reason, Catastrovania and Ascended Maggie decided to dress Odetta as a knock off Catastrovania…

“Allie! You’ve returned earlier than we expected!” Ascended Maggie puts the final stocking on Odetta to finish the costume.

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>>4552379

“Fufufu, assistant, I present to you the new official uniform for all the members of my new LEGION of DARKNESS. Since Odetta left her body again without telling us, I decided to PUNISH her for her insubordination and make her our test subject! As a new recruit, I expect this minion to wear it with pride. I’m still working on the male version, so don’t get too excited, assistant.” Catastrovania reveals in ridiculous fashion. “Now help us out!”

“Don’t you think she looks adorable? I couldn’t contain myself, I had to seize the moment and join in.” Ascended Maggie is having too much fun with this.

“W-WHAT THE CRAP IS THIS?! You think I’m your puppet?! You’ll pay for this!” Odetta has returned to her body. “Do you two really wait for Al and Bruce to leave to pull this stuff off!?”

“Hey everyone, I couldn’t find cat ears but I think these will fit her…” Bruce opens the door to the apartment holding some dog ears, he stares at everyone for a second, realizes he’s in danger and then leaves.

“You were part of this too!? BRUCE, you coward! COME BACK!” Odetta is so embarrassed and angry. “YOU ALL ARE GOING TO PAY!” Odetta starts chasing Bruce off…

You didn’t even know when, but at some point Catastrovania disappeared. You’re left ALONE with Ascended Maggie. You ask her where Siske’s letter is so you can read it, Maggie hands you the letter pieced together with tape behind it. You sit on the couch and start reading it…


“Hello, Alfred.

If someone is reading this out loud for you against your will, I ask you to stop right now, this is a personal matter between me and Alfred.

I believe there is just a small chance you read this letter, and I can’t blame you if you don’t after all we’ve gone through. I know I’m the main one to blame for the animosity we feel towards each other, but for the longest time I put most of the blame on you because of the way you retaliate, and perhaps I still harbor some of those feelings. Ever since that incident, I believe I lost a part of me I wasn’t able to recover. I made my resentment clear so you know I’m being genuine and this isn’t easy for me.

I’ll go ahead to my request: Alfred, could you please forgive me for everything I’ve done to you?

I know I’ve been a naughty bitch in the past, but if you somehow decided to forgive me. Could you give me a call, please?

Sincerely,

Siske.”


Props to Ascended Maggie, she did a flawless job with the pieces.

What do you do?

>Don’t call her.
>Call Siske. Ask her who the fuck she is and what she did with the real one.
>Call Siske. Accept her apology.
>Write In.

(Only reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!)

>>4552380
>Call Siske. Ask her who the fuck she is and what she did with the real one.

>>4552380
>Call Siske. Accept her apology.
Maggie did what we could not, that's incredible.

>>4552380
>Call Siske. Accept her apology.

>>4552380
>Call Siske. Accept her apology.
>Try to stay out of trouble

>>4552380
>>Call Siske. Accept her apology.

>>4552380
>>Call Siske. Accept her apology.

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Against your better judgment, you decided to give Siske a call and forgive her. If this is another one of her elaborate tricks, at least you’re mentally prepared to deal with it. If it’s not, well, you’re not sure how you’re going to react. Either way, you’re going to go to your room instead of waiting for Odetta to show up and ruin the mood. Ascended Maggie looks at you slightly concerned since you haven’t let her know what is going through your mind, and you prefer leaving her like this until all of this is said and done.

Time to call Siske…

“Hello? Who is this?” A dejected sounding Siske answers the phone.

“Hello there, Siske. It’s Alfred.” You reply without showing emotion.

“A-Allie…?” Siske sounds all surprised, and questions why she didn’t check her phone beforehand. “H-Hey there…”

“Hey.” You already said hi.

“T-The thing… d-did M-Maggie… y’k-know…?” Siske isn’t prepared for this.

“I read your letter.” It appears you have to take the lead of this conversation if you want it to go anywhere. You’re going to omit the fact that you tore it to pieces first.

“I-Is that so…?” Siske forgot about the implications of this call. Or she’s playing dumb.

“Yes.” You’re doing what you can to show you’re not struggling to say what you wanted to tell her.

“D-Did she—”

“No. Maggie didn’t force me.” You interrupt her to clarify immediately.

“I-In that case...” Siske’s words sound hopeful.

