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Mirii snorted, as her head was tilting down and her eyes were seeing a touch screen showing the actual time. Her head rose back, as her shoulders turned left and right, seeing the hallways with a red carpet covering the floor and small tables near the walls with a white, circular-shaped object resting on it.
"5 minutes just passed…!" Her head rose. "If those two are still wasting time"
Her ears rose: she turns behind, tracking Hun walking towards her.
"Hi there, Mirii!" His right hand was waving left and right, while smiling. "I hope I didn't took too long…"
He stops in front of the girl: she was smiling.
"As usual, you reached the meeting point in time." Her eyes closed. "Being punctual is truly one of your specialties."
"Really?" He blushes a bit, as his right hand was scratching the back of his head. "Why, thank you Mirii! Considering the fact you are already here, you are even more punctual than me!"
Mirii's eyes opened, as her cheeks blushed and her mouth opened a bit.
"I-I may perfected my skills, but your skills aren't anything short at all!" Her eyebrows lowered a bit, her mouth flattened. "Perfection is nothing more than a goal… a goal which only the worthy Squids can"
"Hey hey."
Mirii turned behind: Bars and Grina were walking, each holding a soda can on their right hands.
"Hope you are not roaring in front of two Squids, taking some liquid refreshments!" Grina rose her soda, while closing her eyes and grinning. "After all, we are not even late!"
Mirii's head lowered, as her eyes were looking at the touch screen's time.
"… you two are 6 minutes late!" She rose her head, while frowning. "I believe I ordered you to not take too long… me and Hunley arrived way sooner than that!" She folds her arms. "We are already justified… what's your ridiculous excuse?!"
"Whoa, like sorry girl!" Bars' downturned his mouth. "Me and Grina were thirsty dizzy and the soda was callin' us…"
His left hand was holding another soda can: his left arm stretched towards the girl, while smiling a bit. Drops were resting on the can's surface.
"Wanna take some taste?" His right eye winked.
Mirii's face grimaces, with her tongue sticking out.
"Take away that garbage from my presence!" She turns behind, shivering a bit. "I do not want to ruin my perfect shape, because of that overdose of sugar…!" She starts walking. "I suggest you using Inkling water from now: it's more satisfying and healthy!"
The other Inklings start walking: Grina puffed her cheeks, as her eyebrows formed smiles.
"As if I drink galleons of that!" Her mouth downturned. "Drinking just Inkling water gets so boring, after a while! Sometimes you can just take some nice, tasty soda…"
"If you want real taste, try drinking orange juice." Her left forefinger pointed up. "Aside from being overall much more useful for the body, it's the ultimate challenge to demonstrate being worthy for accepting the perfection art." She turns to the right.
"Why, I'm already worthy!" Grina grins, turning to the right. "Being the Greta IS all I ever need!" Her right hand carries the soda can in front of her mouth, resting its edge between her lips.
"… why you are all the sudden proud of that?" Mirii rose her head. "I thought you wanted to forget about your past…"
The Inklings turned to the right, seeing the stairs: their feet were now walking on each step.
"Naaah… to tell you the truth, it was always been hard to do that for me…" Grina took another sip from the can, tilting backwards. "Aaaah!" She bends forward. "Well… I still don't want all that nightmare I dealt in the past: the sweet freedom of youth and the awesome fun potentials are something I would never trade off… but who I'm, if I ignore myself?"
"Greta is an actress who aspires fame and success, never scared of proving her worth inside the entertainment industry… she has an image, in other words." Her eyes rested on the opened, metallic door for a moment. "Your attitude is far from the true Greta: you cared so much about your freedom and fun, you forgot who really she is… if you truly wish to see her return"
"What are you talking about?!" Grina frowned a bit. "Greta has always been like this!"
"… you can lie all you want, but"
"No, I'm serious!" She shook her head, frowning a bit more. "When I was young, I always had a hunch of running all over the place! I was always the one coming up with new games to play with others! Ever since I was forced to focus all my energy on acting, I was too tired to even smile normally!"
"My claim still remains." Mirii rose her head. "Greta was worthy of that legendary title, seemingly ready to excel at it… alas, she decided not to. If you want to leave your name on the history books, you have to write it… not just pretending that the name is already there."
Grina kept staring at the girl, still frowning a bit.
"I'm not just writing my name on that history book… I'm writing my own book. A book about perfection, improvements and search… my search for perfection."
"I-I want to read that book!" He clears his throat, while closing his eyes for a moment. "It would be very interesting!" He blushes.
"Yo-you would?!" Mirii's head turned to her left, as her mouth opened wide and her cheeks blushed.
Hun nods, swallowing silently and opening his eyes. Mirii kept staring at the boy: the four Inklings passed another metallic door, with Mirii turning to the right.
