I took a good look at my dossiers, and only one of the extraspecies caught my eye. One they listed as "Dangerous: Remove Immediately". Only the species and an address was listed on it for some reason, and that got me interested. So we took a van and went on our way. I had to scold Bolt numerous times not to stick her head out the window. Only fifteen minutes into the trip I had to close the window on her side and disable her ability to open it. Kobolds really did come in multiple varieties, some were like wolves, and some were like dogs. Bolt was unfortunately like a dog, which meant I would likely need to keep her on a leash while we were there too.
Our prospect was an Arachne, but I didn't understand why she was listed as dangerous if they're in the Exchange Program. All I could do was review how we're supposed to recruit in the field against recruiting in the office. We had a long drive to where we were going, so it was all I could do besides listen to the radio as I drove. I also learned that Bolt had a pretty nice singing voice as she sang along to the songs of the radio. We'd left at six o'clock sharp, and we finally arrived at roughly 1:25pm. The address brought us to a very old and rundown house in the middle of a forest. I knocked on the door, but got no answer. I knocked again, and still nothing. I figured she was out or something, but when the hairs on the back of my neck stood up I tackled Bolt down narrowly evading something crashing into the door from behind.
I quickly took aim to see dust obscuring my target. To Bolt's dismay, I grabbed her and rolled to the side evading another blind lunge from our attacker. This time I aimed at their possible location and fired. My knockout round had hit the shoulder of a Large Breed Arachne with crimson fur, a large bust, and long crimson hair. She wore a pitch black gown-like outfit and an eyepatch on her top left eye. She didn't seem the least bit phased by my shot either.
"They're underestimating me… sending just two people to extract and deport me? I'm disappointed…" she grinned.
"Actually, I'm here to recruit you for MON's seventh response team." I told her.
"Lies!" she roared lunging at me.
With Bolt still dizzy from my tackle and roll, I dropped my gun and locked hands with her ignoring her claws piercing the backs of my hands. She was very strong, just like rumors of her breed say, but I was just barely able to redirect where her advance was going. She laughed as she kicked me through a wall and I saw Bolt leap on her back making her thrash about trying to get her off as Bolt bit her shoulder. Bolt continued hitting her with her teeth latched onto her shoulder, until she smashed herself into the side of the van to get her off. She charged me again and speared me to the back wall of the house.
"Pathetic… you two think you're enough?!" she laughed as she continued punching my gut.
I got sick of her mouth and with a quick move slipped under her and dislocated one of her legs. I'm not strong enough to break her bones, but damn if I can't dislocate some. She was slowed down a bit, but it didn't diminish her fighting spirit. I was now able to dodge smoothly. She eventually punched a support beam making it cave in and a ton of webs came falling down on her along with a Small Breed Arachne with blue hair. She thrashed about trying to get the webs off, but only managed to get herself tied up and unable to swing her arms anymore.
"Muri! Your webs could not have worse timing than right now!" she barked at the smaller Arachne.
"S-Sorry… you said to practice my web skills so I could be like the bigger breeds… so I did it upstairs…" the small one cried.
I'd forgotten about the smaller breed of Arachne. They usually only use their webs when falling, which makes their strength and resilience higher than the highest quality steel beams in the market today. Lucky us that she tried to be like a normal breed, because my gun was still outside.
"Hey there. Sorry about the mess, but maybe you'll listen to what I have to say. You see, we want to recruit her to be part of our response team, but she thinks we're here to deport her." I told the one named Muri.
"You… aren't here to deport us?" she asked nervously.
"Don't listen to his lies, Muri!" the larger one barked still trying to get free.
"I'm not going to deport you. I have the dossier on your friend in the van. So I can promise you that I'm not here to deport you. No tricks, no lies." I told her with a smile.
"You mean it? Pinky promise?" she asked coming close to me extending her pinky.
"Pinky promise." I replied shaking pinkies with her.
Bolt and I had to work together to get her in the van, keeping the webs on her so she couldn't cause trouble in the back. Boy did she struggle though. I made sure Muri was nice and secure in the back before fixing the Bolt-shaped dent in the side. Only then did I let Bolt treat the bloody indents she made in my hands. Then it was a very… very long trip back to HQ. It was worse than on the way because the larger Arachne wouldn't stop barking profanities at us. Around halfway back the knockout round I shot her with earlier finally kicked in giving some peace and quiet.
