Chapter 7: The Prelude

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Lisbeth P.O.V

(One Hour Before)

I let out a satisfied groan as I lifted up my arms to stretch them. Busy hour was finally over and the last of my orders and repair requests are done, now I can relax a bit. Smiling, I lowered my arms before swiping my right hand down to bring down my menu.

Needed to check my inventory to see what items I was running low on or already ran out of. Needed to restock before evening so I can make repairs or take requests... I found myself frowning as I stared at my inventory.

There were so many items still left... and I know why that's the case. I looked away from my menu to look around to see if "they" were nearby, but they weren't. As a matter of a fact, I haven't seen them in a long while, not since what happened on Floor Twenty-Five. I heard all about that disaster and the number of Clearers that died.

But after that day... I haven't seen him once. Before I would feel dread if I even heard a whisper from him as it would be followed by an unreasonable amount of orders and repairs, but he's been rather... nice? I think I would call it that.

Normally, he used to just place his orders and repairs, go sit somewhere nearby or leave until I was finished. Hell, that was the only reason why he sent me a Friend Request. Just so that I could tell him that his order was done or to better find me. But ever since we reached and beat Floor Ten, he acted... weird.

It actually caught me off-guard when it first happened. After he made his repair request, he... asked how I was doing. Like... what the fuck? I think I just looked around in confusion because I could not believe that he, of all people, would ask me that. It's HIM. The most antisocial person, the person who has no emotions (from what I can tell) or express emotions, the guy who was crazy enough to solo a boss and come out on top, the player who could have cared less about others, the person almost everyone feared or hated! ...asked me how I was doing.

And my dumbass responded with "Uh... the hell did you just say?"

Ugh! I still feel so embarrassed just thinking about it and I know damn well that he was judging me with those cold, beautiful golden eyes- ah, no, no, no, get your head out of the clouds, Liz!

... though, I don't exactly hate this side of him. At first, I thought he was just asking to kill time. That was until after several more of these "normal" chats, he would ask me about things that had previously happened. Like when he asked if that group of male players was still stalking me. I had honestly thought that he had forgotten everything that I told him, but he actually listened.

I even went to that Info Broker to see what had happened to those male players, only to learn that he had apparently gone to have a little "chat" with them after our conversation.

That guy... I wonder how's he doing?

?????: "Hey Liz." a familiar voice called out to me.

I turn to face the person to see Yuna walking over to me with a smile on her face.

Me: "Yuna? How are you? It's been a while since I last saw you up here." I pointed out.

Yuna's smile grew a bit as she walked right next to me.

Yuna: "Well... I've been pretty busy taking care of someone we know." she stated.

Oh... wait... does she mean?

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