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"… I wonder what Hunley is doing… they did told us that it was a quick check, that Hunley wasn't really going for a newer mission…" Mirii's right hand was holding a fork, as her left hand was holding her chin and her left elbow was resting on the table, with her irises looking the ceiling. "… sigh, I still don't feel like eating at all…"
Her irises went down, resting on a plate filled with meat and salad. Her eyebrows went a bit up and her mouth waved slightly.
"No, I can't give this dish back… I must eat it all the way… I-I need energy, anyway." Her eyes closed. "I have plenty of things to do… It's simply unacceptable that"
"You don't eat, girl?"
Mirii's irises went in the middle, staring at Bars: he was smiling, tilting his head towards Mirii's plate.
"Like, ya can give me da meat and you can chew the salad if"
"No." Mirii frowned a bit. "I have no trouble finishing my meal…" Her head rose slightly. "If you cannot defeat your hunger, I would suggest you getting back to the counter and order more food."
"Meh, don't feel like spending more coins…" Bars shrugged, as his mouth rose. "Guess I'll shut my stomach down, for now."
Grina's head was tilted towards Mirii, while smiling a bit.
"Why being afraid of covering turf too fast?" Her head shook. "Hunry will super-jump back to us soon, Miss Thinking."
Mirii blushes, as her head turned to her right, while frowning a bit more, expanding her eyes and shrinking her irises.
"Wh-why are you mentioning him?! What he has to do with this?!"
"Gee… do you think we joined the party in the aftermath?" Grina's eyelids lowered to the middle. "Come on, splat for real: we know you have a crush on"
"BE QUIET!" Mirii blushes even more, frowning in the same intensity. "I-I'm still shocked about before, ok?! Being arrested just because I was doing my job was such a ludicrous moment! I-I'm a lady of perfect records: what kind of justification I'm going to use for keeping my merits high?!"
"Uhm…" Grina's smile increased. "I have a feeling you were even forgetting about perfection…" Her eyes closed. "My, my, how much you are changing ever since the first times…"
"Hmpf!" Mirii's left hand picked her kitchen knife, swapping it with the fork held by her right hand, as her head tilted down, pointing at her plate. "Me, changing…" Her right hand was cutting the meat with her kitchen knife. "… I'm a follower of perfection even to this day, of course your statement is full of contradictions…"
The fork, holding the meat, went inside Mirii's mouth as she began chewing it with her mouth closed. She swallowed silently.
"I improve my behavior every day, I update my tactics, I fix the first imperfection I can glance…" Mirii's eyes closed.
Grina's eyelids opened, stopping to the middle. She sighed loudly.
"Yet, I'm still surrounded by Squids who wish to see a different kind of me…" Her fork, holding a piece of meat, went inside her mouth, as she began chewing it with her mouth closed.
"… to be honest, it's kinda hard understanding how much a Squid should look." Grina shrugged. "I mean, even Barsy does have some Splat Bombs under his sleeves."
Bars chuckled.
"Tsk, I should had expected this kind of speech from you, Grina…" Mirii's posture lifted. "I was wrong about you having some kind of unpredictability… at the end, you are still using the same tactics. Mainly, you are trying to suggest the idea that I'm not what I think to be."
Mirii's head rose, as her hands put down respectively the fork and the kitchen knife.
"There is an old saying you know rather well… if something it's not broken, then there is no need to fix said thing." Mirii nodded.
Grina grins.
"Actually, the idiom is If it ain't broke, don't fix it." She chuckles a bit.
Mirii snorted.
"I wanted to say it in my own way, if you will…" She bended forward. "… but the meaning is the same. I'm getting great results with those tactics of mine, thus I don't consider any change, any time soon"
"Mirii."
Immediately, Mirii turned to her left, staring at Aga. The girl cleared her voice, as her head rose higher.
"Good evening Aga."
"Hun is about to be sent for a mission." Aga passed Mirii.
Mirii's face went paler, as she turned behind: her irises shrunk. The woman was reaching the counter, looking at the different meals on display. Mirii's right cheek twitched… in a second, she stands up and rushed away from her chair, passing the other Inklings sit on their chairs, in front of the table.
"Curses, CURSES!" Her teeth were gritting and her face was frowning. "WHY I WAS THIS OBSESSED WITH DINNER?! I WAS SUPPOSED TO FOIL THE NEXT SCAM THEY WERE UP TO!"
Mirii was rushing through the hallway, passing Inklings from left and right, while bending forward and accelerating.
"Grrrr…" Several veins popped out from her forehead. "… grrrrr!"
Mirii stops in front of a large door: her right fist knocked on it, loudly. Her arms folded, as smoke was coming out from her ears.
"They better open the door…" Her irises rested on the door handle. "… those fools haven't checked carefully in my pockets… since they haven't found a secret tool who allows me to open doors of this nature…"
The door opened, as an Inkling woman wearing a white coat was staring down at Mirii.
"Yes?"
"Where is Hun?!" Mirii's head lowered, as her right foot began tapping the floor.
"He's been called urgently by a chief... but could you please calm down?" The woman's eyebrows went up. "You are scaring"
"You promised that he will return for dinner!" Mirii's right forefinger pointed at the woman. "You even claimed that it was as guaranteed as your white coat!"
"Ah ah ah…" Sweat was jumping out from the woman's head, as her eyes closed. "… I-I didn't wanted to exaggerate that much…! Look… let me explain briefly, ok?"
"… grr… I… I must learn information…" Mirii took a loud breath, as her right hand went back. "Anger doesn't represent me… Perfection does." Her eyebrows went up for a moment, leaving a silent snort.