"So do you like it ?" my handler asks me after showing me the apartment. It was quite spacious and large, it had 2 bedrooms, a well sized living room, 2 big bathrooms, a nice and stacked kitchen, best of all, I had full ownership of the place, courtesy of the Japanese government. "Yeah, it'll do" I say nonchalantly. It was already evening, I had first day of school tomorrow. I needed to go to bed early today. I accompany my handler to the door. She looks at me hesitantly for a moment, I see sorrow and grief in her eyes. "So… this is it then" she says, guilt in her voice. "Yes, this is it" I say. "Remember to take your medicine in time, and if the pain increases, call Aizawa" she adds. I nod. "You know you can reach out to me any time you want right ?" she says with concern in her voice. "I know." I assure her in my same nonchalant tone. She still looked unsure. "I will keep my head down and stay out of trouble, I promise" I say, to reassure her. "Goodbye, see you soon" she says. I take one last look at her. She is middle aged, but she looks younger, her hair is short and she wears large horn rimmed glasses, her stern face was now marked with a weird expression, stuck between sorrow and her normal mask of calmness. "I am sorry for all the trouble we caused you" she says. I say nothing. She takes a final look at me and then finally leaves. I close the door after her.
The Teenage Spy attends High School
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