Chapter 102: Micky’s second core
“A bit overkill, don’t you think? I’ll forget everything after I leave anyway.” the Oblivious Agent said upon noticing Percy’s disguise.
“I’d rather not take any chances.” the latter replied, regurgitating his side of the conversation word for word.
“Fair enough.” the man nodded once he drew closer.
Then he carefully dropped the pouch on the ground like all their previous meetings.
“Why do you guys even do this?” Percy asked again.
“I can’t speak for the others, but I’m just using my ability for the sake of my family.”
‘3 out of 3 so far.’ Percy thought.
By now, he’d met the man about a dozen times. He’d always repeated the exact same words to the Agent, gauging his responses. While there were some minor permutations, the gist of what the guy said was more or less the same. At the very least, he’d never given him any reason to suspect he remembered any of their previous conversations.
“Well, sure… but isn’t the cost too high? Aren’t you worried you’ll look back one day only to realize you can’t remember half your life?” Percy asked the final set of questions, carefully observing the Agent’s reaction.