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Akemi Shinoda, Wyatt Abrahms, & Lihua Vuhong.

Two decades had passed by since Akemi Shinoda left Japan for America, all alone to a foreign land where she couldn't even speak their native tongue. All just to be free, to get out of the suffocating mental cage in the presence of Asami - the gem of the Shinoda family. From looks to brains - Akemi was inferior to her perfect older sister in almost every aspect save for her big heart, a contrast to the iron fist Asami. Sure, she was a little jealous alright, but it was quickly gone when she went to elementary school and spent more time with her friends than her family. She neither hate or like Asami - in fact, she never felt any sibling love for her sister, viewing her as a mere acquaintance staying under the same roof.

Shortly after she settled down in the sunny city of Verthaven, Asami sent her a card - an invitation to her wedding.

She didn't attend.

A few years later, Asami and her husband turned up suddenly at her shophouse - she laughed at her younger sister's grimance. "It's a little punishment for not showing up at my wedding!" When Akemi didn't respond, she dropped the plastic smile and shrugged. "Okay, I'm here because Yuu wants to see you. He keeps going on about how it's not polite not to meet the family members on my side."

The young man stepped out from behind his wife at the mention of his name. "I'm Yuuichi Takashiro." He gave Akemi a short bow.

She returned the greeting. "Akemi." The husband was pretty in a masculine way, and she swore her heart did skip a beat when their eyes met. She closed her eyes  to regain her composure. "As you can see, my place is quite small---" She shot a look at Asami. "---So I'm afraid I don't have any room to accommodate the two of you."

"That's a pity---" Yuuichi began, but Asami cut him off. "Of course, my dear sister. We're not going to trespass your little haven longer than necessary, so we'll now take our leave." With that, she dragged her confused husband out of the shophouse.

That was the last time she saw Asami Shinoda - or rather, Asami Takashiro.

She continued to keep in touch through Yuuichi for a short while, but they stopped when he hinted to her that his wife was suspecting him of cheating. His last reply was only a photo of his children - twin boys - with a note that said, "Asami's a little disappointed that the kids took on my appearance and not hers, haha".

"Haruka and Shizuka," she murmured to herself. "'Faraway' and 'silence'." The thought of their names made her jerk her head up from the chopping board and rushed out of the kitchen. "Boys?" she called out, but only her echo greeted her back. Where could those two go, especially during such a dangerous time...

Making sure she had turned off the stove and oven, she removed her apron and headed down to the door, and soon she was out on the bustling street, glancing up at the darkening sky with a worried expression.

Where could they have gone to...

"Can I get you another drink, Sir?"
"Oh, Sure. Same one as always." 

As the middle-aged bar man moved to the large collection of liquors to mix Wyatt his drink, Wyatt had the chance to really size up the only other two people in the bar. Taking care to be at least a little subtle with his observations.

The Bartender was a middle-aged asian man that, although polite, wasn't especially charismatic. He was dressed in a black button-up shirt and matching slacks, a very mute choice that reflected the way he often delt with customers. Assuredly the owner of this establishment, he seemed to cater to an older crowd than most of the bustling vaguely asian-'ish' bars you normally find around Chinatown.

Despite the fact that Wyatt had been coming here for about half a year now, him and the barkeep never really held a long conversation. This silence proves beneficial for people that need to drink without all the pestering often received in the more mainstream bars. Once Wyatt had watched a man drink himself to near death and the Bartender didn't question it for one moment, his impassive face offering no visible judgment.

Even though that one evening was quite interesting, Wyatt was quite glad that the bar was more quiet this evening. The only other patron besides him was a well dressed man off in the corner of the establishment, nursing his fourth drink of the evening. Because of the distance between them, Wyatt hadn't gotten a chance to overhear what he is talking on the phone about, but it seemed to be a contentious topic.

The building itself was a bit out of the way. When asked the name of the establishment after first coming here, as it couldn't be found written down anywhere, the Bartender responded quite curtly, "Shu's". Shu's was sandwiched between a nondescript office building of some sort and an antique shop. With no large signs or colorful lights, like many of the other bars around this area, it would be incredibly easy to miss it if you didn't have previous knowledge that it existed. Even being an almost literal hole in the wall, the inside of the building was very clean and had plenty of seating for it's normally small number of clientele. 

