Spy Mage System Chapter 58

58 New Girl

It was the next day, and it was of course Saturday, but I was feeling way worse than I was wanting to feel. I was taking my shower, and I just felt angry. I ate breakfast, and I just felt angry. I prepared to go to the YMPA, and I still felt angry.

I’m not sure why though. It made even angrier that there was no reason why I was mad, I was just mad. Once I got sent to YMPA, I saw Mr. Drails standing there, waiting for to co.

“Hello, Connor,” he welcod with a smile.

“Hello, Mr. Drails,” I said with a nod. His smile was very “out there” and it was starting to get creepy.

As I prepared to enter the building, Mr. Drails quickly stopped with his hands. “No need to rush now, just make sure you breathe in all the cheering alright. Be normal okay?”

“Why is this a pep talk?”

“Trust , you’ll see.”

He then moved out of my way, and pushed open the door as a gathering of students began to cheer for . In fact, I think there were cheerleaders there.

Everyone was clapping for , with smiles and nods. Even September, who didn’t join, was smiling at too. I gave a quick one back, as she ca to and gave an embracing hug.

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“Great job,” she said, and I couldn’t help but keep smiling. You know how there’s those people that just put a smile on your face when you see them? That’s how it felt.

She then let go, as I continued to walk down the aisle with cheering and shouting rambling into my ears.

I loved it, I adored it.

I soon walked to the end of the aisle, as everyone began to disperse and the halls of the YMPA began to fill again.

Then, a portal showed up at the end, as Mr. Drails entered through the portal. “So, did you enjoy it?” he asked.

“Perhaps,” I said with a shrug. “I’m positive you did.” He chuckled, “? I was the one who planned it obviously. That’s what we do to every student who has won in the WAC contest.”

“That clearly shows,” I said with a chuckle. But then I rembered what my Mom said, and my smile imdiately faded away.

“Hey, uh, Mr. Drails?” I said, getting his attention. “Um, there’s sothing that I need to tell you about.” Mr. Drails nodded.

“Well, my mom wants to leave the chess club,” I said. Mr. Drails chuckled but said in a whisper, “Listen, just because I’m your biological father doesn’t an you have to talk to about these things.”

“Not an actual chess club. Your lie, your distraction for being here,” I said. His face folded into a frown. He sighed, “Have you tried to-”

“Yes, I sort of tried, but she’s my mother, I can’t disobey her,” I said.

His frown changed from a concerned to a more unamused expression. “Well, how much ti do you have left?” he asked.

“Well, probably a few days at best,” I said. Then it hit , I was gonna die. No one could know about this whole thing. They’d have to kill !

I felt myself tense up as I answered, “I’m not sure, but I’m not sure what I can do at this point?”

He sighed. “Let’s solve this thing first and then we can try to sohow figure out what to do next.”

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Soon enough, he called all of us. Malachi, Nikki, September, and Tisiah all ca into his office. The only thing that was bothering was probably the death stares he was giving . “Hello, everyone,” Mr. Drails said, as he sat at his desk. “Now today, we’ll be discussing a few things.”

“Okay,” Nikki nodded.

Mr. Drails cleared this throat. “Now, we found so pictures of him, and based on what we saw, Marcello goes to all three cafes.” September’s eyes widened, as did Tisiah’s. “This is most likely where we will find him though,” Mr. Drails said. “The first cafe that was ntioned was the one he went to last, and he stayed there until about 5 pm in Russia’s ti zone, or in military ti, seventeen o’ clock.”

“Okay, so when are we gonna start the mission?” Tisiah asked. “Tomorrow,” Mr. Drails said, looking at September who nodded again.

“Okay,” Tisiah said, as he looked towards and smiled. “I’m ready for that.”

“Good, now I also want you to et Nichelle,” Mr. Drails said, as he looked towards Nikki who nodded in agreent. “You’re going to go after Malachi. Then everyone else follows after.”

“Alright,” Nikki said with excitent, as September looked at with concern. She then sighed, and turned towards Mr. Drails. “Nichelle Harrison, please co into the office,” he ordered. After a few minutes, she showed up and I was not wrong about my theory.

Her body form was quite exquisite, and I was always staring at her for this reason alone. Her body form was of course a super model type figure with curves in every right place.