"You aren't tricking us like that lady with black hair, are you…?" Muri asked nervously.
"I'm a lot of things… but I'm not a liar when it comes to the important stuff." I told her.
When we arrived at HQ, Smith and her group were at the doors looking extremely worried. When I let Muri out of the back they rushed to us and were shocked to see the larger Arachne in the back. Smith actually fell to her knees looking extremely relieved.
"I thought I'd sent you to your deaths…" Smith sighed.
"Why?" I asked.
"There was a mix-up in the dossiers… you were given members of a list of deportees who were continually giving us trouble…" Smith replied.
"You promised…" Muri whimpered.
"I don't like breaking promises either. Smith-san, I promised Muri that we weren't going to deport either of them and I was recruiting her friend there." I spoke.
"You're going to recruit her? She's put a ton of us in critical condition when we first brought them here." Manako asked in a concerned voice.
"I'm an ex-Demonic Fang member, a known 'terrorist' group, and I was given a second chance. What excludes her from the same service that you couldn't use to justify jailing me right now?" I asked, and Bolt smiled a bit as she stared at me.
"You're the one who made the promise… so the paperwork's all yours!" Smith spoke handing me a vanilla envelope containing application papers with a big smile on her face.
"Eh?" was all I could say.
"Don't forget to put your signature on each line that requires it, and also get her signature so both parties are consenting. I'll let you handle the homestay work for the little one too. I'll report to the top brass that you're both safe and sound, so see ya after everything's settled." Smith spoke before promptly taking her team and leaving.
The large Arachne eventually came to and began growling. Muri climbed up onto her shoulders making her slightly calm down.
"First, I'm Agent Satogami. This is Agent Bolt." I told her.
"Come on, tell them your name… they aren't bad people." Muri urged her.
"I'm Terra Tula… she's my little sister, Muri Tula…" she growled.
"You're two different Arachne breeds though." Bolt asked.
"We're half-sisters. Her mommy passed away, but then our daddy met my mommy… I was born a year after their wedding." Muri added.
"I see. I don't want to see you two separated… so I'll be your host for a homestay too. That sound square?" I asked.
"Y-You won't make me leave my sister?" Muri asked looking hopeful.
"Yeah. We can't ask you to join the squad because of your age, but at the very least your sister will be able to keep an eye on you." I told her with a smile.
"Tch… bend my arm further why don't you…" Terra growled.
"Next, we'll need to get your blood type and get a list of your actual skills. So we're going to free you from the webs, okay?" I asked.
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't pummel you as soon as you do?" she growled at me.
"Please, sis? We don't have to be fugitives anymore…" Muri pleaded with her, and she inevitably broke.
"Only… because it's in your best interests… and my leg still hurts…" Terra groaned.
The paperwork went over smoothly enough, but I was quickly reprimanded when I reported how we took her down. I forgot that we aren't allowed to touch the extraspecies due to the exchange bill, and that's the purpose of our extraspecies partners. Bolt wasn't in any condition, and I wasn't about to drug her up with knockout rounds. Going by previous attempts, the pistol type shots don't work as effectively on larger extraspecies as they'd like to have civilians believe. So while I was in big trouble for it, they inevitably let it go because they could cross off a name from the highly dangerous fugitive list. When it came to moving the two in, they had to remodel more of the house due to Terra's lower body width. So we now had double-doors for front doors instead of a single door. That also means larger hallways and steps going upstairs. To be honest I felt like the house was a really abstract highway now.
I had to get Terra a boot for her injured leg too, at which point she tried to kick me several times while I put it on her. She hated walking with it, but it was necessary for her leg to heal properly. Any time we passed in the house she'd take a swing at me too, which was always easy enough to dodge. The only time she didn't try anything was when Muri was present. She seemed to really like the living accommodations made for her, and like Bolt she appreciated my cooking as well. Even Terra begrudgingly admitted that my cooking "wasn't half bad". Smith had me turn in routine reports about her behavior though, in which I chose to lie about her taking swings at me. She'd eventually simmer down, probably. One day after my report, she had me stay a little longer…
"You remember Mr. Darling, yes? Well, as luck would have it, it's time to see them again, but I'm swamped yet again this month. Can you go see them for me? They seemed to really enjoy your etiquette." Smith asked me.