Wyatt actually first came here after being invited by his current employer, Akemi Shinoda, not long after he began working for her. It became a little routine for the two of them, often going out every other week or so and grabbing a few drinks before talking for most of the evening. It is a shame that Akemi wouldn't be making it tonight, she probably will be pretty tied up with her nephews now that they are down.
Almost in spite of himself, he had grown to really enjoy these evenings with Ms. Shinoda. It was something fun to look forward to in the slog that is normal days. 

Wyatt was roused from his thoughts, noticing that the bartender had snuck his drink in front of him while he was otherwise preoccupied, when a third customer arrived through the rather squeaky door. 

Good grief. That was a complete shitstorm. After it was all over, the first thing that Lihua did was go out the front door fast as possible, and make a beeline straight for the Chinatown district. She could have found a bar in Knightdale - but like hell she's going to sit around in a bar full of overachieving hipsters now of all times. There was this bar, Lihua never went there before, but there's a first time for everything. Lihua stepped through the front door, and looked around. Bar didn't even look half bad. She'd have to test it's liquor. She immediately went to the bar, taking large, and slow steps. She firmly sat herself down on the stool, and raised her finger.

"Please tell me you have Baijiu here..." Lihua groaned at the bartender. He nodded his head, and Lihua followed it up with, "Just bring me the whole damn bottle. I don't care how much it costs. I need to forget the last two hours..." He went in the back.

Wyatt kind of 'felt' her more than saw her after she walked in. Strangely enough she had a very small electric charge clinging to her, like she was recently in a power plant or some other highly charged environment. This oddity was probably unbeknownst to her or normal people, but it stuck out to him like a sore thumb.

If the slight electric charge wasn't strange enough, the rather tall asian woman was wearing a long black dress and seemed to have a light coating of some kind of dust on her. Akin to small shards of rock or concrete. Even more frightening than whatever caused the mess all over her was her bearing. She seemed to be exuding intensity from the way to marched up to the bar or to the look on her face. She was truly terrifying.

It seems tonight still has a chance to be interesting afterall.

The bartender came back with the large bottle of Baijiu. The bottle was clear and she got a good view of it's contents. He dropped it on the bar counter with a cup, and Lihua didn't even think twice when she poured herself a cup, before drinking it down. And then pouring herself another. She almost immediately felt the buzz - but she needed more.

Wow she is really going to town. He knew that she was going do something rather strange the moment she showed up to the bar covered in dirt. A whole bottle for a starter course certainly fits the bill. He was sure to let her get another cup or so in before approaching the woman and sitting to her left.

"Don't take this the wrong way, But anyone who needs an entire bottle to forget their night might need an ear to hear their problems. If you want me to fuck off though, just say so."

Lihua's eyes shifted towards the newcomer, and immediately looked him down. She was honestly wondering if he was old enough to drink. He looked like one of the gangmembers around here. Normally, Lihua would have told him to go away, but she honestly couldn't muster the hostility. She shrugged.

"I can't really share details, but let's just say my whole life is starting to slip." Lihua started off, taking a long sip of her alcohol. "Everything I worked so hard to build is starting to slip right through my fingers... No matter how hard I try, the world just seems hellbent on taking it away from it." It was the alcohol that was making her so talkative.

Wyatt scratched at his gray beanie while under her scrutinizing eyes, her approval obviously wasn't very high. He took a long drink from his own long island iced tea before even attempting to respond. "I would make a bad joke about you going through a mid-life crises but considering whatever you were doing involves leaving you looking like a demolition crew; I will skip on that. In all honesty, I can really only offer the fact that things surely can't get any worse if they are that fucked up, right?"

"I just wish it was a midlife crisis...." Lihua raised her glass, and shook her head. Look at how far she's fallen, sitting in bars, talking about her life to people half her age. Good grief. She really needed to pull it together before she finally falls apart. If what Baron - Or Jean - said is true, then she has no choice but to. Or let the other side win. "Keep the jokes to yourself. I honestly don't know. Whenever the hell I get a good grasp of things, it just slips." Lihua shrugged. "So, what's your name, boy?"

Opening his mouth, he had to actually take the time to think about which name to use. Seems the booze was making him want to be more talkative too. "Abe. Abe Watson, just a nobody compared to whoever you are. Maybe If you try to scale things back a bit, get to the base of things you can start to get a handle on things again. If the problems are at work or home or whatever, maybe try to fix it from the ground up instead of grasping at whatever is really egging you on. Sorry if that is super unhelpful, the vagueness of the conversation is pretty rough." he tried to end on a laugh, but his social graces -really- aren't what they used to be as it sounded pretty forced.