“Yes, Siske, I accept your apology.”

“Agh… Nggh… Buaaaaah….” Siske is crying and failing miserably to hide it.

“You’re crying...” You state the obvious.

“N-No, I’m not…! *sniff*” Siske is as prideful as ever.

How do you respond?

>“Oh well, my mistake. Good-bye.” You won’t waste another minute on this.
>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.
>“Did Ascended Maggie have anything to do with your change of heart?” You just want to confirm this before hanging up.
>Write In.

>>4553350
>>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.

>>4553350
>Write In.
>"Are you going to cry for the rest of the call? I guess I'll hang up and let you sort your emotions out..."

>>4553350
>“Did Ascended Maggie have anything to do with your change of heart?” You just want to confirm this before hanging up.

>>4553350
>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.

>>4553350
>"Are you going to cry for the rest of the call? I guess I'll hang up and let you sort your emotions out..."
>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.

>>4553350
>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.

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“Are you going to cry for the rest of the call? I guess I’ll hang up and let you sort your emotions out…” Enough bad experiences for the d—

“H-Hold on a second…! D-Don’t do it! P-Please don’t hang up! Sniff* Please don’t hang up! Please don’t hang up! Pleeeease! I-I can’t call you back, Allie! I don’t have any money on my phone! Please…!” Siske cleans her nose as she begs for mercy… You didn’t want to hear that.

“Fine.” You hate yourself anyway. “Why are you crying?”

“I-I told you I’m not crying…” Siske denies the truth as she’s trying to regain her composure. She fails spectacularly.

“I’m hanging up.”

“I-I admit! I admit! I’m crying like a big fat baby!” Siske really doesn’t want you to hang up. “I-I was just joking…!”

“Mhm.” You don’t sound convinced.

“T-The truth is I’m crying ‘cause of you…” Siske sounds embarrassed.

“I’m hanging up.”

“ALLIE! NO! I’m telling the truth, I swear!” Siske is having a meltdown.

“Explain then.” You’ll indulge her.

“H-Hang on a sec…” Siske is starting to talk to someone there. “I-I’ll drop down the volume, sorry… I know there are more people here… it won’t happen again…” Siske tells whoever that other person is on the other side, then she resumes talking here. “You didn’t hang up… Thank you.” Siske sounds genuinely relieved.

“So why?”

“…B-Because you were the only one who accepted my apology.” Siske lowers her voice and almost sounded cute there, it doesn’t fit her. “After all we went through, Allie, I thought you were the only one I didn’t have any chance with. And since everyone else turned me down… I couldn’t help myself and got emotional…”

“Oh.” You feign surprise.

“Do you have some spare time? Could you listen to me for a little bit?” That’s the kindest way Siske has ever requested something from you, and it sounds so wrong.

How do you respond?

>“Sorry. I can’t hear you. I’m going through a tunnel.” Lie then hang up.
>“No, I’m busy. I expected my apology to suffice to make you feel better but I’m not emotionally invested in you in any shape or form. If you need any kind of support, call Maggie.” Be honest.
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
>Write In.

>>4553437
>>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
We're gonna see this all the way through

>>4553437
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
The sooner she gets this out the less we have to deal with it

>>4553437
>"You got 5 mins. If you manage to keep my attention span for longer. That probably means its important. Do try to summerize."

>>4553437
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
Duty to the past and all?

>>4553437
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?

>>4553437
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?

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You sigh loudly… “Sure…” You already knew this day was going to be terrible, but you were still too naïve to know that it was going to be worse than that.

“My memory is real fuzzy about what happened that day, but after you left your shift, the owner of the bar, Calin, called the police and pressed charges against me for attempted robbery, assault and indecent behavior in public space.” Siske ignored your lack of enthusiasm. “I was arrested and thrown in a dirty cell inside the police station. The other cellmates made me the target of their mockery until they couldn’t stop laughing just because of the way I looked. I was too drunk to fend for myself; it ended up being a blessing in disguise since I lost most of my memories. You saw me at the bar, I bet you can imagine how all that went.”

“I suppose I can.” You won’t ever imagine it though, those painful memories will be kept hidden for the rest of your life.

