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"So, how did Tonna gave us the freedom, again?" Grina's hands were moving a bit around, as she was walking on the sidewalk.
"I wouldn't butcher those terms…" Mirii's eyes squeezed a bit. "Using freedom instead of permission is a rather unclear, not accurate way to express yourself."
"Whatever." Grina shrugged. "I don't know about you, but I was waiting for another occasion to walk around freely."
Bars was walking, near Grina's left side. Mirii was walking from behind him and Hun was on Mirii's right side. All were wearing a jacket, with the zips all the way up, and long-sleeved pants. A car zoomed by on the road to the right, moving forward.
"I could go to an ice-cream vendor and get some sweety treats… I could go to the cinema and watch a nice movie." Her shoulders turned to her left, as her eyebrows and mouth were a bit up. "Do you want me to release the whole list of goodies in my mind?"
"Hmpf. I was already aware of your inclination towards unproductive actions…" Mirii's head rose. "However, we are not out of the Headquarters because of indifference towards utility… I will not rest, nor I will dedicate my efforts towards another activities, until I can clearly see that the treehouse is safe from others' inopportune intrusions."
"Sheesh, you didn't need to cite a dictionary over me…" Grina's eyelids lowered to the middle. "I think it would be the best for all Squids, if we are not forced to learn all those phrases as words."
"I take care about my speech as much as I take care of my image." Mirii's eyes closed. "I always strive to adjust all those imperfections, which they seem to override all my expectations…"
"Really? I thought you were getting a bit more… normal." Grina's shoulders turned forward. "I guess it's too soon to"
"What do you mean by that statement?!" Mirii frowned, as her eyes opened. "I can see what normality is, unlike your lack of any logical perspectives!"
"Uff… I'm not really looking forward to that kind of discussion…" Grina shrugged, as her head lowered a bit. "Sorry, Miss Perfection… Greta is looking for some fresh news, mainly some groovy mystery chase through the dark."
"A chase in the dark…?" Hun's head turned to his right a bit. "We have to chase someone…?"
"Groan…" Several sweat drop appeared on Grina's back of her head. "Hunry, sometimes I wonder how can you even breathe without knowing the wonders of our society. Although, I'm shivering already… especially with the idea of learning the answer."
"… eh?" Hun's irises shrunk a bit, as his mouth flattened.
"Grina, be quiet." Mirii snorted. "I don't tolerate meaningless dialogues… right now, I'm thinking about what to do if the treehouse is usable or not."
"Like, the treehouse isn't that far away from ours!" Bars' hands entered inside his pockets. "I can't wait to see that relic from my past, once again…"
"I wonder who ever created the treehouse…" Grina's head rose up. "I remember that we three worked hard to get ours done…"
"Actually, our treehouse did had a foundation… I don't dare to take credits for a result I didn't create." Mirii's head turned a bit to her left. "The elevator connecting to our treehouse and the garage, as well as most of the tools spread throughout our propriety… those were already there."
"You know, now that you mention it…" Grina's shoulders turned to her left. "Who was the owner of our treehouse? I would like to meet such person, one of those days…"
"I remember investigating on the matter, to make sure that no one would ever return in our treehouse and basically deny our propriety…" Mirii's head turned forward. "However, my investigations never went too far from the very vague, initial clues I found… and over time, I just lost my interest into the matter."
"A Mirii who's not curious? That's news for our ears!" Grina's mouth opened a bit.
"Aside the fact we had several commissions to finish and my personal strive for obtaining the newest gadgets... I also noticed that days, even some months passed by. From that, I concluded that the owner would never return in our treehouse and claim it… thus, the reason behind my lack of interest regarding such history." Mirii nodded.
"Gee, can't you just say that you don't care about it, anymore…?" Grina's eyes closed as a sweat drop appeared on her head's right side. "It happens to me many times as well! It's something ordinary, you know!"
"Tsk… I had reasons, thus I would have seen them as wastes if I couldn't tell them out loud." Mirii's eyes squeezed. "I can't stand leaving my resources completely ignored…"
"Oh, I'm seeing a house over there!" Hun's right forefinger pointed forward, a bit tilted upwards. "Is that the place where we have to go?"
"Right on target, dude!" Bars chuckles. "Like, you see? I told you that the house wasn't that far away from ours!"
Mirii's irises were staring at the treehouse: the roof had a large hole on the right side, windows without the glass showing a thick darkness, a rope ladder coming from the entrance and almost touching the grass. Mirii's eyebrows went down, as her head rose.
"Bars, I do not approve that house… aside the fact that anyone would immediately tell that no one would ever live in such ancient apartment, thus ruining my plans… I refuse to be associated with dust and obsolete." She snorted.
"Girl, like… it's not true it's all that ancient!" Bars' head shook. "Just recently, they added a rope ladder! Back then, I had to climb up and up!"
"Ooooh, I would had more fun doing that way…!" Grina's fists were in front of her chest, as her shoulders turned to her left. "I would had gotten wild… and that's what I like from extreme fun!"
Mirii's head shook slowly, as her teeth slightly shows and her eyes squeezed a bit.
"I have no choice, despite the apparent looks… I have to take a look inside." Her eyes closed. "I hope that I'll naturally say to take this apartment as part of my plans…"