Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!

Warnings: Shounen-ai; BL; slash; boy x boy; homosexual relationships; yaoi, SetoJou; Kaiba Seto x Jounouchi Katsuya, a shitty artist attempting to write, may be OOC, and spoilers up to the end of the series.

Notes: Please read the notes from the previous chapters as well (if you haven't already done so) as they still apply for this chapter.

Oh my god. There isn't enough SetoJou artwork. No good doujinshi scans either. Boo to the lack of SetoJou!

The One Who Painted The Sunrise

They were both sitting in Seto's borrowed car for about five minutes in silence. Katsuya's mind was still preoccupied with the events earlier with his father. His old man must've hit his head or something. He hoped his father's shopping phase was only temporary or else money will become a problem to the Jounouchi family yet again.

Seto glanced over at Katsuya once in a while. He was curious whether something was bothering the blond since Katsuya hadn't even noticed his occasional glances. For the entire ride so far, Katsuya had been leaning against the far side of his seat while staring out the window, appearing to be deep in thought. He wasn't going to ask him if he was okay of course.

Two more minutes of silence passed before Seto spared another glance.

"Hey." Katsuya turned to look at Seto who quickly darted his eyes back onto the road. He didn't like how his heart sped up a bit at the surprise.

"What?"

"Whose car is this anyways? It smells like honeydew."

So that's what it is? Seto thought it smelled familiar. He couldn't place his finger on it. He thought it was just some weird fruity-flower-mixed perfume.

"It's Miss Double-D's."

Katsuya broke into laughter. "You asked her?"

"I asked the women since I didn't trust the men who would be willing to offer their car to me." The gay men. "Miss Double-D happened to be the one who offered so I accepted."

"Better check the place for spy cams and recorders." Katsuya laughed again. "She might be expecting car-action. I bet you'd like some of that too."

"Projecting is a bad habit, Puppy." Seto smirked. But yes, he would. Katsuya probably didn't even know what projecting was.

"Are you feeling better?" He should've asked that earlier and he would've if his mind wasn't off thinking about his father. Mokuba's soup must've worked wonders since Seto looked almost well enough to wrestle lions.

Seto nodded and for the first time since they met up for dinner, he decided to ask a question. "Is…" But then he changed his mind again.

"What?"

"Nothing."

Fucking awkward. Why was it so hard to be near this guy? Katsuya sighed. "If you want to say something, just say it." Even if all Seto had to spew was shit. It wasn't like he wasn't somewhat used to it already.

"Hn. You're thinking into it too much." Seto frowned. Why was he involuntarily self-conscious about how he should act towards Katsuya today? It wasn't a date! Should he say the things he normally would say? 'Shut up, bonkotsu', 'My 'problems' are none of your concern', etc. Would it ruin everything and make Katsuya run off? Would that be better?

"Where are we going anyway?"

"Twilight City." He was prepared for Katsuya's reaction.

"Isn't that a…" A restaurant for couples? He turned to look at Seto, his eyes slightly widened.

"Yes, it's considered a romantic restaurant so a lot of couples go there but it's still just a restaurant."

"B-but why there?" Katsuya's cheeks flushed. "There are so many other good restaurants!"

"Because Matsuo likes Katsuya." He stated it as a fact.

"Why'd you decide that?"

The car suddenly stopped.

"Why'd you stop?" Maybe Seto was angry.

"We're here, mutt."

"Oh."

They got out of the car at the same time but Katsuya didn't plan on letting the topic slide. They were lucky there wasn't anyone else in the parkade.

"You still could've picked another restaurant."

"It was already decided that Katsuya looks like Kazuki, therefore Matsuo would have some feelings for Katsuya." Seto spoke quietly. "It's also within Matsuo's taste range in restaurants. Why else would I agree to go to Amaranthine with my co-workers?" Matsuo was supposed to be romantic.

"Why do you have to make your life so much harder, man?" Katsuya sighed, giving up. Why couldn't Seto pick an easier character to pretend to be? But he supposed it was somewhat a given since Matsuo's reason for moving to Domino for a period in the first place was to get over his love for Kazuki. It should've been obvious that Matsuo was someone who focused on romance a lot. He couldn't help but feel like he was somewhat tricked into this whole thing though. But that would mean other…impossible things.

"I was under the impression that it didn't matter to you where we dined at. As long as there was food, you'd stuff your face full anyway."

