Ah! A wanderer agent, splendid!
"Excuse me, but can you help me? See, I'm-"
"I'm sorry, but I am of o assistance to you."
"Oh, aren't you?"
I pulled out a certified badge.
"Wait a minute... You're-"
"Yes, that's right! I am Gerard Teranous!"
"Well, I'd really love to help, but I am going to do a check-up on the underground research labs."
"Oh, take me as well!"
"I'm sorry, sir, but you don't seem to be-"
I pulled out an assault rifle from my back.
"... Armed. Well, if you insist."
"Hooray! And when this is all over, I'm going to have a delicious treat, no doubt!"
We kept on walking. Suddenly the man spoke up.
"Um, sir... I have bad news."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Recently, a spy has been sent to a Hawaiian engineering convention to retrieve mechs and weaponry. Unfortunately, he was assaulted. The thing is, it was one man who attacked the operative. The operative failed however. The thing is... That operative was your son."
My tone changed. "Impossible! How could this possibly be?!"
"Another thing sir. His opponent... Was a character known famously as the Master Chief. Your son was confirmed to have died in an explosion."
I felt... Dead on the inside.
"But... No... This..."
"I'm sorry sir, but we both know... That your son was no match."
"... I see..."
My son... Please tell me... That he's lying.
"Excuse me, but can you help me? See, I'm-"
"I'm sorry, but I am of o assistance to you."
"Oh, aren't you?"
I pulled out a certified badge.
"Wait a minute... You're-"
"Yes, that's right! I am Gerard Teranous!"
"Well, I'd really love to help, but I am going to do a check-up on the underground research labs."
"Oh, take me as well!"
"I'm sorry, sir, but you don't seem to be-"
I pulled out an assault rifle from my back.
"... Armed. Well, if you insist."
"Hooray! And when this is all over, I'm going to have a delicious treat, no doubt!"
We kept on walking. Suddenly the man spoke up.
"Um, sir... I have bad news."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Recently, a spy has been sent to a Hawaiian engineering convention to retrieve mechs and weaponry. Unfortunately, he was assaulted. The thing is, it was one man who attacked the operative. The operative failed however. The thing is... That operative was your son."
My tone changed. "Impossible! How could this possibly be?!"
"Another thing sir. His opponent... Was a character known famously as the Master Chief. Your son was confirmed to have died in an explosion."
I felt... Dead on the inside.
"But... No... This..."
"I'm sorry sir, but we both know... That your son was no match."
"... I see..."
My son... Please tell me... That he's lying.
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