The glass she was holding was gently placed back on the counter, and the matriarch found herself groaning. She stared at the glass for a second, and swirled around the contents momentarily. Maybe she should dial back on the alcohol. Meifeng had a point (And if she spends all her money on alcohol, she won't be able to buy anymore). She let out a sigh.

"No, no, you're fine, Abe." Lihua noted, shrugging. "I'm not helping by refraining from sharing details - but, the problem is not just that I don't want to talk about it, I can't." Lihua noted. "It's... confidential, shall we say."

Wyatt couldn't help but tense up a little bit, Confidential work in Verthaven is most likely Metahuman business. That means NEST. No matter how interesting she was, she certainly got a lot more intimidating. "No problem with that on my end. Can't have you breaching any contracts or trusts because of a silly night with alcohol. Here, What is your name? Fair is fair." 

Hmph. Lihua was glad that he understood... or he was planning something later on. The woman was going to make sure that she kept her gun in grabbing distance. For now, she was going to give him the benefit of the doubt. "Lihua Vuhong." Lihua calmly said her name. It's unlikely that every street-level thug would know that she's with NEST.

Meanwhile...

Akemi stopped before the bar, panting heavily. Two hours has gone by since she left the house to look for the twins; she had searched the whole of Chinatown but couldn't find any sign of them. She bit her lower lip - a habit she had when she felt anxious - and rubbed the bridge of her nose. It took her many years to finally convince her stubborn sister to put the children under her care in the States, but now she lost them on the very first day. She could care less about getting a mouthful from Asami - she was more concerned about letting Yuuichi down.

With a loud sigh, she pushed open the door to the bar. A quick glance around and her eyes fell on the back of her part-time employee Abe Watson (Wyatt Abrahms). Next to him was a Chinese lady who seemed vaguely familiar, but at the moment she couldn't recall where she had seen her before.

"Abe?" She walked over to him. "I wasn't expecting you to come here after I gave you an early day off."

Lihua immediately looked over her shoulder at the newcomer. Short, Asian, around her her, and had brown hair. Hmph. It was funny that she was the largest person here between the twig Abe here, and this newcomer. She was going to stay out of this conversation - but it was clear that the woman was this fine young gentleman employer. She would have to keep an eye on her. Anyone who'd hire someone like Abe is up to any good.

The last voice Wyatt was expecting to hear at that moment was Akemi's. Though to be honest, he had gotten a bit over his head with the current conversation. Even though he was glad to find an easy out in the current conversation, he was visibly confused to see Akemi. "Oh heya. Yeah I thought it was as good as any way to cap off the day, even if you weren't able to show. Honestly why are you here? The boys too much trouble?"

Akemi sat down on the empty seat besides Abe (Wyatt). She shook her head. "I...can't find them anywhere - they're probably out of Chinatown area. The usual please," she added, and the bartender gave her a curt nod before he began to mix her drink.

The bartender placed an old-fashioned glass filled with clear, red liquid adorned with a piece of orange peel before the Japanese. "Negroni, with an extra shot of gin."

She thanked the bartender, distracted, her thoughts still on the twin boys. She frowned at the woman on the other side of Abe (Wyatt). "Seems like you have an important conversation with her. Should I move to another table?"

"Oh, I thi-" Lihua was quick to say before Abe cut her off. Hmph. She didn't want to interrupt anything. Well, she might as well stick around. Just to glean some information from both Abe and this Asian newcomer. Whether or not they're up to something.

Wyatt glanced over to Lihua to gauge her reaction before ultimately shrugging at his current boss. "I don't think it would be a problem if you joined us. We were just getting to know each other a little bit. But before I get sidetracked on that, what were you saying about your nephews?"

"They ain't in Chinatown - I've asked everyone I know here, but no one had any idea where they were." Akemi raised the glass and downed half of its contents in one swing. "I come here to sober up a little before I go and look for them again." She set the glass down and tapped a finger on the cup. "I can only hope they didn't get into trouble. A lot of bad things have been happening in Verthaven lately."

Upon hearing that last statement, Lihua immediately downed the rest of her cup, and leered at Akemi. Resisting the urge to say, "You don't know the half of it".