"Seriously?" I asked.
"Your coworkers are currently out trying to recruit from other countries, so they won't be back for a little while. I'm your senior agent, so can you do me this solid?" she pleaded.
"Fine…" I sighed.
This time Bolt had a final exam at her training facility, so it'd have to be Terra I took with me. Due to normal tranqs not performing well on her I had special "super knockout rounds" made, just in case I needed to drop her in a pinch. I hoped that I wouldn't need to use them, but I had them loaded just in case. She was at least kind enough not to distract me while I drove the van. We soon arrived at Kimihito's house. I rang the doorbell and a seemingly bigger racket sounded this time.
"Coming…" Kimihito's voice spoke in a pained tone.
When he opened the door he looked to be a little battered, but he was smiling nonetheless. I kind of felt bad for the guy.
"Satogami-san… welcome…" he greeted me.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Just… tripped down some stairs…" he replied sheepishly.
Inside there was a busted wheelchair, evident horseshoe marks, and the floor was a bit wet. In the living room Centorea, Mero, and Suu were sitting nervously trying to act natural. It was painfully obvious that Suu accidentally caused them to slide down the stairs. I made sure they weren't hurt as Kimihito called down the rest of his charges, asking they be careful of Suu's slime slick. It was all fine until Rachnera entered and immediately froze up upon seeing Terra.
"Rachnera? Is something wrong?" Kimihito asked.
"N-Nothing…" she spoke nervously making her way past Terra, who eyeballed her like prey.
The entire time Terra continued to stare at Rachnera like a hungry predator. When she went to the restroom I swore she was going to pounce at her. Luckily she didn't, but I had my eye on her. I decided to take the initiative…
"Rachnera-san. Does her breed bother you?" I asked.
"Bother… is a little off the mark. I'm scared, more or less. Large Breed Arachne tend to be violent, and are often short tempered around other Arachne. The slightest annoyance could cause them to want to pummel you into putty." she replied with a sigh.
"You aren't wrong about the violent part. I've got extra potent knockout shots in case she tries anything though, so try to relax a little." I assured her.
The rest of the visit was still tense, but at the very least she didn't try anything. After a solid hour it was time to go report to Smith. On the drive back though, I noticed that Terra looked a little down. I feared that she'd overheard what I said.
"Am I that scary?" Terra asked.
"Pardon?" I asked back.
"I know that I tower over her, and that I'm not exactly the smallest Arachne… and that my gaze can sometimes be confused for a hungry stare… but I was trying to behave myself…" Terra sighed, which immediately stung me for make that exact mistake.
"Well, I guess it just takes getting used to. Large Breeds aren't typically seen that often right? People are used to the other three breeds." I told her.
"I guess… doesn't help that I've already got a record." she sighed.
"Welcome to the club." I chuckled.
"What have you done?" Terra asked.
"Well… I'm sure you've heard of the Demonic Fang. I used to be a member of the group. I shot people, I blew up buildings, I assaulted MON operatives… and I've even kidnapped a few people. You could say I'm a bad man…" I replied trying to smile.
"My crimes sound petty compared to that. Maybe I have a chance at a normal life after all." Terra chuckled with a smile.
"Gee thanks!" I joked, and that actually got her to laugh.
I guessed that it'd been a while since the last time she laughed, but she really got a belt out of it. After my report, Terra seemed a bit less hostile toward Bolt. That also caused Muri to be a little less skittish. She stopped fleeing at the sight of me or Bolt approaching, at the very least, even if she knew we meant no harm and were nice enough. I just wish she wouldn't peer over the arm of the couch at me like she's observing prey.
Eventually the day I had to make my first shopping trip came. Bolt was busy sleeping and Terra didn't want to go outside. So I thought I may as well invite Muri along. I knocked on her door and she told me to wait a minute in a panicked voice. She then answered the door.
"Y-Yes?" Muri asked nervously.
"I'm going shopping in town. Would you like to come along?" I asked with a smile.
"I-Is that okay?" Muri asked.
"Sure it is. Today's my day off too, so I'll also be stopping to pick up some clothes that won't roast me alive when summer rolls around." I replied.
"T-Then I'd like to go…" Muri replied, and when we got outside I held her hand.