“The next day, despite the massive headache I had, I remember clear as day the morning sun shining on my face, looking at my reflection in a mirror near the guards… And I have never hated a person’s face more than the one I saw at that moment… I couldn’t help myself from crying. I was wailing. I couldn’t stop even when the other women in the cells were screaming at me to shut up. Those insults are burned in my mind forever. I had a panic attack and was thrown into the infirmary.” Siske sounds in pain. “I begged to the world for another chance, but I ended up puking instead. Then my prayers were answered, a kid named Vender showed up and offered me a deal...”

“Mmm...” You don’t like this twist.

“He offered to bail me out if I accepted to stop being a naughty girl and become a proper lady under his tutelage. He says he’s always on the lookout for indecent girls like me that find themselves in these situations and that nothing brings him more joy than to help us out of our slutty ways. Of course, I accepted. I wasn’t legally bonded to do it, so I was planning to ditch him as soon as I could. I was planning on changing, but I wasn’t going to do it with his help.” Siske keeps going on and on. “Before you judge me, he was insanely creepy! He was staring at my breasts the whole time! I know I was wearing my cheap whore outfit, but he didn’t have any restraint. Also, he kept smacking my butt to give me orders, and worst of all he kept poking at my belly and saying stuff like ‘the fattest require the most amount of work, but end up being worth it.’ I knew him for like an hour just for you to know!”

“I believe you.” And it doesn’t surprise you.

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>>4553841

“You do…?” Siske is taken aback by that. “A-Anyway, as soon as we left the station, he told me to reach my objective, I needed to apologize to everyone I once took advantage of or hurt, and they must accept my apology at any cost. It felt like the right thing to do, but I wasn’t doing it with him. So I told him off and left… But then… I decided to come back for some reason? I don’t remember why. Aside from the apologies I was making, everything felt like a dream… I remember having actual weird dreams in between, but who cares! I had to apologize on my own…” Siske starts telling you about every single instance of her tour:

First, Siske went back to the New Flux to apologize to Calin, but she was kicked out by Calin and Kae armed with brooms. No apology was accepted.

Second on the list was Lai Zhi (the owner of Chicken, Chicks & Cocks) for bailing out on a softcore film after being paid. Siske had to star in a new film by herself, but it was to save herself from legal ramifications. No apology was accepted and your life is worse because you know of the existence of this film.

Third on the list was a classmate of hers from college she kept taking advantage of to do her homework and tests. Siske had to do him a sexual favor for him to accept the apology, but once he saw how fat she got, he refused. No apology was accepted.

Fourth one was Ugolino. She tried to go to his home, but security kicked her out very quickly and with force. No apology was accepted.

Fifth on the list was Laetitia. After your incident at the OG Flux, they befriended each other and drank together all night, Siske ended up stealing some fancy wine bottles while she was asleep. Laetitia never noticed until Siske told her and she was furious. No apology was accepted.

Sixth was Camilo, after harassing him for no good reason, Camilo didn’t care about her at all and preferred if she went away. No apology was accepted.

Seventh on the list was Chloe Verninac, one of the dancers you met, for relentlessly bullying her because of her huge nose when they were children. Chloe said she will never forgive her because it destroyed her self-esteem for years. No apology was accepted.

Eighth on the list was Master Pete, your karate teacher, for destroying his relationship with her mother. Pete said he harbors a deep hatred for her voice, so anything she says or does doesn’t matter to him. No apology was accepted.

Ninth was Lingering Calamity, the pastry chef, she tried to apologize for calling her a disgusting deformed monster and stealing one of her children (a cake); Lin didn’t want anything back and told her she will have to live the rest of her life knowing she stole a child from her mother. No apology was accepted.

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>>4553843

Tenth was Edmundo, better known as Silver Sun, she was the first person to make fun of him and his shenanigans and drew all the negative attention to it. Silver Sun says he has the only compensation he wanted, and it is to spread his ideals to the world. Forgiveness isn’t one of them. No apology was accepted.

Eleventh on the list was Jasper Ando, she dined and dashed at his restaurant once when she didn’t have that much money. He plainly didn’t recognize her and didn’t care. He did call her fatty though. No apology was accepted.

Twelfth was Brandy for trying to steal Ugolino from her, she wanted cash in compensation, Siske had no money. No apology was accepted.

Thirteenth was Sara Nguyen, part of the lost couple that owned the flower shop in Laoling, for blaming her for stealing from her, when in reality Siske only lost her money on accident during a summer vacation long ago. She went to her grave but no apology was accepted for obvious reasons. You’re surprised she has a grave already…

Fourteenth was Laura, one of her childhood friends with Maggie and the others, for being responsible for telling her parents that she was having a secret relationship with a boy they didn’t like. Laura was so furious she cut ties with Siske. No apology was accepted.

