"Did you see through me again?"
Losera did not deny what Mo Bai had just asked.
Or rather, this was exactly what she had wanted to do after seeing him in the Auditorium.
She had wanted to talk with her former student, then, if the moment was right, ask him for a favor.
It sounded rather shameless.
After all, she had gotten him branded a wanted criminal not long ago. And honestly, they had barely interacted before that.
Though they had been teacher and student, most of their encounters had taken place not in a classroom, but here in the Auditorium, where they watched movies as fellow enthusiasts.
What could one movie lover possibly ask of another?
Passing someone a cola or a tub of popcorn during a movie was already going above and beyond.
Yes, that was about the most an ordinary movie lover would ask of another.
Perhaps it was because Losera had once explored Mo Bai's memories through his Tacet Disc. Or perhaps it was simply intuition.
Either way, Losera felt Mo Bai would do more for a fellow enthusiast than offer some trivial help.
"So just say it, Principal. What are you really after?"
Since she had admitted it, Mo Bai saw no reason to beat around the bush.
"Mm. I only have one goal."
Beep—
As she spoke, Losera switched off the Auditorium's projector, plunging the room back into darkness.
The day after Mo Bai's conversation with Losera.
"What a pain. I feel like some kind of peeping tom..."
Above the Academy, Mo Bai emerged halfway from a shadow and looked into the distance.
There, students of Star Torch Academy were rehearsing a welcome ceremony for the Black Shores inspector who would arrive later.
They had only just received notice, so they had to