Malachi leaned forward from his leaning position, and looked at her in awe, while she stood in front of him as if he wasn’t even there. “Introduce yourself,” Mr. Drails ordered Nikki, who seed to be embarrassed at the mont.

“Uh, yes sir,” she said as she straightened herself up. “Hi, I’m Nikki. It’s very nice to see you.”

She didn’t seem very gladdened by her attempt, but it worked well enough for the mont. Mr. Drails shook his head in amusent and looked at September with a chuckling grin on his face.

“Why do I find this so funny?” he muttered to himself, and he looked back towards Nikki.

“Alright, so what do you want to do?” Nichelle said, turning over to Mr. Drails. He sighed and shook his head. “You will be working with Tisiah, over here,” he said, pointing at Tisiah on his other side.

“Him?” Nichelle asked. “Not even Malachi or that other boy?”

I felt honored when she ntioned , the fact I was even worthy to be ntioned with the other two boys was sothing I never thought would ever happen. Although she never ntioned my na, her face told all that she needed to tell . Unless I was just assuming things, which would be very possible for to do so at this point.

“Yes, with Tisiah,” Mr. Drails said with a sigh, before he continued on to say, “Now rember the plan is for you two to stay back and find Marcello. When you do, capture him, and then I’ll help you guys return back here.”

“Yes, sir,” she said, nodding her head slowly in agreent.

“Okay, it was nice eting with you. Just get ready for tomorrow,” he said, looking at September again with a smirk on his face as if he had won sothing from September, who literally didn’t do anything. Maybe it was ant for all of us, because Mr. Drails looked at all of us with a smile on his face as if he had done sothing great for all of us.

We walked outside of the office as I began to walk down the stairs. But as I walked down the stairs, I felt soone touch aggressively. I turned around, seeing Malachi, as he gave a blow towards my face.

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I blocked it with my hand as blood began to trickle down my lip.

What in the world? Why?!

“You dirty fiend,” he said, as he clenched his hand into a fist and hit again on my nose. I cried in pain, as blood began to flow out of my nose. “You stole my victory,” he said, as he looked at in anger with tears forming in his eyes. “You stole my light, all that I worked for! You’re evil!” He hit again and again as blood began to pour out of my nose, my lips were also bleeding, as I tried to stop him from hitting any longer, but he seed not to care about that at all as he kept punching .

“W-w-w-what have I done to you?” I asked, trying to get so air into my lungs. I tried to get up, but he continued to keep punching relentlessly.

“What have you done?” Malachi asked, as he gave a sinister chuckle. “You won, that’s what you did.”

I finally got up to my feet, as he gave a blow to my face so hard that my knees went out from under as I fell back on the ground. “Don’t get up on ,” he hissed. “You may have beaten in that contest, but you’d wish you hadn’t.”

I blocked it with my hand as blood began to trickle down my lip.

What in the world? Why?!

“You dirty fiend,” he said, as he clenched his hand into a fist and hit again on my nose. I cried in pain, as blood began to flow out of my nose. “You stole my victory,” he said, as he looked at in anger with tears forming in his eyes. “You stole my light, all that I worked for! You’re evil!” He hit again and again as blood began to pour out of my nose, my lips were also bleeding, as I tried to stop him from hitting any longer, but he seed not to care about that at all as he kept punching .

“W-w-w-what have I done to you?” I asked, trying to get so air into my lungs. I tried to get up, but he continued to keep punching relentlessly.

“What have you done?” Malachi asked, as he gave a sinister chuckle. “You won, that’s what you did.”

I finally got up to my feet, as he gave a blow to my face so hard that my knees went out from under as I fell back on the ground. “Don’t get up on ,” he hissed. “You may have beaten in that contest, but you’d wish you hadn’t.”

I used so of the stairs to get up onto my feet, as I could feel blood pouring out of my face from my nose. I wiped it off, leaving so stains on my sleeve. “Every single ti, I won, I was the best agent in the YMPA!” he shouted. “I worked hard to get the respect, but now that you ca. Now I’ve lost many steps in my fa.”

“Why is this so personal?” I asked, but he didn’t answer. He just kept huffing, as he gave a punch to my face again, as my face began to go numb and then I felt the blood gush from my nose.