Fifteenth on this already long list were all the homeless people she made fun of in Laoling, they made her grovel, beg for forgiveness, dance while wearing a ridiculous costume – and all around humiliate her. And yet, no apology was accepted.

There were a couple of people she needed to apologize to like you and your childhood friends, but the homeless people incident was the turning point of this story. During this time while she wasn’t apologizing to people, she had to take part in language, etiquette, cooking and other types of classes made by Vender. Also, as she mentioned before, she recalled having weird fever dreams like being spanked for failing to earn her apologies, bowing to the world and kissing the floor to ask for forgiveness, and watching something on TV while inside a van.

In fact, the last one she had was about the latter, but instead she ran out of the van. She believes she was so mad about the last incident; she couldn’t conceal her dream well and could control her body in it. After that one, she woke up at a homeless shelter days later. One of the attendants working there told her a guy named Joe dropped her there, and asked not to be thanked or compensated because that would be troublesome. Siske granted his wish and did nothing. How lazy.

“What a convenient miracle.” You deadpan.

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>>4553845

“I didn’t want to return to Vender, I wanted to do things my own way, but there was one important person I wanted to apologize to over anyone else… My own father.” Siske reveals. “I didn’t know where he lived anymore so I used that website to see if there was a chance they could find him, one of the homeless guys in the shelter told me about it. It’s free! He said…”

“That’s when you met with Maggie…” And the rest is history. History you don’t know ‘cause nobody told you what happened.

“Yeah… She put me in contact with the rest of your group: Koh, Bruce and Jesse. I don’t need to tell you what I did to all of you. I phoned them one by one. Koh told me I needed to be forgiven by the rest of your group first if I wanted him to accept my apology. Jessie said the only one I should be apologizing to is you. And Bruce just told me that no matter what I did, no matter what response I get, I’ll still be Siske and that will never be a good thing.” Damn Bruce… Siske was really hurt by that. “So no apologies accepted from them either. Then when it was your turn… Maggie held my hand and said: ‘Write a letter, he hates your voice.’”

“…” You almost laughed.

“So, with Maggie and Catty Cat Cat, we went to find my father. Nobody in town likes me, but at least Maggie knew an old couple who told her where my parents lived. Yeah, they got back together, I was the real issue after all… So when I went to apologize, they told me to leave, they told me they didn’t want anything to do with me. That I was the reason for their suffering during all of these years, that they still love each other – and they wanted me GONE! HaHAhahAHAHhaAha…” Siske has another meltdown. “S-Sorry, I’ll pipe it down!” Siske apologizes to that mysterious someone again. “So I went back outside and told them… it was all fine. It wasn’t meant to happen… I was ready to give up then and there. But Maggie, that dumbass, told me… there is still one person left…”

“…” Huh, you were somewhat important after all.

“Thank you…” Siske is crying again.

How do you respond?

>“That was a long story. Now I need to go.” Time to do something.
>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.
>“I’m assuming that’s not the end of it, right?” Knowing Siske, this can’t be it.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, sorry for taking so long with this! We continue tomorrow!)

>>4553846
>>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.

>>4553846
>“I’m assuming that’s not the end of it, right?” Knowing Siske, this can’t be it.

>>4553846
>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.

>>4553846
>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.

>>4553846
>>“I’m assuming that’s not the end of it, right?” Knowing Siske, this can’t be it.

>>4553846
>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.

Now I’m curious about Odetta in dog ears. You must put them on her, OP. I DEMAND IT. I CRAVE IT. GIB IT TO ME

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“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean to her now.

“Ayeeh nagh burr…” Siske incoherently struggles to respond as she continues crying.

“Quiet down or you’re going to get scolded again.” You remind her.

“Nghy gya boo…” Siske lowers down the volume. “I-I know…” Siske says as she loudly clears her nose.

“There, that’s more like it.” You try to encourage her so she can calm down quicker.

“Y-You sound so condescending…” Siske regains her composure. “I-I didn’t think you would listen to my whole story…”

“It’s one of those days I decided to take the suffering head on.” You deadpan.

“C-Can I make it a little worse then…?” Siske wants something else from you. You were expecting something like this to happen…

“What is it?” You will hear her out without enthusiasm.