"Huh. It is getting rather late and you are certainly right about how dangerous things get. I am sure they probably just got caught up wandering such a new and strange city. If you want I can help you look after you catch your breath a bit. It's the least I could do."

Akemi gave the young man a small smile. "That would be of great help. Did you meet them when they came over to the shophouse? I think I have their recent photo somewhere..." Unfortunately she didn't bring it along with her; there was only a handful of cash and a identification card in her otherwise empty purse.

Wyatt tilted his head to the side a bit as she dug through her purse for a photo. "Honestly only saw their backs on my way out to give Mr. Oliver his delivery for the day. So I think I got a rough look at their size at the very least. Can't say I would be able to spot them out of a crowd to be perfectly honest."

Akemi let out a short laugh. "You should be able to spot them easily - Shizuka has white hair, and it's rare among young people, I'd say."

Wyatt took a long drink from his glass, draining the last of the liquid from the container before turning to Lihua and offering a shrug, "It might seem crazy, but maybe a romp across town might get in your mind off things. Long shot and pretty silly but it might be a bit of fun."

There was a bit of sympathy within Lihua - the kind that she normally keeps suppressed - for Akemi and her situation. There was a similarity in the situations she found herself with Meifeng a few weeks ago. Lihua poured herself some more alcohol and took a sip. While Lihua was violently against taking help due to her pride getting in the way... she was never against lending her immense talents.

"Good grief," Lihua started off, putting the cup down on the bar counter with a loud ting. Looks like she's going have to put that NEST training to good use. "If you want to them find, you have to narrow it down. Do they have cellphones? Do they know to stay the hell away from Union Point Hills? Do you have any enemies within the city?"

After hearing Lihua begin to address the rather distraught woman to his left, Wyatt scooched back in his chair and kept his yap shut to allow them to trade information. He spent this time looking sadly at his now empty glass and awkwardly scratching at his hat.

The corners of Akemi's mouth turned down once more at the Chinese lady's questions. "...I don't think so." This lady's voice triggered something in the Japanese's mind.

"Good grief woman..." Lihua trailed off, rolling her eyes. "You just sent two teenagers out into the city - that they barely know - with no real way to track them. They could have been beaten to an inch of their lives by Iron Cross - and you wouldn't know a thing." Lihua shrugged. 

Akemi narrowed her eyes at the lady. There's something in her tone that greatly irked her. "I remember who you are - Ms. Vuhong from NEST, right?" Her grip around the cocktail tightened. While she had no resentment towards NEST, she didn't like to get involved with them either. Well, now she could use their help to get the boys back - at the moment that's more important than her personal issues with the largest Metahuman organization in America.

That was odd. Lihua gave Akemi a curious look as she immediately became much more suspicious about the woman. A part of her thought that this was some ploy to appeal to her humanity, to kill her. However, if that is the case, they're in for a rude awakening. Because Lihua didn't last this long by being easy to kill. She looked down at her cup, and took another sip. 

"It seems my reputation precedes me...." Lihua muttered underneath her breath, outside of their ears. She was certain that it wasn't a good idea to announce it out loud, but Akemi already knows enough about NEST to know about her. "So what if I am?" Lihua turned towards Akemi, "What of it?"

Akemi could easily think of a long string of curses she would love to throw at NEST - whether it's about how they treated her the first time she was tested positive and was thrown into this whole Metahuman shit, or all the nasty events that had snowballed into the scandal of their involvement with some Meta-terrorist syndicate (well, at least according to what the media had released to the public - knowing NEST, they probably lied about half of those and the rest were what they always called 'classified stuff')... No, she wouldn't want to lose her temper at some woman right here; her mind kept telling her to prioritize the twins' safety - her pride wouldn't save the boys from whatever horror they might get into. She drained the remaining alcohol in her glass and set it down a little harder than she intended. "Back to you, miss. So what if I know you're with NEST? In fact I think that it's something good to know, isn't it? Should be a breeze for the Metacops to hunt down a couple of lost teens... Sorry. My anxiety seems to be getting the better of me." She waved off the bartender's offer to give her another drink.

Lihua gave her a sideways look. Yeah, that's just what I thought. She thought to herself. "Very well, then."

