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Mirii was sitting on a small, black office chair, as her eyes were seeing text and images coming from her laptop's screen. Her right hand fell on her green mouse, sliding it on a flower-themed mousepad and clicking the left button with her forefinger.
On her left, a plastic glass of diminutive proportions: it had a strong scent coming from it.
"Hey, Miss Perfection…"
The girls' hands were still, above the keyboard: a vein popped out from her forehead. Grina was sitting on the bed's edge, with her hands pressing on it.
"How about we take some fresh air? This room is kinda poisoning me…" Her head turns over Bars.
The boy was sitting on a chair, as his head was staring at a small device, which fingers kept pressing its buttons.
"Yeah, totally agree! Like, my tongue is in the mood for some Wave Milkshake SP: it's kinda forgetting how that stuff tastes like." He smiled.
"Ha ha!" Grina closes her eyes, giggling. "You sure know how to get things exciting!"
"Then, I suggest you should all leave this room and venture around the city." Mirii kept pressing the buttons on the keyboard.
"Huh?" Grina turns her head on Mirii. "You don't come with us?"
"My needs are satisfied, unlike your endless request for rubbish. Besides, walking around the city requires too much time to be even remotely considered. As you can see, I'm spending my time perfectly…" Her eyes were staring at multiple phrases.
"Oh yeah, sure…" Grina frowned a bit, as she stands up. "You are looking at a screen more than Bars could ever do!"
"Well… like, we are getting thousands of adventures, girl…" He closes his eyes, showing his teeth, while a sweat drop appears on his forehead's right side. "Finally I'm not leaving my games into the dust, once again…"
"Sigh… I fail to comprehend you Grina, sometimes." Mirii taps buttons. "You confirmed to understood my reasons for searching Project Neo… and yet, you are claiming how useless my energies are used for such important activity."
The girl turned the chair, looking at Grina.
"So what if I'm working around the Inknet for more than 2 hours? How my dedication causes problems from your part?" Her hands fell on her knees.
Grina kept looking at Mirii: she slightly nodded once, leaving her mouth open.
"Wow, you look tired…" She sealed her mouth, as her eyebrows rose.
"Tired?!" Mirii stands up, frowning. "How dare you accusing nonsense?!"
"Yeah…" Grina shakes her head, shrugging. "After 2 hours of work, I would fall on the ground too."
"I'm still standing with my feet on the ground!" She shows her teeth. "Only the weak minded would choose to fail!"
"Mirii, please…" Grina's mouth downturned. "Don't explode into a mindless rage…"
"What are you stating?!" Mirii picked both her tentacles, pulling them a bit. "What hint is giving you those false ideas?!"
"Don't know." She smiled. "Maybe you are screaming that, through your own words."
"Illogical!" Veins popped out from her forehead. "I'm just raising my voice, since your ears are mostly deaf!"
Grina chuckled, as her left hand stood on her left hip.
"Eh eh, Mirii… after all those years, you learned more and more to come out from your ink…"
"Don't you dare changing arguments" Her right forefinger pointed at Grina, as her left fist clenched.
"Do you remember how different Mirii was, Barsy?" She grinned, as her head turned a bit over Bars. "She barely talked with us! Always giving out advices and information like candies…"
"Yeah… although she learned too quickly to give out orders!" The boy swallowed, as his head was pointed at Grina. "Like, forget to ever make her mad!"
"Bars, in the past your brain was… heh… a little too spongy." She chuckled. "Thanks to some discipline, you are finally using some smart decisions!"
"That's also because we grew, Grina." Mirii rose her head. "I reached ultimate perfection, while Bars barely passed decency…"
Grina returns looking at Mirii, with her mouth downturned and eyebrows rose.
"You know, there is also another thing you changed…" She looks down.
"Of course you are referring to my performance." Mirii's hands went on her back. "Legendary, efficient, perfect."
"No, not that…" Grina sighed. "You… you are kinda taking the whole duty affair to masochist levels…"
"… and how's that a problem?" Mirii folds her arms. "If I can afford reaching perfection, then your speech is nothing but a mess of sounds."
"Ah yeah?!" Grina frowns a lot. "Then, tell us about your brilliant searches! Mostly… what do you know about Project Neo?"
"… ehm…" Mirii's forehead was covered in sweat, her irises bounced left and right. "Well… according to the Inknet… and some videos… Project Neo seems… ehm…"
"You found nothing, as suspected…" Grina smiled, as her eyelids lowered.
"Nnngghhh!" Mirii bended forward. "I need more time! I-I'm positive that Project Neo will be uncovered"
"Yeah, here we go again!" Grina frowned a bit, with her hands on her hips. "Other hours wasted searching for a Project which is probably been censured by the Headquarters themselves."
"Lies!" Mirii bites her lips. "I-I'm also attempting to study the Headquarters' whole server system…"
"Good luck with that!" Grina chuckled. "Your perfection chanting sessions would really come in handy, since you are going to face turfing computer champions!"
Mirii's eyes moved down-right.
"I-I need to try…"
"Trying to lose in less than a second? Sure, no problem!" Her wrists stood on her hips. "But then, you are the one going to explain about the situation while that shark is trying to eat you…"
Mirii's fists shook. Grina sighed once again.
"Actually, my concern isn't just about that…" She stepped forward. "It's more about Inkinators."
"The squad still exists, Grina." Mirii rose her head. "In fact, my work is related to Inkinators' affairs."
