The Boss (2)

Christine calmly told me what had happened that day.

“It was a mission that wasn't all that different from usual.”

An unmistakable displeasure briefly flitted across her languid expression.

Chik—a small flame began to burn at the tip of the cigarette she had somehow already taken out.

“There are plenty of things in this city that need cleaning up. Starting with scavengers, to put it mildly, then chrome junkies, unlicensed mercenaries, corporations that keep causing incidents and accidents….”

Fatigue weighed heavily on her voice.

Does the City Government really have no one useful?

Christine had said earlier that she only got a few days off a year, so it would have been stranger if she hadn't burned out.

“And black mages, too.”

“Black mages?”...