The walk to market was pretty nice. There was a gentle breeze blowing, and it was overall just a beautiful morning. The shopping went nicely without incident. I even decided to treat Muri to a slightly early lunch. She'd never had a burger or fries before, but after that meal she seemed to like them very much. I had to be very careful that her order came with juice and not soda though. I did not want to be in trouble for giving a minor alcohol, because spiders get drunk from caffeine. On the way to the exit of the food court though, she was a bit fidgety so I knelt down to her.
"You okay?" I asked.
"I-I have to go…" Muri whimpered, so I hurried to get her to the restroom.
While I waited for her to finish, a very unexpected acquaintance showed up. It was one of my pals from Demonic Fang… Shoh, a Lizardfolk. He was dressed in his usual getup: black dress shoes, blue slacks, and a short-sleeved button-up shirt with sunshades. He had a particular grin on his face as he approached me.
"Didn't take you to be a suit, Ryuji-kun." Shoh greeted me.
"You and I both know I hate MON suits as much as anyone else." I growled at him.
"Hey now, I'm here out of concern for a pal of mine, not an operative… today at least. So my scouts tell me you're making quite the harem…" he teased, and I stole his shades.
"Cut the shit." I growled.
"To the point as always. Listen, the higher ups aren't too happy that you've swapped sides on us. Sure they saved your life and all, but working for 'em?" Shoh told me.
"I'm not switching sides. I'm changing MON from the inside out, at least that's the plan anyway." I told him.
"Oh… so you're pulling a double agent angle… finding their weaknesses from within…" Shoh chuckled.
"I'm not finding their weaknesses, I'm changing their views. If they see how much better our way of treating them is, there's no way they won't change their act." I explained.
"Oh, so you're trying to convert them… you're way more devious than the top guys give you credit for." Shoh chuckled taking his shades back.
"Is that all you came for?" I asked.
"Eh, for today. Glad to see you're alive, at least. I'll let the top brass know what your intentions are… might get 'em to take their snipers off ya, at least for a little while. See ya around, buddy." Shoh told me before leaving.
"Does MON treat some of us badly…?" Muri squeaked as she left the bathroom nervously… which meant she'd overheard.
"They force human culture on them, telling them that their way is completely wrong and they should abandon it for a human lifestyle. Demonic Fang is against that, and in recent years has taken to an extremist, and even sometimes terroristic, approach due to MON not listening to us. It's okay though, I'm not going to do any of that crap. I've been given a chance to settle our differences with peaceful means… so I'm going to see it through to the end." I told her.
"Y-You mean it…? You aren't a bad man anymore…?" she asked nervously.
"Yes. I'm not a bad man anymore. No explosives, no guns, no kidnapping, no threats…" I replied with a smile, and she leapt onto the back of my shoulders using her front-most legs to hold on. I guess that meant she trusts me.
She rode my shoulders the entire way home. She was light, so I didn't mind it. When we got in the door Bolt rushed me complaining that she wanted to go. I could tell it was because we walked though. Terra smiled seeing how friendly Muri was being with me. I guess her fear was that Muri wouldn't be able to get used to humans. She liked me well enough though.
Then it occurred to me that when I was performing my main task of forming a team, I wouldn't be able to watch Muri here at home. So I began to look for possible sitters. Of course, that was when my reputation began to cripple my options. One day though, the doorbell rang and I opened it to find Kimihito along with Rachnera there.
"We found your flier looking for someone to look after her." he greeted me.
"Well, come on in." I smiled inviting them in.
It took some coaxing, but I managed to get Muri to come out of hiding. She was glued to my shoulders though. I appeared to be her pillar of confidence.
"Muri, this is Kurusu Kimihito-san and Rachnera Arachnera-san. They're good people." I told Muri.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Kimihito greeted Muri.
"So you have both a Small Breed and a Large Breed. Judging by her size, she's only about nine or ten years old…" Rachnera guessed looking Muri over.
"I'm glad someone came… I really need to finish building my team. Smith's been down my throat about it…" I sighed with relief.
"She's making you take on more as time goes by?" Kurusu asked.
"In a way, I guess she is…" I sighed, and he took my hand.
"I understand your pain, but you'll be able to get through it. Once the tension between housemates settles everything will be better I swear." Kurusu told me with tears streaming down his face.