"Mirii… I didn't forget that day…" Her eyebrows rose. "When you outright said the reason why Inkinators was formed…"
Mirii took her right tentacle, caressing it.
"But now… that reason is kinda stumbling around…" Grina sniffed loudly. "I know that Hunry is our friend, very dear for you… but in front of such times, there is little we can do to help him out, no matter the willpower you can muster."
"Grina, Hunley is inside a lab: none of us know what the scientists will do to him. Knowledge will help us investigate more into the matter"
"But there is NO information about this darn project, Mirii!" Grina opened her arms, frowning a lot. "Would you stop working so much for once?! Hunry would scold you, if he knows about this!"
"N-no!" Mirii bended backwards, as her irises shrunk. "He"
"He would stop breathing, if he knows that we are in a constant job loop! We work, we work, we work… CLAMNIT, I WANT THE OLD DAYS BACK!" Grina jumped on the floor. "We three only cared about Turf War matches, dreams and fun! Why it's so hard to get back those fundamental goals?! WHY?!"
She breathes loudly, multiple times. Mirii squeezed her eyes, with her mouth sealed.
"… this air is really choking me…" Grina pulled a bit the top of her shirt. "Let's get out of here"
"Grina, before you even lift a limb…" Mirii rose her head.
"Hmm?" The other girl's mouth downturned, as her arms folded.
"You claimed that my biggest change was an excessive increase in job attention." Mirii's right forefinger stood on her right cheek. "However, that point's whole existence came from a logic, which your mind is hiding as much as possible."
"Huh?!" Grina's irises shrunk, her eyebrows lowered. "Are you seriously trying to pull out a joke?!"
"Negative." Mirii shook her head. "You see… what you really noticed about my actions is that I was working." Her left foot stepped forward.
"Ehm… duuuh?" Grina shrugged, shaking her head in quick movements, opening her right head. "What I was saying before? Well, technically" Her left hand curled her left tentacle. "this isn't really your job or something."
"Still, I was working…" Mirii folded her arms. "And that's exactly the problem you are having. The idea of working…"
"But working is the stuff we always did!" Grina frowned. "Would you stop trying to throw out conspiracies?!"
"I should be more specific." Mirii lowered her head, while closing her eyes. "It's more the idea of doing… an adult job."
"An adult job…?" Grina tilted her head to the left.
"Yes. Working nonstop in front of a computer… you can understand very well, that such activity" Mirii points down Grina with her right forefinger. "is something that unfresh, boring adults do every day!"
"Eeeeeh?!" Grina grits her teeth, as her arms were covering her body.
"Am I correct on this, Grina?!" Mirii frowned, with her head down. "Are you scared that you and the rest of the Inkinators members are growing out of the young, carefree age and preparing for the inevitable confrontation with the economic world?!"
"NO! NO, THAT'S STUPID!" Grina bended forward, her irises became dots. "I'm not THAT old to get a darn job! I have high school to finish up first!"
"You refused to continue your school career… in fact, you think that being an Agent is all a big game." Mirii's hands fell on her back, with her eyes slightly squeezed. "That's, before you noticed my excessive attention for information…"
Grina trembled: her eyes got a little watery.
"Grina… your problem might be too serious to simply ignore." Mirii closed her eyes, as her head slightly turned to the left. "Your hate for responsibilities might throw the entire squad into the deepest of the failures… and I'll not"
"PLEASE, HEAR ME OUT!" Grina's hands stood on Mirii's shoulders.
Some tears fell from her eyes, as her teeth were visible. Mirii opened her eyes, looking down the girl with a slight frown.
"LET'S GET OUT OF HERE! LET'S FORGET FOR A MOMENT THAT THE INKINATORS HAVE A JOB! COME ON, MIRII!" She moves Mirii back and forth. "ME AND BARS! JUST LIKE THE GOOD OLD TIMES!"
Suddenly, Bars pulled out Grina as his arms wrapped her around. The boy and the girl blushed, as Grina left her mouth open. Mirii frowned more, as her right foot tapped once on the floor.
"… I'm sorry, Grina… but I would regret my existence if I forget Hunley for just one millisecond. Ever since his appearance, things have changed inside Inkinators." The girl turned her back, facing her laptop. "Inkinators now represents an excuse to not leave any of us alone… without Hunley, Inkinators would instantly disappear into the void… forever."
"Bu-but we still have the team!" Grina sniffed loudly. "I never wanted to leave out Hunry! In fact, we have that whole deal with the Shrine and stuff!"
"Grina…" Mirii sits down on the chair. "Inkinators' actual mission is to save Hunley. No matter if our enemies possess the mightiest of the defenses, Inkinators would never accept the idea that one of the members is unavailable… because the members are the only thing who will remain in this world... not the good old times."
Silence fell heavily in the door. Grina and Bars turned their head over each other: both their mouths were downturned. Grina closes her eyes, sighing.
"Mirii…"
"Yes?" The girl taps down the buttons.
"Do you… do you let me and Bars take a walk outside…? Just for a moment…?" Grina's head lowered.
Mirii kept looking at the screen, as her right hand fell on her mouse.
"The park is not frequented by too many people, at this time of the hour… go there."
Grina nodded, smiling faintly.
"Thank you for the advice."
Tilting her head to the left, Bars' arms lifted upwards as the girl started walking. The two Inklings were reaching the door.