"Shaddap." It was the smartest thing his mind had come up with at the moment. He frowned when he saw Seto grin. The stupid jackass just wanted to mess with his mind! Why did everyone enjoy doing these things to him so much? "You just wanted to fuck with me didn't you?"

"Hn." Seto smirked. Internally, he was laughing. It wasn't a 'happy' laugh or something you would call 'true from the heart'. It was more like an evil chuckle of self pride because your plan was fucking epic mixed with an 'I'm-next-to-such-a-dumbass-laugh'. He felt like he had won a card game. He could think of various ways he could 'fuck with' Katsuya. He also couldn't believe how the scenario played out exactly how he thought it would. The puppy was so easy to fool.

"Remember that you're having dinner with Matsuo—" Seto suddenly smiled and chuckled softly like a prince. "—Katsuya."

"What the hell?" Katsuya couldn't help shivering. "Don't do that!"

"Don't think too hard and go with the flow, mutt." Seto faked another smile.

"Yeah. I think my brain broke," he said it sarcastically. "Are we going to get out of this parking lot or what?"

They left the underground parkade and took the flight of stairs to reach the restaurant. When they reached the door of Twilight City, Seto suddenly stopped in front of the elevator.

"What are you doing?" Katsuya pointed at the glass doors of the restaurant. "Uh…I think that's the door we want."

"A few ladies are going to greet us." He knew what they were up to.

Moments later, the elevator door opened and the three ladies wore shocked expressions when they found Seto standing in front of them, smiling. He had seen them enter the building when they were climbing up the stairs.

"Well, fancy bumping into you here Miss Miyagi, Miss Kudo, Ms Ito and Ms Watanabe." Those four bothered him so much at work that he managed to remember their names.

Katsuya didn't understand how Seto managed to pull off those fake smiles. He didn't understand why these ladies would follow them either. At least that was what it looked like.

"Ohoho." Miss Double-D laughed while the other ladies started to follow suit. "It is! It must be fate, Matsuo dear." She gave him a wink. "Your date looks lovely."

"Th-thanks?" Katsuya wasn't sure if he were to say anything.

"We were just thinking about going out for some fine dining." Miss Double-D chuckled. "Don't worry about us, we won't get in your way."

Seto laughed softly. "At Twilight City? You ladies sure are… exquisite."

"Can't four ladies have a double date or something?" Raisin Bran added.

"Aren't two of you married?" Seto raised a brow. "I don't know how you ladies found out where I was going but please, Katsuya and I would really want to have dinner privately."

The ladies looked at each other and collectively sighed. "All right, Matsuo." Miss Double-D looked defeated. "We'll leave to another restaurant instead if it bothers you so much."

"Thank you." Seto grabbed Katsuya's hand and dragged him into the restaurant. He didn't believe for a second that the four of them would leave them alone so easily. He'll just have to ensure that they couldn't get near them.

The Maître d' greeted them formally and politely. "Do you have any reservations, Sirs?"

"Yes, under 'Matsuo'."

The Maître d' smiled. "Please show them to their table, Kei."

The waiter bowed. "Right this way, please."

"There are four ladies who seemed to be following us. They seem suspicious." Seto spoke quietly to the waiter who nodded.

"It's our policy to make sure all our customers are to feel at most comfort here." The waiter smiled. "If the mentioned ladies do end up dining here and troubling you, we'll remove them immediately."

"Thank you." Seto gave him one of those Matsuo-smiles.

"Here you are, Sirs." He removed the reserved sign sitting on the table and handed them both a menu before bowing and walking elegantly across the black marble floor.

Katsuya was astounded by the beauty inside the restaurant. It was much bigger and even prettier than Amaranthine!

"This place is crazy! There was a fountain at the entrance inside the restaurant!"

Seto only stared at his menu. He was getting used to the puppy getting excited over little things. He was glad he didn't choose a place that required a dress code and the most proper table manners. Katsuya would be lacking in both areas.

The waiter came by again, placing two glasses of water on the table. Katsuya thanked him before the waiter left again.

The entire dining area was surrounded by glass walls, allowing the exhilarating view of the city lights to be seen. The ambient blue lighting painted a relaxing and romantic atmosphere which was accompanied by the soft music that was playing in the restaurant. Every table had lights coming from the ground, directed on the side of the table cloth, in the form of stars. They were even shone onto the ceiling above the tables.

