🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

Ignoring the cock-a-doodle-doo:

—Maybe the face, but not the manner of speech. —the nerd was slightly confused. —In any case, Linshi recognized you from the photo, and we can track the mark of the Black Knight on you anyway.

—Besides, she doesn't want to work with me, and I don't want to work with her either. You can hear it yourselves. I didn't do anything to her, but just my presence causes an eruption from the sewer grate she calls a mouth, —he sighs. —Asmidul, you said? Beautiful name. Let me tell you this, Asmidul: ever since I had the "pleasure" of meeting her, my whole life has gone downhill —right from the day she tricked me into giving her my photo, —he rubs his neck absentmindedly. —And what's more, I don't remember telling her my name. I don't think she is who she claims to be. At least you look like a sane person, so let me ask you to give me just one reason why I should believe all this and not end it here and now, —his hand moved closer to the stained katana, but not aggressively. —Don't get me wrong — lately, I've had a major crisis of trust, both with strangers and with people I know.