After hearing the revelation that Lihua was in fact NEST, Wyatt was both glad that his intuition had proven correct on this occasion and a little apprehensive about her authority in said organization. Like Akemi, Wyatt fought to keep his personal feelings about the organization out of the way in order to defuse this situation a bit.

Setting out specifically to defuse the current situation, Wyatt used a specifically lighter tone. "H-hey now, Me and Akemi here are just clothes washers. Civilian style stuff! It's pretty crazy that you are in NEST and it must be a demanding job on you. I think we are getting a bit off topic though. Don't you think it is a little unfair to be so divisive on the 'parenting' aspect of this, Lihua. I know you have had a shitty time of it recently but lashing out at strangers seems a bit petty. Not to mention, I don't even have kids and I know mistakes are made all the time."

Yeah, clothes washers. The woman hasn't heard that front for a criminal organization - but she was less concerned with that, and more concerned with his little criticisms. Lashing out...? Lihua thought to herself. She was doing no such thing. She was merely standing here ground like a righteous woman would. Hmph. Some people just take her actions a bit too far. All she was doing was being blunt. However, Lihua just took another sip of her alcohol. At this rate, she'll definitely run out. 

"I was not lashing out." Lihua calmly noted. "Perhaps I'm being a bit rough but not unnecessarily - but I'll keep further criticisms to myself."

Wyatt had begun losing steam near the end of his small spiel, his unassertiveness really creeping it's head. Regardless, he took a moment to reassemble his thoughts afterwords before continuing. "I think we did kind of get off topic, maybe we can get back to finding the boy-os?"

A part of Lihua wanted to just say no, and send them on their way as she keeps drinking her damn kidney away. Though, she felt that she was being a tad hypocritical. She was in a similar situation with both daughters. Though, she insisted on handling it herself. 

"I'll lend my services." Lihua calmly said - before she warned, "But make no mistake, I'll certainly be on my guard." She'll leave what she meant in the air.

Akemi shrugged at Lihua's defensiveness. "Understandable that you're suspicious of us - after all, we've only just met, and Verthaven is no longer a haven now." She payed for her own bill and stood up. Since the boys weren't in Chinatown, she would have to go out of the neon lights district to look for them.

Noting Akemi begin to gather herself to leave once more, Wyatt followed suit and payed his bill. Strangely the fact that he felt a bit 'better' than before began to bug him, he quickly glanced upwards at the light fixtures above the bar and stopped his subconscious drain on them. They visibly flickered before returning to a previously unreached level of brightness.

As the light pleasure of the ambient electric current was cut off from his system, He couldn't help but feel a bit more down about the whole situation and muttered to himself, "it's not like we are going to mug you or something. We're just normal people."

"That's what the last man said." Lihua said in response to Abe. "... Before he robbed me."

"Don't take it personally - but I wouldn't have lasted this long by being gullible." Lihua noted, hoping this was the last time they bring that up. Of course, if she helps Akemi out with her kids, they won't have to discuss her passive aggression, or stand-offish personality. Now, Lihua put it in perspective. The two boys Akemi is looking for are supposed to be in Chinatown. They have no cellphone so Lihua can't phone up one of her little NESTies. People around Chinatown haven't seen them. Union Point Hills is to the west - and far too easy to wander into. And the three has tens of thousands of acres of Verthaven to search.

In other words, they have no good damn leads, and too many places to look. Ah, this was almost like doing an investigation.

Except, somehow, even more irritating.

Lihua raised her finger in the air, and paid for her own drink... a little costly, but she . "Unless you want to spend the next three months of your life aimlessly searching, we need a lead."

Wyatt kept to himself the fact that aimlessly roaming around Verthaven had become a bit of a specialty of his. Really that wasn't a skill he though would better his image between the two women. He resigned himself to taking a step back and letting the two of them hash out where the boys had gotten off to.

Of course, Akemi was coming to that part. Even though she didn't have the hard lead with her now, there was something that should work as well as an actual photograph---

"Do you have a photo?" Lihua asked, as she reached into her purse and pulled her out her cellphone. Her other hand was open for the photo.

Akemi stared down at Lihua's open palm with a raised eyebrow. "I'm sorry, but there's none with me right now. They shouldn't be difficult to spot - as I've already told Abe just now - twin teenage boys, and one of them has graying hair. Most people wouldn't have white hair at such a young age anyway."