Katsuya wasn't even sure what type of cuisine was served at Twilight City. He was only aware that it was a romantic restaurant serving some sort of 'international' cuisine. He stared at the menu but half of it consisted of foreign dishes that he had never heard of.

"Um… Do you mind ordering for me? I can't decide." He also didn't want to select something himself since the menu choices were more expensive than an average restaurant. He didn't want to appear as though he was shamelessly leeching.

Seto looked up from his menu and gave Katsuya a disbelieving look. "You sure you want me to do that for you?" He had never been to this restaurant before either. Perhaps he'll just order a decent sounding pasta for Katsuya.

If Seto wasn't choosing a restaurant based on Matsuo and Katsuya, he probably would've brought his date to Subzero instead. It was a very expensive restaurant, required a dress code and was known for many delectable dishes.

"Yes." He nodded and started to marvel his surroundings again. Katsuya really liked how the restaurant was circular. The tables were situated around a dance floor where the music was coming from. The dance floor was at a lower level so it had to be reached by one of the four stairs from the dining area. The walls surrounding the dance floor wore a gentle red hue, imitating the time of twilight.

Seto finished deciding the orders and placed his menu down. He took a sip from his glass of water and watched Katsuya who looked comely under the blue light.

"Are you ready to order, Sirs?" The waiter returned to their table again with a pen and pad in his hands. He nodded and scribbled into it every time Seto pointed out the items he wanted from the menu.

"You don't have to order that much." Katsuya leaned towards the table a bit. "I'll be fine with just an entrée."

"Don't act so humble when you're not. You used to jump at free food."

They both knew how much Katsuya could eat.

"I probably still would but some things do change." He also liked Seto a lot more now so he didn't want him to spend money on him even if Seto was rich.

Seto scoffed. "You're forgetting that I'm paying you back for food."

Katsuya sighed and for some reason it made Seto nervous.

"I will be leaving for America soon." Seto changed the topic.

"Hmm? Why?"

"There's not much left for me to do here. I'll fill you in the more private details later."

"When are you leaving?"

"End of September. I'm going to give them my two weeks notice tomorrow." He held the glass of water over his lips and spoke softly. "I'll be back on the 15th of October." He took a sip when the waiter returned with their salads.

"Umm…This might be weird but…" Katsuya wasn't sure how to bring it up. There was no way that Seto would agree to it and the dinner would definitely get awkward. Although he could just pretend that Seto had refused him and lie to his father about ever asking…

"You see… My old man was wondering if you would like to come over for dinner some time." Katsuya laughed hesitantly. "You don't have to of course!"

Seto had to think before responding. "Why?" His eyes were studying Katsuya as if he was trying to figure out what he was thinking or what his motive was.

"That stupid old man just misunderstood some things but it's not important." He sighed. "We don't have people over for dinner often so it would be kind of nice. I thought I'd ask you now since you're going to be leaving soon."

"All right."

"What?" Katsuya dropped the fork in his hand and it landed back onto his plate.

"I'll go."

His old man was right? How? He was so sure that Seto would reject!

"G-great!" Katsuya grinned. He wanted to ask why but he was afraid Seto might change his mind if he did.

They ate their salad in silence, enjoying the relaxing atmosphere around them and thinking about what to say or do next. Katsuya finished his salad really quickly so he sat there watching Seto eat and listening to the music. He was kind of happy that Seto actually agreed.

"What?"

Katsuya smiled. "Nothing."

"…" Strange…

Just as Seto finished with his salad, the waiter returned with their entrées. Katsuya peered curiously at the dishes that were placed down. Seto seemed to be eating some sort of chicken with vegetables and rice. He got some sort of seafood pasta. Were those mussels?

"What is that?" He pointed his fork at Seto's plate.

"Stuffed chicken breast."

"That looks good." He hung his fork between his lips.

Seto could superimpose drool hanging off the corner of Katsuya's lips.

"Wanna split our meal in half and give it to the other?" He grinned.

Seto shrugged and started to divide his meal up with his fork. While transferring half his meal on to Katsuya's plate, half of Katsuya's pasta was placed onto his.

It was probably a 'cute' sight or something since the waiter saw them and the hints of a grin were starting to form on his face.

"Sirs, is this your first time here?" The waiter returned with a Polaroid camera.

"Yes, it is." Katsuya smiled.

"Would you like me to take a picture for the two of you? We always offer to take a picture for our new customers. It's free."

"Sure!" Katsuya responded cheerfully while putting down his fork.

