
"big war? Stop talking such nonsense!" Arsiel furrowed an eyebrow, looking at the man in front of her in surprise. He knew why the organization gave this mission to him, and it had nothing to do with a great war like he said.
"Alright, I know this doesn't make sense. Nor do I have any definite proof to show you." Marchel paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. He did not know what else to say so that the girl in front of him could put just a little trust that could be used.
"Yes, that's why stop saying something like a lie. If you just want to play with me, then I don't have time for you." Arsiel threw his face away, turned to look back at Marchel. His feet were about to take a step, but Marchel managed to stop him.
"The third AM-4 operation is coming soon." Marchel's tone sounded straight and cold, but it could be felt a turbulent emotion in her speech.
Arsiel was stunned to hear that. AM-4 is a long-term operation. In its implementation, even the government that always closes its eyes and ears to intervene in order to suppress the implementation of Operation AM-4. And now, a big three numbersman with a goldcard is saying that the operation will happen again?
"Hey, I hope you can take responsibility for your words, Mr. Michael!" The look on Arsiel's face changed instantly. The words just now were not something that could be made as a joke. People also know about Operation AM-4, so much chaos caused by it.
"I can guarantee it will actually happen in the future. I'm saying this because I know about your involvement in it."
"Where do you know that?" Arsiel lowered his head, biting his lower lip until it bled. His hands clenched, getting tighter and tighter. The incident, the incident three years ago and the fact that he was one of the 'doers' involved in the murder made him recall the trauma that had been buried.
Although the fact that he was accidentally involved, but still the incident gave its own damage to his mentality which at that time was still very unstable. Guilt became his greatest trauma that he had not been able to atone for to date.
"We'll talk about it next time. I need time to rest." Arsiel ended the one-on-one conversation with a sentence that prevented Marchel from intercepting him again.
"Meet me whenever you want." Marchel slightly raised her voice, hoping that her words would be heard up to the earlobe of the girl.
Without them realizing it, there was a conscious student who was watching them. He is the same student as the student who helped Arsiel last time, Arland Edison. From this moment on, he was the only ordinary student who knew the identity of the two.
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Arsiel felt really tired today, just to spend some time talking to Marchel made his energy seem drained. Problems followed him from behind, alternately pushing Arsiel to the edge of the dark abyss.
It felt like Arsiel did not want to think of something that made her dizzy for now. However, the more he tried to forget the more he remembered. What if what Marchel said really happened?
Arsiel walked straight towards the UKS, intending to rest himself. There is no teacher in the class, so instead of wasting time there, it is better to go to UKS. The implementation of MPLS Masi left one day, for now the juniors are adjusting before receiving lessons.
During the trip to UKS Arsiel just daydreamed not paying attention around, his head lowered staring at the floor of the corridor. He did not see the student who was walking in the opposite direction to him, his shoulders felt held back by someone, Arsiel immediately raised his head.
"Arciel? Your business with senior Marchel is done?"
"Yes, what are you doing here Arland?" Arland appeared suddenly to shock him.
Dumb, Arland did not answer Arsiel's question as if he was confused himself, Pupil his eyes moved randomly not looking at Arsiel. How could Arland stare at the girl in front of him when he already knew that she was an unusual student? Of course Arsiel realized there was something strange about Arland's behavior, but he chose to ignore it. A few seconds passed without a conversation until Arland finally opened his voice.
Instead of answering it throws the question of what happened to him, Arsiel again and again ignores Arland's strange behavior. He did not want to add to the burden of thought, now his mind was already chaotic.
"I want to go to the UKS."
"Let's anterin go there."
Arsiel nodded his head slowly, they went back side by side to explore the corridor to the UKS. There was no chat during the trip, the two of them were mutely busy with their respective thoughts.
Somehow it feels short, maybe because they are walking without any chatter at all. Arland entered first while Arsiel followed behind him, the atmosphere of UKS is very calm which is why Arsiel really likes this place. Even so, he never truant in class hours just to go to the UKS.
"Rest here, Arsiel. You look so tired."
"Thank you for driving me here, Arland." Arsiel smiled sincerely.
"I told you, didn't I? we're schoolmates, if you have a problem don't hesitate to call me."
Arsiel was pleased with Arland's presence, however Arland was the only person who wanted to be close to him. Without him noticing the thought that had made the head dizzy slowly disappeared.
Arsiel laid his body on one of the beds there. While Arland pulled one of the chairs to the side of the bed occupied by Arsiel, then sat himself there.
"Have you eaten yet?"
Somehow after Arland asked that question, Arsiel who had not felt hungry suddenly remembered that he had not eaten anything. Seeing Arsiel who was just silent made Arland conclude and guessed it immediately.
"Surely not yet, I'll go for a minute. You wait here."
Arsiel just nodded his head resigned, he did not dodge because it was true that he had not eaten anything. While waiting for Arland to return, Arsiel tried to close his eyes. No one else was there, no matter where the officers guarding this place went.
Long wait to make Arsiel really sleepy, Arland is now at his side carrying two packs of bread and a box of milk in his hand. But he could not bear to wake the girl, his choice was currently just waiting for Arsiel to wake up from her sleep.
While Arland's focus was on Arsiel, the ringing sound of Arsiel's smartphone managed to distract him. The smartphone's screen was lit up, displaying a message from an unknown number.
[Unknown Massage]
[Murder mission. Harwich West, agent 09 numbers. The number meeting is held tomorrow at the eighth door.]