Chapter 3

Hange's letter worked like magic. It opened every door for her. She was even able to secure an audience with the Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister had lost an arm in the war. Years of life in the military and then in the politics had taken its toll on him. His blonde hair was almost completely white and his face was rugged with lines of hardship.

Overall, the fearsome warrior who brought the downfall of the Titans and old regime and rebuilt the state from scratch turned out be a quiet gentle old man with heart warming smiles. But that was not what surprised her.

What truly surprised her was that she did not see Armin! Ever since the nice lady at the Scout Legion told her that Armin had quit the military, she had dreamed about this moment. When she would find him standing by the side of his old mentor and long-time lover, holding the only hand he had left, and acting as the right arm for him, exactly as he had promised when he proclaimed his undying love for the older man.

No. Armin was not there. She made sure she peeked into every room of the Prime Minister's administrative quarter. It made the freckle faced lady who escorted her in very suspicious. She asked Tory if she needed to take a leak and then kindly showed her where the bathroom was.

Poor Tory was never so embarrassed and it took her a whole twenty minutes to recollect her calmness. She did take her time and check about tell-tale signs of any weird activities around the toilets. Nothing suspicious came up. She also dug into all the trash cans for used condoms. None found.

What a pity! A condom used by Commander Erwin in an intimate moment with his beloved Armin. Do they know how much money it could reek in on the black market? No. She would never sell it. She would hold it up high in her hands with all the other fans crawling at her feet and worshiping her like a goddess. That would be her moment. Her moment for life.

The interview itself was boring. Just like she had expected. The prime minister might have promised Hange to answer her questions. But he surely did not promise the truth. Here was a sample of his typical answers-ambiguous and diplomatic as anyone would expect from a long-time politician.

'How long were you and the Corporal lovers?'

'No. Never.'

To a question starting with the words 'how long', most people would answer, two days, a year, 20 summers, something like that, right? What type of answer was 'Never'? That was so political.

'Was he very feisty in bed?'

'That question you should ask his wife. I am sure she will be more than glad to oblige you with an answer. Just as she has promised. In fact, you might even get her to share some details with you. That woman. A true Aberrant.' The Prime Minister chuckled.

Tory quickly translated the Prime Minister's words into the language she and her fellow fans could understand.

'Eren does not mind talking about his love life with the Heichou. In fact he loves bragging about how great the Heichou is in bed. Their sex life is very feisty and aberrant. Eren often has to resort to his abilities as a titan. The BDSM stuff.'

'When did you first take Armin as a lover?'

'Armin is not gay, and neither am I.'

Politicians. They were so good at lying. They could look at your eyes and repeat, 'I have never had sex with that man', again and again. Too bad she did not find any used condoms in the bathroom. Nothing to flash right into their faces.

'Is it true that Armin's skin is as smooth as the back of a newborn baby?' A trick question. She was sure that she would get him.

'I don't know. You have to ask his ex-girlfriends, or better, why not just become his girlfriend, and you will know by first hand?'

Creepy old man. As if she would fall for a trap like that?

The last but not the least question.

'Which is your favorite? Boxer or brief?'

That question almost made the old man chuckle. 'I am a wrinkled up old man. Sixty years old. I am sure none of your readers would want to know about it. Even if they do want, my old wife would give me a hard time if I ever answered that question in public.'

Ha! Gotcha! Armin did not like it, right? Tory quickly jotted down the following words in her notebook:

Erwin's love name for Armin-my old wife. Preference of underwear. Unknown. Armin does not like people to know about it. Could it be that he secretly have Erwin wear panties all the time? Possibly. If so, what style? I would vote for leopard spots. It goes well with the color of the Commander's hair and symbolizes his virility that Armin loves to enjoy.