Seto was slightly startled by Katsuya's answer and stiffened. He didn't really want to take a picture.

"Want to sit closer, Sirs?"

Katsuya scooted his seat over to where Seto was and sat next to him.

"A little closer." The waiter gestured with his hand towards the direction Katsuya should move.

Katsuya complied but somehow his clumsy self caused him to lose balance slightly and 'fall' onto Seto. He was pressed against Seto's chest for a second before blushing from embarrassment, apologizing and repositioning himself. The two of them ended up pretty close because of that though; Seto's cheek could almost touch Katsuya's hair. It would've if he leaned over slightly. He cursed himself for it but he couldn't help but find Katsuya adorable at the moment. He wished he was allowed to wrap his arms around his puppy and bring him onto his lap. Without realizing it, he smiled at his thoughts. Just then the flash went off, along with his momentary contentment.

The waiter took another picture before handing the two pictures to Katsuya and leaving.

Katsuya gave Seto their second picture, the one where Seto wasn't smiling, and kept the first.

"Give me that first one." Seto tried to grab it from Katsuya's hands but failed to.

Katsuya laughed. "No way! You're smiling in this one." He passed it off as Seto smiling to thoughts of Mokuba. Lucky him! He got a picture of the big mean and serious CEO of Kaiba Corporation smiling! A soft smile but still a smile! The thing that pleased Katsuya most was that it wasn't one of those fake Matsuo smiles; it appeared genuine and although a scary thought, loving.

Unlike the first photograph, Seto wasn't smiling anymore.

"Aww… Am I being a bad date?" Katsuya teased and batted his eyelashes jokingly. "Lighten up! It's not my fault you didn't smile in the second one."

While Katsuya moved his chair back to its original position, Seto leaned forward and snatched the picture from him.

"Hey!" Katsuya tried to take it back but Seto dodged him.

"You're blushing like a tomato in this picture." Seto smirked. "Is that why you're trying so hard to keep it?" Seto was exaggerating. There was only a light flush left from the embarrassment Katsuya felt for tripping.

"As if! Give it back to me! That's the defective one anyway. I gave you the better one!" Katsuya held out the palm of his hand.

"No." Seto shoved it into his coat pocket. "Eat. Your food is getting cold."

Just you wait, Kaiba. Just you wait…

So they sat and ate. Katsuya was pleased with his meal and ate heartily. They had started talking about random things here and there and made comments about things in the restaurant and each other's eating habits. And soon, their desserts came.

Strawberry Sorbet.

"Sweet!" Katsuya exclaimed.

"Here." Seto pushed his sorbet across the table in front of Katsuya.

"You don't want it?"

"I'm not fond of sweet things."

"Why'd you order one then?"

"I thought you'd like two." He responded nonchalantly.

The situation made Katsuya's smile widen. He felt slightly moved and happy. Seto was being considerate to him when he was ordering. It was so…'sweet', especially since this was coming from Seto.

"Th-thanks."

The quantity of the sorbet was small so Katsuya could finish it in a flash. He felt a touch disappointed that their night together was going to end so soon. It took some effort to get Seto to participate in a decent conversation with him so it felt like their outing only just began.

"So you said you liked chess?"

Seto nodded. The CEO finished his meal so he occupied his time sipping whatever was left in his glass of water and watching Katsuya eat his sorbet. He noticed that Katsuya was eating his sorbet rather strangely and slowly.

"I'm not good at that game."

He didn't expect Katsuya to be.

"You should teach me some time."

The classic 'molesting your student while playing teacher' scenario came to Seto's mind. It didn't sound like a bad idea.

"Maybe. I haven't played it in a while." It had been ages actually.

"I guess chess tournaments aren't as cool as Duel Monsters tournaments but then again… you don't really participate in those either."

"No time."

And no point since Yugi would just kick your ass. Katsuya snickered in his mind but unknowingly expressed his thoughts on his face.

Seto raised a brow to the strange expression but didn't comment on it. Instead he called the waiter over for the bill. He noticed the disappointed look on Katsuya's face as he finished up the last bit of Seto's sorbet.

"Do you want to come with me to Domino Park? I have things to tell you." Seto paid and slipped into his jacket.

"Sure." He didn't mind at all.

There were barely anyone in the park in the night; in the rare occasion there would be one or two souls taking an evening stroll but other than that Seto and Katsuya were pretty much alone in Domino Park. They were originally strolling but eventually decided to sit down on a bench. Seto didn't seem to want to begin 'talking' until he was sure no one else was around to hear their soft whispers.

