Normally, I'd be tempted to fuck her, but I just released a bunch of built-up tension, so my thoughts were clear and unshakable at the mont.
In my monts of contentnt, my will was as unyielding as Buddha's own. I embodied the essence of calmness, and in turn, calmness embodied .
"Sure," I responded.
I was interested in hearing what she had to say in the first place. And having a private conversation also ant the opportunity to use my skills on her.
Together, we strolled towards a room. Evidently, this establishnt set aside spaces for the affluent, and this woman must be important to secure a VIP room.
Positioned on the second floor, the room provided a commanding view of the auction stage. We found ourselves within an interior balcony enclosed by glass panels.
Observing the reflection, it appeared that these panels functioned as one-way mirrors, shielding us from the gaze of onlookers outside.
'This is just right. This girl just put herself in trouble,' a smile appeared on my face.
"Please take a sit," She gestured to sat on a chair near the window. There was table in between them and I saw a wine sitting there.
She took the first seat, appearing unconcerned about any potential threat from . Then, she picked up the wine and cradled it in her hands.
The wine looked expensive, given the 1940 date on it. I might not know much about wine, but I'll stick to the notion that the older it was, the better it tasted.
"Please," She offered.
"I don't drink wine," I shook my head and walked over to the other empty seat .
I don't have immunity to poison, so it was better to be safe than sorry. While my skills could speed up my healing, they didn't guarantee protection against toxics.
I've read too many martial art novels to know that even grandmasters would always succumb to poison. And then, out of nowhere, co back as a kid with no clear explanation.
"Don't worry, it's safe to drink this," she assured , flashing a smile.
Then, she poured wine into her glass and into mine, she took a sip from both, and with a subtle, seductive lick of her lips, she handed my glass.
"Alright," I took the wine, pretending to gulp everything down.
But, of course, I'm not stupid enough to actually drink it. I used my telekinesis to gather the wine in my mouth and teleported the whole thing away. A neat trick, I just ca up with.
She poured another glass of wine. However, this ti, I decided not to take it and just let it sit on the table.
"Why did you invite here?" I asked, trying for a regular conversation first, before considering more drastic actions.
"I'm from the Japanese Federation for the Gifted. Just now, I sensed soone probing , and I'm pretty sure it was you. Do you have telepathy? Can you read minds?" she inquired with a curious look on her face.
"If I could read minds, I wouldn't bother asking you anymore, right?" I replied with a sarcastic remark.
"You're right," she giggled, raising her hands to hide her lips.
"But you didn't act surprised when you heard the word 'gifted,' so now I'm 100% sure you're one of us," her tone shifted, and she began to scrutinize .
"Well, I'm not really trying to hide. The mont you invited here, your life is already in my hands," I spoke up, issuing a warning.
She was shocked by my declaration, but she didn't speak up against it. It appeared that my overwhelming confidence had made her more cautious.
"So, are you from Cerebrum?" I asked, my tone shifting, as I subtly restricted her body. I had been observing her from the start, keeping an eye out for any attempts to contact soone.
"Telekinesis!" she exclaid. It seed this power was really rare for her to be this shocked.
"What about it?" I asked.
"Sorry for being rude. I had no idea you were part of that bloodline," she apologized, her tone carrying genuine regret.
'Bloodline?' I mused inwardly. What bloodline was she talking about?
Intrigued by her words, I got more curious about what she knew. I decided to put her in a dream state to loosen her up and then used suggestion to take full control.
"Are you under a skill that would cause a reaction if you tell important secret information?" I asked her. I had already learned from my mistake with that Whisperer guy, so I was more careful in my interrogations now.
"Yes," she answered.
"Tell what those things are but be careful not to say anything that would trigger that reaction," I commanded.
"I can't tell you the exact location of our base."
"I can't tell you the na of our leader."
"I can't tell you his powers," she answered.
"Is that all?" I asked her again.
"Yes," she confird.
I pondered her words. There could be other restrictions on her that she might not be aware of.
"Alright, right now all those restrictions are lifted," I commanded. I wanted to test if this would work.
[Suggestion: Failed]
"I know it," I shook my head in disappointnt. Those restrictions were external, so I couldn't do anything about it even if I kept torturing her mind. It was like a computer virus that couldn't be detected at all.
"What is the Japanese Federation for the Gifted? Tell more about it" I asked. It was a different na than Cerebrum, so I wanted to know more about it first. Read new chapters at m_v-l'e|-
"The JFFG is a private group in Japan," she answered.
"Is it related to Cerebrum?"
"No, JFFG is an independent organization. In fact, we are against Cerebrum," she replied.
"I see," I mused aloud. Well, that was a good thing for . At least now I know that they were not an imdiate enemy for now.
The world of the gifted was far bigger than I thought, and the more I delved into it, the more complexities I uncovered.
"Why did you co here?"
"Because of our prophet," she replied.
"What do you an?"
"Our prophet told to co here because I was fated to et soone that could help us in the future against Cerebrum," she answered.
'Wait, against Cerebrum? Don't tell she was talking about ?' I thought to myself, a surge of realization hitting .
I thought this was just a random encounter, but I was wrong.
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