For so reason, these gazes made Hong Siyu feel a subtle discomfort.
They seed not to be the scrutinizing eyes of colleagues, nor the assessing glances exchanged between the opposite sexes, but rather, they seed to conceal sothing else, an indistinct malice.
However, she didn't pay too much attention to it and rely quickened her pace to get out of their sight, then shook her head, trying to dispel the unease. From the elevator ascending, to passing through the bustling crowd, she quickly made her way to the director's office. She knocked gently on the door, and after waiting a mont, she heard a voice from inside:
"Co in."
Hong Siyu walked in to see a blonde woman who appeared energetic and competent, yet sowhat aged, sitting in the office, currently nodding with a smile in greeting.
"Nice to et you, my na is Mosi."
She said quite politely, "Hello, comrade from Tiandu City."
Perhaps it was due to the details in her movents and tone, but her words felt like a breath of spring air.
She wasn't the director of the Abnormal Strategy Bureau that Hong Siyu rembered, when Hong Siyu left Fangting City eleven years ago, the director at that ti was a bald man with a receding hairline.
They must have had a change of personnel.
Hong Siyu wasn't suspicious and stepped forward to shake hands with her, "Hello, I'm Hong Siyu."
"Thank you for your assistance; it's a great honor for our Fangting City."
The aged lady claiming to be Mosi said this, giving Hong Siyu's hand a gentle shake before releasing it lightly, "I hope we can work well together in the future."
Hong Siyu noticed her hands, hands that didn't match Mosi's apparent age, looking white and smooth.
The lady seed to be very good at taking care of herself.
She thought this, but at the sa ti, began to feel sothing was amiss.
The two sat down face to face on either side of the desk, and after a brief rest, Mosi was the first to speak, "So, although it may be a bit presumptuous to ask, I still hope to confirm, have you been assigned any tasks by your superiors upon arriving in Fangting City?"
Her tone was very calm, but to Hong Siyu, there was a subtle discomfort in it. She started to scrutinize, ponder everything around her, but still could not pinpoint the source of this discomfort.
But this was the Abnormal Strategy Bureau, in broad daylight, what could possibly make her feel so uneasy?
"Sorry, I cannot disclose that at the mont."
Thinking this, Hong Siyu shook her head outwardly and politely replied to her, "But that's just a requirent of the mission, I will tell you when the ti is right."
"I see, then I won't press any further."
Mosi replied with a kind smile, "Let's just wish the secret mission of the headquarters a smooth success then. If you need it, we can also assist with your work at any ti."
The two continued their idle chat, with Mosi periodically throwing out questions that were completely out of the blue, while Hong Siyu considered her responses carefully, trying to answer as cautiously as possible.
But gradually, as ti passed, Hong Siyu started feeling increasingly uncomfortable.
This discomfort was hard to describe; it was like being tickled from the inside with a feather, a tingling sensation interspersed with pain spreading from her arm, making it progressively more difficult for her to concentrate.
She began to feel dizzy.
There seed to be sothing rustling around in her head, scuttling and unsettling, as if traversing and agitating her brain, making her consciousness grow heavier.
"Speaking of which, I've heard a rumor before that in the Abnormal Strategy Bureau of a big city like Tiandu City, there are quite a few retired Magical Girls. Miss Hong, have you heard about this?"
Mosi suddenly brought up this topic, looking interestedly at Hong Siyu, "It's a fascinating rumor, isn't it?"
She seed to need to answer the question.
Hong Siyu told herself this.
But at this mont, she found she could no longer speak, as if her body was no longer under her control, and her consciousness seed to have split from her body, divided in two.
She began to see her vision darken.
How... strange...
She felt her brain spinning.
What's... happening to ?
She felt her body growing lighter.
Who am I...?
She felt the urge to fly.
Struggling to lift her hand, she reached for the inside of her jacket, where the Abnormal Strategy Bureau headquarters provided its staff with weapons that enabled ordinary people who have not mastered Magic Power to combat Magicians. Hong Siyu tried to take it out, as she felt she had encountered an enemy.
But she was already unable to do so.
Her legs, which she had managed to stand on, no longer had the strength to support her body, and her weakened feet no longer had the power to move forward. Hong Siyu thus collapsed sideways from the chair, then heavily fell to the ground.
As she drifted out of consciousness, it seed to her Mosi stood up from behind the desk, approached her and slowly extended a hand.
The scene froze at that mont.
On the tips of that hand, a moth was perched, silent and still.
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