Only lead they have is a vague definition. Excellent. Akemi here is definitely accounting for every teen that dyed their hair. She was going to, at the behest of Abe, keep this to herself. "Good grief..." Lihua quickly muttered under her breath as her attention when to her phone. She quickly sent a text out to Meifeng and Cindy:

I'm looking for a white haired boy. Asian, likely Japanese. He should be with a twin.

Right when Lihua was putting her phone away, she received a text from Meifeng - she caught her daughter's name on the screen. She calmly sighed as she put in her (overly complex) password, and went right to Meifeng's text. An image, and it immediately made the matriarchal woman roll her eyes. 

It was simply a text of Meifeng taking a group selfie with Cindy, and the twins. Meifeng was, first and foremost, holding the phone with a smile on her face that almost made Lihua forget about the scars, her other hand had two fingers out. Cindy was giving a cool and collected smile from the back. Shizuka had a wide grin on his face and ruffled the hair of Haruka, who seemed rather grumpy under the mop of black mess on his head. All in the Candy Club that Lihua was literally at little while ago.

Lihua calmly presented the phone to Akemi. "... Are these the children you're looking for?"

Akemi widened her eyes, her mouth opened slightly to let out a soft gasp. "Yes, they are, but..." What were they doing? Who were those girls they were with? She looked from the phone back to Lihua. "How...?"

"Such a small, small, small, small, world we live in... yes?" Lihua said with a satisfied grin. "In case you haven't realized the resemblance, the one holding the camera is my daughter." She was speaking a bit more emotion when she referred to Meifeng. Almost like she was the light shining through her stoic facade.  "With one message, I can have them back here." She said. Maybe it's time for me and Meifeng to return home anyway. I'm... I just have a bad feeling.

Akemi noted a hint of affection in Lihua's tone when she spoke of her daughter. She nodded, the coldness in her tone from their previous conversation was gone, replaced by similar softness now that she knew her nephews were alright (she would save the reprimandation for later when she get them back home), "Y-Yeah, that would be great. Thank goodness... And thank you, Ms. Vuhong."

Wyatt couldn't help but whistle softly at how quickly this was resolved. He took this time to pay his bill to the barkeep and make sure he had everything on him to head back home. "I was expecting some kind of great detective chase to find the boys. Suppose real world doesn't quite work like that. Don't get me wrong, glad that we found them so quick-like."

Lihua quickly wrote up a text

My associate would like them back in Chinatown - and you, I think it's time for you to go home, anyhow.

u ruin all the fun, ill be right back

You can go to Chinatown with them. I'm there now.

sure sure

Stay safe.

Lihua sent the last affectionate text message. "They should be heading right back to Chinatown right now... Who would have known that my daughter was spending time with your nephews." Lihua shrugged. "...Next time, give them phones. This was mere coincidence." Lihua turned towards Akemi, before she gave a warning, "Next time... you won't be so lucky."

"Thank you," was all Akemi could reply to the stern Chinese lady. Seemed like there were a lot of things she needed to sort out with the boys...

"You're welcome." Lihua calmly said.

Wyatt couldn't stop the goofy grin on his face after this, "Regardless of how easy this was, we accomplished our task. I am sure I will meet you again, Ms. Lihua Vuhong. Hopefully you can manage to at least partially fix the things that ail you. Also I will see you tomorrow for work, Ms. Shinoda."

As much as Lihua would like to brush off the comment about seeing Abe again - this is Verthaven. A very strange city, where there are little absolutes... She let out a sigh. "I will get better. Do not worry about me." She started off. "And I'm certain we will."

Before forgetting he made a little finger gun and 'fired' it at his dust covered acquaintance, "Also if you need to get some of that... whatever... out of your clothes. Our shop isn't far from here. Akemi's Cleaners or something real close to that."

Of course, they're trying to get business. She wouldn't let no normal cleaners touch her clothes - this was top quality stuff! "I'll give it a look." She said - She wasn't saying that to be polite...she was legitimately going to look into the cleaners and both of them the second she gets her job back.

Akemi gave Abe (Wyatt) a nod, but pursed her lips at him for advertising her shop to the NEST agent. She then left the bar hurriedly, losing herself in her own thoughts.

Brown eyes lazily drifted in the direction of Akemi, before Lihua shrugged. She was more relaxed and composed about this. She was going to stick around in the bar for a bit. At least until Meifeng hits Chinatown. It's not like she has somewhere better to do.
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