A Pact Between Parents
They had been in Sin for well over a fortnight at this point, with dinners and plays filling up much of their time which was otherwise occupied by dignities who pestered Kon about his past constantly asking for details that he held in high reserve. Hirota had been more lenient in revealing Kon’s history but in their ongoing discussions was restraint far more than he had anticipated, not that he had much control still tethered to his chair within their mind of minds. Just as he had grown bored of listening to the droning affairs of foreign politics, Hirota’s interest began to dwindle as their shared attention shifted to the workers that kept the embassy they were residing in functioning. Excusing themselves from the drunkards who surrounded them, using the restroom despite his robotic body. With two quick turns and a bit of flair, the sharply dressed machia transformed into Hirota’s true form and felt free from the prying eyes of the embassy guard, Hirota began to harass the workers seeking a means to escape the glorified prison they were now held within.
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