"So what's up?"

Seto looked around before replying. "Yamamoto Kenji is a hard man to follow. There hasn't been any leads. He's too clean." He frowned since it felt like he only wasted his time throughout the entire mission. "I have to go back now anyways since I still have business in America and I have to be back for that stupid party."

"So no more Matsuo-business?"

"Yes. Tell Mokuba to go all out."

"To go all out? No more mermaids?"

"He'll understand."

Katsuya didn't doubt it so he nodded.

"So…" Katsuya scratched his cheek. "Wanna duel once you come back or something… like hanging out?"

Seto was quiet for a moment. "You wouldn't be…I don't think I have the time."

Katsuya knew what Seto was about to say and frowned. "You'd be surprised. Besides! After all this trouble I've been through for you, you'd think the least you can do is honour me with a card game."

It wasn't that Seto didn't want to spend time with Katsuya or play card games with him… He just expected that once he returns to being 'Kaiba Seto', this entire thing would be over and there would be no reason for him to associate with Katsuya. There would be no reason for Katsuya to visit him or for them to even speak to each other.

"All right, but under certain conditions."

"What?"

"We play under my rules."

"What? Again? Why can't you just play against me normally?"

"I don't have to play you."

Katsuya's eyes narrowed slightly. "Man, I hate you so much." He shuffled over on the bench so that he was sitting right next to Seto and leaned closer to him so that their noses were mere inches apart. Seto instinctively backed up but only met the back of the park bench.

"What are you doing?" Yes, the park did seem hotter.

"There's something on your hair." Katsuya fiddled with the tips of Seto's wig and grinned.

Seto was silent. He wasn't sure what was happening but knew he wasn't dreaming.

Katsuya leaned back and waved a hand in front of the dumbstruck Seto. "Hello? Earth to Rich Boy tsssh, do you read me? tsssh."

Seto stared at Katsuya, initially looking slightly puzzled before a smile formed on his face. It was a regular Kaiba-smile with the slight smugness. "Negative." What was bonkotsu up to? Revenge for last time? He was amused.

Katsuya's grin grew. "So what are these rules I have to follow?"

"You'll have to wait and see." Seto smirked.

"I'm not sure if I like that look on your face."

"Do you want to go home now?" It was 15 minutes before 10:00pm on his watch.

"Yeah. I have work tomorrow." He stretched as he got up. "By the way, I had fun today. Thanks—for the meal."

Inside, Seto felt pleased.

"You don't have to drive me home. I can walk home from here."

"Are you sure? Don't you sleep around this time?"

"Well, it's not exactly 'on the way' for you to drive me."

"Get in the car." Seto opened the car door for him and Katsuya complied.

Katsuya's father was waiting for Katsuya's return and was peering outside his apartment window from behind the curtains. Katsuya didn't notice this but Seto did and it brought an idea to his head.

"Well, thanks for taking me home." He undid his seatbelt.

"Don't move."

"What?"

Seto took off his own seatbelt, reached over Katsuya and pulled the lever that controlled the angle of the backrest while pushing Katsuya against the back of his seat.

"Whoa! What are you doing?" Katsuya tried to get up but Seto's hands were pinning him down on the seat.

"Be quiet." Seto smirked and hovered over Katsuya.

Katsuya was glad it was dark or Seto would have notice the flush on his cheeks. What the hell was going on?

Seto didn't do anything though; he only hovered over him like the time they were outside YamamotoCorp. He soon returned to his seat and wore his seatbelt again.

"What was that about?"

"I was giving your father something to ponder about." Seto grinned and pushed open the car door for Katsuya. "Good night, Bonkotsu."

The fuck? Katsuya groaned. He didn't want to face his father now. "Good night, Jackass."

Seto watched Katsuya enter the apartment before taking the photo they took at the restaurant out from his pocket. He looked at it and frowned. The photo was swapped! It was the photo Katsuya originally gave him out of the two they took. There was even a little note in his pocket. 'Sucker!'

"When did he?-That little thief."

He smiled at the picture even though it wasn't the one where Katsuya was blushing.

Sneaky puppy.

"Come in."

"Vice President!" A forty-year-old man holding a binder hurried into Mokuba's office, looking slightly frantic and pale.

"What's wrong?"