With that out of the way, I could focus more on the dossiers. Muri seemed okay with another Arachne around at least, since both Bolt and Terra have to be at the office with me. I felt bad for Bolt though, she really seems to hate being cooped inside, but I have paperwork to do, reports to fill out and send in… and to be honest I'd have liked to be doing anything but. When lunch rolled around I let Bolt out to run around the interior courtyard while Terra and I hit the food court. She joined us about ten minutes after we'd sat down. We were soon joined by Hajime and his partner. He looked really worn out for some reason.
"Satogami-kun… I see you've had more luck than me at building a team." Hajime greeted me.
"What? Your dossiers suck?" I asked.
"In a bad way… none of them match my vision for the ideal team." he sighed.
"Just tell him you wanna compare dossiers." his partner scolded.
After lunch we went back to my office to see if any matched what he wanted. I got a look at his dossiers as well. He had one for an Elder Devil… experienced with weaponry of all forms it seemed. I looked more into her details, and apparently she's known for building unique weaponry that by the normal laws of physics shouldn't work but they do anyway. Strangely enough for an Elder Devil, seduction wasn't listed in her skills. That got me curious… but we'd have to fly to Romania to meet her, recruit her, and then bring her here to finalize the process.
"This one! A Nurse Slime… endless love to give, slimy touch that brings only healing, and a positive can-do attitude… she's perfect for my team!" Hajime cried holding one of the dossiers.
"Okay. I'm swiping this one then." I told him.
"You're a pal, Satogami-kun! I won't forget this favor!" Hajime told me before leaving with a wide grin on his face.
With the new dossier in hand, I quite easily convinced Kimihito to let Muri stay at his place while we went to Romania. That flight also taught me that Bolt does not do well with jets. Other than the sound of Bolt losing her guts every few minutes, the inside of the jet was nice, and it was private too so I had no annoying wait in line or buying tickets to deal with. A smooth ten hours and we arrived at the airport. Bolt was very glad to be off the jet. On the opposite, Terra had developed a like for flying. The drive to the nearby town was a bit bumpy, but Bolt got to enjoy the breeze since the vehicle was open top. There a liaison met up with us.
"So you're the sad sap that took up Alexandra's dossier…" the liaison sighed.
"Contain your enthusiasm, you might scare people…" I commented.
"Very funny. I'm gonna make this quick. Alexandra is up in that castle on the cliff there. Agents have tried to recruit her before, but they don't make it past the foyer. Apparently she's booby-trapped the entire castle with puzzles and traps." the liaison explained pointing to the very vague shape in the distance.
"So she's gonna mess with our heads…?" Bolt asked nervously.
"Relax. I'm good at puzzles." I assured Bolt, which seemed to ease her nerves a bit.
We took the vehicle up the dirt road taking roughly an hour to reach the castle. Evening was rolling around, so I made sure we all had flashlights and radios in case we got separated inside. The gate opened easily enough, but the foyer seemed to be a box with stairs going to the upper level of the wall. I failed to see how this was a puzzle.
"No doors… should I bust down some walls?" Terra asked.
"Not a smart idea. You could get hurt doing that, plus this place is old so any damage could cause a chain reaction of bad things to happen." I told her as I began walking to examine the walls giving a knock here and there. I stopped when I got a weird sound. I gave a few more to be sure of what I heard.
"Anything?" Bolt asked.
"Like I said, not a puzzle. She bricked up where the halls are supposed to be. Terra, punch this wall." I ordered placing my hand where I wanted her to punch.
In a single punch she knocked in the bricks revealing a hallway. Then a strange noise not unlike a PA system began scratching before clicking.
"Not bad, you're the first ones to figure it out." a woman's voice congratulated us.
"Are you Alexandra?" I asked, but got no response.
So we began heading inward and found one path littered with bear traps. The liaison had literally meant it when she said the halls had traps. Using my shoe I set one off, and continually used the first trap I set off the make the other ones go off as well. Once it was safe I signaled the girls to follow. The majority of the traps were basically testing if you were paying attention to where you were going. They were pathetically easy to disarm too. At where the doors of the audience hall should have been, there was poorly placed brick. I had Terra punch through, and we were greeted by the audience hall… turned into a messier than hell bedroom. Sitting in black lingerie with a computer in her lap was our target. Alexandra had long bleach white hair messily held up with a clothespin and ghostly pale skin. Her horns were red and protruded from the sides of her head going forward crowning her face. She also had glasses on and looked like she needed sleep.