“I’ve been staying at this homeless shelter for some time now, but I heard that pervert Vender is searching for me and it’s a matter of time before he finds me out. Would you let me crash at your place for a little while? I-I’m scared… I have nowhere else to run… I don’t have any money, I got kicked out of college ‘cause of my arrest, my parents don’t care about me, Petra is not answering the phone and Evie sided with Laura after she told me off! I know that pervert has some type of connection to the police, so I don’t know who else to ask… I beg you…” Siske is really desperate again. “I’ll do anything you ask me to do! I swear I’ll behave and I’ll follow all your rules! You don’t have to care about me, I’ll sleep on the floor or whatever! I know you’re helpin’ Maggie too or something…! Allie, I didn’t want to ask you anything else, but you’re my only hope… I don’t wanna die anymore…”

Siske is doing her best not to break into tears.

How do you respond?

>“You can sleep in my car. Take it or leave it.” Your best offer.
>“I can’t decide that on my own, I need to talk to my roommates first. So be patient, I’ll go sort this thing out now.” Siske’ll have to wait for you to convince the others.
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
>“I gave you multiple chances before, and you let me down again and again. Sorry Siske, you’ll have to find help somewhere else.” Siske won’t take advantage of you. You can’t trust her.
>“No.” You don’t accept random homeless people at your home, you’re not a maniac.
>Write In.

>>4554583
>>“No.” You don’t accept random homeless people at your home, you’re not a maniac.

>>4554583
>>“You can sleep in my car. Take it or leave it.” Your best offer.

>>4554583
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.

>>4554583
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
We don't need any more bitches in our party, but we can't just let her get mindraped by Vender.

>>4554583
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.

>>4554583
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
We're not a maniac that accepts random homeless people from off the street. Siske wasn't on the street to begin with. She merely had all her domestic arrangement shattered due to her own mistakes, and the understandable disinterest of others in the face of said mistakes they were on the recieving end of. Our apartment is still our own; she's merely a temporary caretaker, and will vacate the premises once we return from our quest for bloody revenge. That is assuming we return outside a wooden container of rotting flesh and bone and other human matter.

>>4554583
If we're doing
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
Should also tell her that if she ever needs money she can work for Berenice next door!

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“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” You don’t mind having a temporary caretaker for your place, it’s probably dirty by now.

“Allie, a-are you sure…?” Siske feels emotional again.

“I wouldn’t offer you this alternative if I didn’t believe you were going to be safe.” You clarify.

“That wasn’t what I meant… Isn’t this too much?” Siske can’t believe you’re being this nice. She doesn’t know it’s because you don’t want her near now.

“Stop exaggerating.”

“I’m not.” Siske defends her point. “But I have some issues with your plan… I can’t get your money, I can’t access any ATM Machines anymore ‘cause my cards were blocked. I don’t have a safe way to get to the train station without getting spotted. And I don’t know where your apartment is or have the keys…”

“Right…” Nothing is ever simple when you’re dealing with this woman.

“I hate asking you for even more, but you’ll have to come over to hand me this stuff…” Siske sounds guilty about this solution. “S-Should I send you the shelter’s address?”

“Yeah, sure. Just be patient. I’ll call you back when I get there.” You facepalm…

“Allie… I’m sorry.” Siske apologizes again before you hang up.

You stay quiet for a second, then leave your room. Outside of it, you see Ascended Maggie, Bruce and Catastrovania all tied up, while Odettastrovania is on the couch poking at them with a stick.

“…” You stare at them speechless.

“What?” Odettastrovania glares at you.

How do you respond?

>“Maggie, I have a mission for you.” Send Ascended Maggie and someone else to deal with Siske.
>“I’m going out for a little while, I’ll be back soon.” You alone. You’ll lose their respect if you let them know you’re helping Siske.
>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
>Write In.

>>4554642
>>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
Take Cat, we don't care if she respects us or not

>>4554642
>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this. (Take Maggie, she's the one that prompted us to do all this after all)

>>4554642
>>4554647

>>4554642
>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
Cat

>>4554642
>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
Cat

>>4554642
>“I’m going out for a little while, I’ll be back soon.” You alone. You’ll lose their respect if you let them know you’re helping Siske.

>>4554642
>>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
If we run into Vender, we want some backup.

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“Can I borrow one of them?” You cordially ask.

“You going somewhere nice?” Odettastrovania wonders.

