--Titans.
On her day off, Monet slept in at home, lying in bed and stretching luxuriously.
Life in the Mechanical Kingdom really was good: a manageable workload, plenty of holidays, and generous material comforts.
All of it left her feeling satisfied.
But she was, after all, an agent sent by the young master. Every time she passed intelligence outside, she silently prayed she wouldn't be discovered.
Originally, it had all been for the young master, but now a tiny bit of self-interest had crept in too.
Likewise, she sincerely hoped that the young master and Babbage would never come into conflict.
[Brru brru--brru brru--]
There was no sound, only vibration.
Monet's expression shifted slightly as she took out the miniature Den Den Mushi hidden inside her top. Since she was in her own home, she merely glanced out the window before ducking into the bathroom.
"--Click."
"Young master, what are your orders?"
Seeing the Den Den Mushi's face take on the appearance of someone wearing sunglasses, Monet asked respectfully.
"Monet, my precious family. How much progress have you made in getting close to the Great Angel?"
Of course, Monet knew what Doflamingo meant. She had seen the news over the past few days too.
"I'm terribly sorry, young master..."
As a Service Manager, one of Monet's regular duties was attending to major clients. She had indeed had contact with Sephiroth, but it had been strictly business.
After all, the Great Angel only visited Titans occasionally. There really hadn't been a suitable opportunity.
"...Fufufufu--Monet, I understand how difficult this is, but as my family, I hope you can help me accomplish it."
Above all, after learning that the Great Angel could even lift a "curse," Doflamingo urgently needed to uncover the truth behind that ability.
"Yes...young master."
Monet answered softly but