"… I-I'm still writing the book… but your sublime interest flatters me…!" She smiles. "As soon as I finish with it, you'll have the honor to be my own beta reader, since I sense perfection on your side."
"R-really?!" He lowers his head, blushing, as his mouth was waving. "I-I… well…"
"Earth calls Mirii!"
The girl immediately turns all the way to the left, seeing Grina's right forefinger pointing behind her sight.
"Looks like that book has to wait… it's showdown in the briefing room!"
Mirii snorted, frowning a bit.
"… of course I knew that." She returns forward. "I needed to discuss with someone who shows interest towards success and improvement… someone worthy of my book."
Her right arm stretched, her right hand opened while moving over the door handle.
"Don't you dare treat her like a joke… right now, she has ink on her side." Her hand pushed the handle down.
The door tilts to the right: on the front, a long table with Tonna sitting on the last chair on the right. Her head rose, immediately tracking down the Inklings. Her hands were grasping a small pile of paper.
"Right on time!" Tonna stands up. "Bars, could you please close the door?"
"Eh eh, alright alright!" Bars chuckles, as his right hand grasped the door handle.
BOOM!
The other Inklings jumped, all turning behind and seeing the boy: their eyes were wide.
"WHAT WERE YOU TRYING TO DO?! DESTROYING THE TURFING DOOR?!" Tonna's face frowned a lot, her hands grasped the papers even more tightly.
"Ooops!" He grins, as his eyebrows went up. "Like, I didn't thought to blast that door down with such ease!"
"I'm going to knock you down with such ease…" Mirii's voice came from her gritted teeth, as her eyebrows were down and smoke was coming from her ears.
Sweat covered his forehead. Tonna shakes her head, while sighing loudly.
"Never mind that!" Her right hand was moving back and forth. "I want you to walk here and take a look at those gadgets…"
Her right hand was pointing towards 3 small boxes colored dark blue. Mirii's eyes were glued on the left one.
"… I suspect that those boxes are crucial for our mission…" She starts walking, as her head rose. "Or perhaps, those are nothing more than achievement pieces to relegate for the worthy Agents?"
"No no." Tonna's right hand took the right box. "You said it right before: those boxes are crucial for your mission."
"You are not going to help us?" Mirii's head rose. "You should consider your supportive role"
"Sorry! Chiefs can't participate in any mission: right after the briefing, I have to attend a chief meeting…"
"And you are not eating anything?!" Grina's eyebrows went up, her mouth downturned. "So much for reaching that chief status… they are gonna make Squid Rings out of you!"
Tonna smiled, raising her head just a bit, as her eyelids lowered to the middle.
"Actually, the meeting is supposed to take place in a nice restaurant… we will eat inside a special room, served by a stellar chef and acrobatic waiters!" She closes her eyes, while chuckling faintly.
Grina's irises shrunk, as her jaw dropped. Mirii's right cheek twitched, while bending forward.
"Acrobatic… WAITERS?!" Her eyes blinked twice. "… I'll send a letter to those chiefs… stating that I'm definitively worthy of the chief title."
"So much for reaching that chief status… they are gonna make Squid Rings out of us!" Grina's eyes start sparkling. "Tonna, please…" Her mouth starts waving, a bit bending down. "… could you invite us four for lunch?!"
"I don't know about that, girl." Bars shrugs. "Like, we all know that the best part is the food… besides, I'm in the mood for some burgers!"
Mirii and Grina turned over the boy: both their faces were darkened. Bars' hands start waving left and right, as sweat jumps out from his forehead.
"Eeehhhmmm… suddenly, I lost my appetite and I got the twitchin' urge for seeing acrobatic Squids!" He chuckles a bit. "What about that?!"
Mirii rose her head.
"… regain the appetite, Bars." Her eyes squeezed. "The food is also perfectly certificated by the masters themselves."
"And so is this canteen!" Tonna's eyes fell on the papers. "Now, can you please focus more on the mission? I'll tell you all about it later… even the other events prepared for us…" She snickered a bit.
Mirii lowered her head, lowering her eyebrows too.
"… refusing respect… will give you"
"Anyway!" Her irises rose back in the middle. "Before starting the mission, you can stop here for lunch… but once you finish, you are obligated to start. From here, everything is clear?"
The four Inklings nodded.
"Good!" Her left hand went behind her back, grasping the papers. "As for the mission's name… you may recognize its name."
"Hmpf." Mirii folds her arms. "Is it related to the Stingrays? Or referring to other dealers…?"
"No." Tonna shook her head. "The name is… Inknet Wars."
Mirii's irises gradually shrunk, as her face went paler...
"… three boxes… that videogame… no… n-no…"