“No.”

“Then feel free to enjoy my spoils of war.” Odetta grins.

“I’ll take this one.” You grab Catastrovania’s head and pull her out like a toy, then you put her under your arm. You don’t care about what she thinks, so she’s the perfect partner for this.

“If I hear that she got even one inch closer to a Reese’s bar, you’ll join ‘em.” Odettastrovania points with her stick.

“Right, we’ll be back in a bit.” You start walking away, then you stop by the door. “Can I ask you a question before I leave?”

“What is it?” Odetta won’t stop being angry until a miracle happens.

“Why are you wearing the dog ears?” You wonder and immediately she throws her stupid stick at you. It landed right in your hair. You decided to ignore it and leave the apartment.

Now you’re walking towards the car with Catastrovania still under your arm.

“Excellent choice, assistant, you have been promoted to my right-hand man! You should be overjoyed!” Catastrovania can’t keep her mouth shut. “E-Either way, where are we going?”

“To a homeless shelter.”

“Y-You’re abandoning me…?!” Catastrovania can’t believe it.

“If that was the case, I would’ve thrown you in the dumpster.” You jest.

“That’s not funny. You’re about to lose your promotion if you persist with this attitude.” Catastrovania is a dumbass. “Why are we going to a homeless shelter then?”

“To help Siske get out of town.” You clarify as you open the car and put Catastrovania in the co-pilot seat.

“W-Wait, return at once! I-I don’t wanna go!” Catastrovania is strangely afraid of Siske of all people.

“No.” You lock the door.

“H-Help! I’m actually being kidnapped this time!” Catastrovania throws a tantrum.

“Oh, shut up and put your seatbelt on.” You get inside as well.

“Fine! You lost your promotion in record time! You’re my assistant again! I’m going to curse you too! Nyeeeh…!” Catastrovania flails her arms with ominous intentions.

“Oh poor me.” You pretend to be affected as you drive the car off.

Before getting to the homeless shelter, you went to the gas station and took some money out from an ATM Machine for Siske, so she can survive for a week without complaining, you’ll give her 200 G-Bucks. As you arrived at your destination, Catastrovania grew more and more anxious, she really didn’t want to come but she refuses to explain why. Still, you take her with you inside.

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>>4554773


The shelter has an oppressing atmosphere inside despite being a well-kept building, the place is large like a gym, the walls are plastered with posters detailing information about different kinds of issues and how to get the help you need. Be it domestic abuse, suicide, unemployment, and many more. This doesn’t appear to be the main entrance the ‘regulars’ use, as you don’t see that many people aside from the receptionist and the guards. You ask where to go, and they tell you to go around through the right hallway until you get to the housing unit. There is a sign showing it, in fact, there are signs everywhere telling you where to go. Catastrovania states that this is not her kind of gloomy atmosphere…

So you get to housing unit B, it’s a large rectangular room divided into little cubicles with one or two cheap beds in each, using curtains to separate them like a field hospital. The place felt larger at first glance, but it’s cramped enough that it doesn’t feel as big. You called Siske to find her faster anyway…

“Allie, you actually came…!” It sinks into Siske that this is actually happening. She stands up from her tiny bed that was struggling with her weight, grabs a trash bag underneath it, and gets closer to you.

“Yeah.” No big fanfare from you. Cat is hiding right behind you, like mirroring your shadow, she doesn’t want to get spotted…

“C-Can I hug you?” Siske is already getting sentimental.

How do you respond?

>“No.”
>“No.”
>“No.”
>“No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”
>“No. A handshake is better.”
>“Fine… But stop getting so emotional.”
>Write In.

>>4554768
>>“No.”
I'm becoming increasingly paranoid.

>>4554776
>>“No.”

>>4554776

>“No.”
>“No.”
>“No.”
>“No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”

>>4554776
>“No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”

>>4554776
>"Wow, Siske. It's like you WANT Vender to find us or something." (Extreme monotone)
>“No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”

>>4554785
This

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“No.” You respond without hesitation. “No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”

“You’re right, it’s just that… it’s been so long since I’ve genuinely wanted to hug a man...” Siske reveals as her expression only shows pain and regret.

“C’mon.” You start walking away, and by turning, you reveal Catastrovania from your back.

“Catty Cat Cat! You came here to help me as well!” Siske’s mood does a 180. She immediately grabs her by the shoulders.