"We just confirmed Kowri's new project. They're planning on making a game based on ancient Egypt. It's similar to our project Atem in our withheld list."

"It could be just a coincidence…"

"Well the project name is the same, Sir."

"What else did you find?" His tone was serious.

"There are a few other suspicious projects going on at Kowri, AlphaGamma, YamamotoCorp, etcetera which have similarities to the ones in our data bank. However it is hard to say if they really are copies since they were never released anywhere. The President has not gone through them yet due to his absence so they only reside within our database."

"All the gaming companies in Japan?" Mokuba's eyes widened.

"The only companies that may not have copied from us are Denz and Eimei."

"Is it only the projects that have not been reviewed by the president that are being copied?" Mokuba could tell that he and probably the other associates who knew about this problem were worried about their future and Kaiba Corporation's future.

"Mostly." The man looked hesitant.

"What's wrong?"

"May I suggest something?"

"Of course, Kakihara." If his big brother were with them at the moment, he would have snapped and responded with 'what do you think I pay you for?' to Kakihara's question. Many employees who haven't been working for him long enough really have fear beat into them with his temper.

"It's possible that we might have an internal spy or a traitor." Kakihara's grip on the binder tightened.

"Is that what the binder is?"

Kakihara nodded and placed the binder on Mokuba's desk. "They are records of our newer employees. It might not be them but it seemed like a place to start the investigation."

Mokuba sighed. He didn't think it was an internal thing but there was no reason for Kakihara to think so nor was there a reason to eliminate that possibility. He really hoped it wasn't something internal. "I will go through them later but I doubt I will find anything. Anyways, thank you, Kakihara."

"It's my pleasure, Vice President."

Knock knock.

"Come in."

Kakihara bowed and excused himself before leaving Mokuba's office as Isono entered the room.

"Vice President." Isono bowed.

"Do you have information on Eimei?"

"No, Sir. We haven't been able to find anything new lately but they are still the most likely suspects."

"What is it then?" He hoped it was good news this time.

"There seems to be a problem with our project database." Isono looked troubled, unsure how he should break the news to the younger Kaiba. This made Mokuba worry.

"What's wrong with it?"

"We didn't notice this before since it was subtle but it has come to a point where it has started to cause confusion between the departments. It seems that our database has been sabotaged—corrupt files, missing information and the like."

"WHAT?" Mokuba stood up abruptly. "No…" This had never happened to him before. He was always able to run the company smoothly even when Seto was absent so why? What was going on? Had he failed his brother? "No…" he said it again but more softly.

All project ideas and research were stored in that database. Kaiba Corporation was a big company so they relied on the network to communicate effectively between different branches and departments. Seto was the final word for everything but new project ideas were always made from different departments. Whenever a project idea was made, the proposal was saved onto the database for other departments to review. If a project was agreed upon by the higher-ups in the company, it would reach Seto's desk for his approval. Of course Seto could go through the database any time himself if he wished to find a project that he may have interest in even if it never reached his desk.

"Isono, we're going to run a check up on the entire system now. Tell the departments. We have a backup on everything so it can be saved but even so, we have to sort this thing out. Find out how this happened!"

They had to. If Seto found out that they let this happen during his absence they would have hell to pay. Mokuba fell back onto his seat.

"Yes, Vice President!" Isono exclaimed.

"Wait, Isono."

"Yes, Vice President?"

"Have you heard anything about the other companies copying our ideas from our database?"

"Yes. Because of our plan for the Kaiba Duel console, the video game developing team had been releasing a lot of project ideas. The newer proposals mostly consisted of these which were coincidently the ideas likely being mimicked by other companies. Again coincidently, all the gaming companies who had activities of copying lately are game developing companies. Of course the most important point: Eimei and Denz are exceptions to this phenomenon."

"Please lock up our entire system and disconnect the VPN."

"But, Vice President that would block connection to other-"

"Just do it. We're not communicating with outside branches or letting anyone in until we clean up our system. It's only going to cause more confusion anyways."

"Yes, Vice President." Isono bowed before rushing off with the message.

"Oh, Big Brother…"

Notes: Wow this chapter is short. I thought chapter 8 was short but this one is shorter. Anyways I hope you liked this chapter.

Thank you Sunshine Melodi for helping out with the restaurant design.

Thanks to everyone who left reviews for the last chapter! I never did a 'reply to anonymous' before but I saw some other people do it and it seemed like a neat idea. So…

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