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The Treasurer

A famous underground thief known as the Silver Thief is recruited by a mysterious agency on a tailing mission in a high school. However, the secrets exposed are vast and conspiracies unravel that threaten to destroy the earth as it was known. Mysterious Artifacts, Cults, Secret Treasures, all are ready for the taking.

Mascarpone · Urban
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32 Chs

Job

"Yui chan... that was so embarrassing. How could he do that?" Rin said in frustration. "Now the entire school will be talking about this."

"Boys are sometimes like that. They let their emotions blow over without thinking of the consequences." Yui replied.

"But.." Rin looked lost. "I rejected him so directly, what if Aito geta depressed and bullied? I can't bear this kind of responsibility"

Yui smiled. "Red is indeed so perceptive. He already handled the situation and ensured that Aito won't be bullied."

Rin heard Yui explain what happened and sighed. "You know, in middle school, I actually had a crush on Aito kun. He... was the first boy I met who was nice to me and had the same interests as me. But as we grew older... I don't have any feelings for him. I didn't think..." Rin trailed off.

Yui looked at Rin with flashing eyes. "You like someone else now?"

Rin looked conflicted. "I..I don't know if I like anyone. But I don't have those kind of feelings for Aito." She eventually said.

"Well, let us return to class." Yui encouraged. "Things will be alright."

"Thank you Yui." Rin replied.

As the two walked out they saw Red looking out of the window into the horizon with a complicated expression. On his face there was pain, sadness and loss. But when he noticed the two, he appropriately changed his expression to one of a genial smile.

Both Yui and Rin were stunned. They looked at each other, their thoughts only known to them.

Red looked at Rin. "Are you okay? Let's go to class."

During lunch, the news had already spread throughout the school, but few people had even known who Aito was and now he became a famous person.

Meanwhile, Aito looked at the message Red had just sent.

[Red: Change your glasses to contact lenses and get a good haircut. You should look more presentable. If you need help, let me know, I'll organize it for you.]

When Aito saw this he trembled. Was Red his guardian angel? He had thought that he would forever be bullied, but with a few swift words, Red had changed Aito's perceptions in front of everyone.

[Aito: Please help me brother.]

[Red: Go to this store. I've talked to them, they will help you out.]

[Aito: That store is so expensive brother! Is there a cheaper alternative? My part time job can't cover it.]

[Red: Don't worry about the money. It is a gift from me.]

Rin looked at Red with a complicated look. She remembered Red's expressions earlier and wondered what was hidden in his heart. Eventually she spoke up.

"Red, thank you." She said sincerely.

Red looked at her angrily. "Saying thanks? Are you insulting our friendship?" But then he smiled and flicked her forehead. "Don't mention it."

Rin held her forehead as she felt the pain from the flick, but she felt a sweetness in her heart instead. At the same time, she turned to look at Aito, her face was suddenly confused and lost.

After school, Red went to the Arts room and began practicing to draw. At the same time, he was helping some of the other members practice how to shuffle a card deck. Red would show splits and shuffles and explain a few basic tricks, urging them to practice.

As he was leaving school after Club work was done, he received a message. Red sighed in relief, looks like what he wanted had finally arrived.

He drove his bike to the famous bar in Shibuya, back on the same seat he was at earlier. This time, the agent was already waiting for him.

"Do you have what I requested for already?" Red asked.

"Not yet. I called you here, because we have a job for you." The agent said.

"What do you mean? I'm already working on your undercover job." Red said while frowning.

"Well, we want to contract you for another task. A heist." The agent said.

"What's the product? What's the payment?" Red asked straightforwardly.

"An item retrieved of a dutch explorer ship sunk off the coast of Japan several hundred years ago is being put on display at the Imperial Palace Museum. It is a medal made of gold. As for payment, we are willing to pay fifty million dollars."

Red breathed in. "Are you serious? That medal doesn't seem to be worth fifty million. It isn't even in the main display area." Red said as he analyzed the documents the agent had handed to him.

"Don't tell me... this is a magical treasure?" Red asked with wide eyes.

"Indeed, I can't hide that from you. The item is a magical artifact. Help us retrieve it, the money will be transferred to you."

Red looked at the picture. "I need to survey the area carefully first. Give me a couple of days to visit the museum and examine the security features. I'll take these documents as well."

At home, Red looked at these documents. He carefully analyzed the situation and even looked up the information about the dutch exploration ship.

The ship was an initial colonization ship headed to Japan, but because of the extremely protective policies of the Shogunate, the ships were attacked, burned and sunk at sea. The ship was estimated to carry treasures that were grabbed from the then virgin American continent on the way back through circumnavigation. Attempts to scavenge the ship have mostly been unsuccessful, but this medal which actually seemed to be of native american heritage, was found and is put on display.

"Looks like I have to visit the museum." Red thought. "May be I could plan a trip for tomorrow evening with the class."

He then sent a message to the class group.

[Red: Hey guys, I am thinking of going to the Imperial Palace tomorrow to tour. Who wants to join me? My treat!]

Soon a rush of 'count me in!' arrived. To Red's surprise, even Yui said she would join.

At home Rin told her parents about the trip. Rin's mom frowned. "It's good to appreciate culture, but you should be serious about studies as well."

"Mom, I have already done my homework." Rin protested.

"Very well. Have a good time, click some photos." Rin's mom said.