“Uh-oh…” Catastrovania wants to escape.

“You’re so gosh darn cuuuuuute! I love you Catty Cat Cat!” Siske starts suffocating Catastrovania with a big hug, burying Cat’s face in her meaty breasts and kissing the top of her victim’s head. “I knew you wanted to see me again!”

“HELP! TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME! AL!” Catastrovania helplessly shouts. You’re too astonished to do anything.

“You’re just the most adorable human being I’ve ever seen!” Siske is in love in a way you’ve never seen before. “I lost all my pride, so I don’t care if you know about my stupid outbursts, Allie! I just love Cats!”

“LET ME GO! You heard him, there is no time for hugs!” Catastrovania wants her freedom back.

“I’ll carry you fowever and ever then!” Siske carries Catastrovania like she’s an actual cat in her arms.

So now you understand why Cat didn’t want to come. Somewhere out there, you feel Odetta smiling…

“Don’t forget your bag…” You remind Siske.

“I have it right here, Allie!” Siske is so stupidly happy right now, you start to question reality.

As you’re about to step out of the housing unit, you are stopped by a somewhat familiar face…

“Y-You…! You’re the guy from that day…! I need help…!” It’s the hairdresser from the other day, Geneviéve Bourque! “D-Do you know about that damn hacker…?!”

She’s in the way to the door…

How do you respond?

>“Get out of my way, lady. I’m busy.” Push her aside. You’re already wasting your time with Siske!
>“I have no idea who you are.” Play dumb.
>“Yes, and you’ll never recover one cent of your money. Now move.” Be honest.
>Write In.

>>4554884
>>“I have no idea who you are.” Play dumb.

>>4554884
>“I have no idea who you are.” Play dumb.

>>4554884
>“I have no idea who you are.” Play dumb.
Dumb scam artist, get fucked.

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“I have no idea who you are.” You play dumb, you’ll never forget her – her nudes are ingrained in your brain, terrorizing your thoughts for the rest of your mortal life. But you already had your revenge on her, so it’s kinda unfair to continue torture her.

“H-How could you forget?! I sold you the most fashionable hat ever conceived!” Geneviève is really hurt by your indifference; she drops to her knees.

“If that was the case, why am I not wearing it?” You reply as you walk past her towards the door.

“AAaagh…! You uncouth, ignorant…” Geneviève dramatically puts her hand on her forehead.

“Who’s this weirdo?” The disgusted big fat weirdo known as Siske wonders.

“I don’t know.” You continue play dumb. “Let’s move on…”

Before you can open the door, you feel someone grabbing your leg. It’s the hairdresser…

“H-Hold on, gentleman… I was merely playing it up for your entertainment, but my question still remains!” Genevieve doesn’t want to give up.

“I gave you your answer, we’re in a hurry. Stop bothering us please.” You say as politely as you can.

“Please! I remember your friend over there clear as day!” Genevieve points at Catastrovania. Siske immediately hides her and gives the hairdresser an intimidating look. “The remnants of my memories of such tasteless and unsophisticated outfits still plague my mind! I just need your cooperation! I lost everything I had, but I can have it back…! I’ll get her the chicest dress you’ll ever see!”

“Cat’s cheap dress is part of the appeal and it fits her!” Siske barks.

“I-I think it’s cool…” Catastrovania mutters to herself.

“I really don’t have any idea of what you’re talking about.” And you want her to stop talking to you.

“B-But I changed your lives that day! You owe me!” Genevieve feels disrespected.

>>4555006
>Lure him out with your pocket change.
Yakuza 0 style maybe.

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>>4555012


You decided to just ignore her and walk away, as you open the door a couple of feet away, another unexpected presence is revealed…

“You thought you were the only one who could use the power of Los Iluminados?” It’s… D. Dazzler! The homeless man you gave expired meat to at the beginning of your journey. Why is he here? Why has he returned?

“This is the women’s section, you disgusting old geezer!” Siske is repugned by him.

“You’ll pay for giving me the most delicious piece of meat I’ve ever eaten! It was poisoned!” D. Dazzler wants revenge!

“What’s even going on…?” Catastrovania pretends she’s the most sane person in this situation.

What do you do?

>Knock him out. It could create a commotion though.
>“It was her idea.” Point at Genevieve.
>Lure him out with your pocket change.
>Close the door and wait for him to be gone.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow! I made a mistake, so I had to repost it, sorry!)