"Are you Alexandra?" I asked and she looked over, took a moment to register us, and flipped out screaming.
"Y-Y-You people! How dare you break into a lady's room?!" she barked at us.
"Says the one registered in MON's system and should be expecting recruiters… so what's up with the traps?" I asked.
"To keep people AWAY! It's a pain in the ass to set up networks for companies when I keep getting interrupted by unwanted visitors!" Alexandra roared.
"So you ignore a business opportunity for something other than networking…?" Bolt asked.
"You'll be paid more than your current job if you come be on my response team. You won't have deadlines with me either." I told her.
"Really? No deadlines?" she asked skeptically.
"Maybe not totally free of them, but you won't have ridiculously close ones put on you." I replied.
"What'll be my work hours…?" she asked.
"Same as mine, since I'm team leader." I replied, and she got right up in my face.
"How can I trust you?" she asked.
"You'll have to take my word for it." I replied, and she scoffed at me.
"I refuse without proof that you aren't gipping me." Alexandra spoke with a huff.
"What do you consider proof?" I asked.
"Proper paperwork." she replied, which meant she'd have to be back in Japan to see that proof.
"Will you go with us to Japan to see the proof you want? I don't have it with us." I asked her.
"I refuse. No proof, no deal. You suits are all the same, trying to contract me without letting me read the fine print." she scoffed crossing her arms… and that pissed me off.
"Girls… guard the doors… not a word about what you're about to see to HQ…" I told the girls as I cracked my knuckles.
"What about the no-touch rule?" Bolt asked.
"We didn't see anything." Terra spoke with a grin.
"T-Terra-chan?!" Bolt exclaimed in shock.
"W-What are you gonna do to me…?" Alexandra asked looking afraid.
"Just a little thing the Demonic Fang liked to call… 'attitude adjustment'." I replied walking toward her.
It was dawn when we got back on the jet at the airport. Alexandra, who we dressed in sweat pants and a hoodie so she'd be somewhat decent, hadn't quite recovered from the effects of her attitude adjustment, but was compliant enough to get on the jet without a problem. So once her luggage was loaded, we were able to get on our way back to Japan. Bolt was shaking a bit, which led me to believe she was afraid of getting an attitude adjustment if she stepped out of line. In fact, her fear took her mind off of her air sickness. I had to pet her behind the ears to calm her down a bit, sort of letting her know I didn't have any intention of doing that to her. Terra was still giggling… making me believe that she's a sadist.
By the time we landed Alexandra had recovered and was barking right in my ear about how I was technically kidnapping and would see her in court and all that jazz… luckily she stopped when I brought up the fact she agreed to go with us and I had it recorded, even if she was under the influence of the attitude adjustment at the time. Smith was pretty impressed that I'd managed to make the "Shut-In Devil" come out of her castle. Just as I asked, the girls kept quiet about my method of making her cooperate, and it was Alexandra's word against hers. She couldn't argue with the pay either. So while she did despise me at the moment, she had no choice but to agree. My home was modified yet again, and she moved in. The fun part would be introducing Muri to her.
"Muri, this is Alexandra. She's one of my new teammates." I told her, and she squeezed my hand as she stared at her.
"H-Hello…" Muri spoke nervously.
"Don't trip over my network cables, I need to transfer my data to the new network that's here." Alexandra told her before walking off.
Overall I felt that it went well. Of course, like the shut-in she is, Alexandra didn't leave her room except for when it was time to eat. I just wish she didn't wear just a hoodie over her underwear around the house. I didn't want her to set a bad example for Muri. Dear god, is this what being a parent is like? I'm very concerned about Muri growing up properly. With how attached she was now despite the small amount of time we'd been together, I guess she did sort of see me as a parental figure. Of course, that thought immediately made me feel old even though I'm only nineteen. I would just have to focus on finding the last member to my team. One more, and I'd have my team of five including myself. Then it occurred to me… why would Alexandra need network cables?
I went to her room hearing mechanical noises. Upon opening the door, I saw a weird machine putting together weaponry. Alexandra was laughing psychotically as it worked. She was obviously using some kind of network to accomplish these algorithms in record time. I now knew why her second nickname was "weapon maniac". I closed the door, and just hoped she wouldn't accidentally make a bomb and blow up the house.
End Chapter 2