>>4555015
>Lure him out with your pocket change.

>>4555015
>>4555013

>>4555015
>>“It was her idea.” Point at Genevieve.
2 birds, 1 stone

>>4555015
Throw a pocket change at him.

>>4555015
>“It was her idea.” Point at Genevieve.

>>4555015
>>Lure him out with your pocket change.

>>4555013
+1, play this like Yakuza 0

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“Look.” You threw out all your pocket change in the air to distract this homeless man, you had a lot of coins and some bills… Goodbye 17 bucks.

“Oh! Shiny!” D. Dazzler falls for your trick and tries to grab the money.

“Yes! I might be able to afford my hair conditioner with this…!” Genevieve grovels for the cash as well to your surprise. They seem captivated by the decent amount of money you threw. The other homeless people around give those two a scornful look for sinking so low.

Now you three get away from the housing unit at last and make your way out…

“How pitiful of ‘em…” Siske forgets that she’s no better.

“You almost joined them…” Catastrovania points out. Yes, you saw Siske lean forward but she didn’t go farther than that.

“Catty Cat Cat, you are way cuter with your mouth shut, keep it that way.” Siske didn’t like that.

“Did you forget I’m planning on giving you some money…?” You wonder.

“I-I had a memory lapse, that’s all! I told you it’s been happening to me a lot lately.” Siske defends herself poorly.

“I’ll never shut up as long as you continue carrying me.” Catastrovania wants out. She’s lying anyway, she’ll never shut up no matter what.

“Doesn’t matter! Your voice is so sweet! You’re so adorbs, I can’t stay mad at you!” Siske really likes Cat for no good reason. She grabs her tighter to show more love. “Now you need to start saying ‘Nya’ at the end of all sentences like I taught you last time! Like this, nya! Isn’t it cute, nya?”

“Please… help…” Catastrovania can’t breathe.

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>>4555639

“Allie, let’s go this way! There is another exit over here.” Siske points out as she tries to be useful for the first time since you’ve known her.

“Right…” You’ll follow her because she knows the place.

This back entrance is more crowded than the other, it appears this is the place where the regular homeless people use to get into the housing unit like you suspected, still not many people around and no guards. As you step out of the building, another uninvited guest makes his entrance…

“What a lovely surprise! Fancy meeting you here, Alfred Brown and your unrefinedly dressed friend! I see that you brought my naughty lady in training with you! Thank you!” This day keeps getting worse… It’s Vender… He’s wearing different clothes than last time.

“Ngh…” Cat felt that.

“Y-You know t-this creep?!” Siske is dumbfounded.

“Sadly, yes.” You say.

“I-Inconceivable… M-Me!? A c-creep!? That’s no way for a lady to talk! Was all your training for naught?! I’m your savior!” Vender is flabbergasted. “I thought you were lost, but by the looks of it I’ll have to start all over with you! I was so worried about you being lost in the streets, but I forgot the streets are the place where you belong, well, until I’m done with you, blehehehe.”

“I-I’m not going with you, you creep, Master Vender…!” Siske said something weird there.

“W-Why did you call him Master?” Catastrovania is confused.

“Is that not his full name…?” Siske is an idiot. “W-Wait, you’re right…” Siske lets Catastrovania on her feet and touches her forehead.

“Well, your little escapade is over, my lovely Siske. You need to be chastised.” Vender announces. “Please, hand her over, Alfred Brown. Ichie put her good name on the line for you. Prove where your allegiance lies!”

Despite looking like he’s alone, you have a bad feeling about this…

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>>4555641

What do you do?

>“No.” Tell Catastrovania to use her pocket sandstorm against Vender and escape.
>“Let’s negotiate. I want you to leave Siske alone.” Maybe you can work out a deal.
>“You want me to beat you up again?” Intimidate him.
>Write In.

>>4555643
>“No.” Tell Catastrovania to use her pocket sandstorm against Vender and escape.

>>4555643
>>“Let’s negotiate. I want you to leave Siske alone.” Maybe you can work out a deal.
Look around to see if he's hiding anything from us while we talk

>>4555641
>“No.” Tell Catastrovania to use her pocket sandstorm against Vender and escape.

>>4555643
>“Let’s negotiate. I want you to leave Siske alone.” Maybe you can work out a deal.

>>4555643
>“No.” Tell Catastrovania to use her pocket sandstorm against Vender and escape.