Chapter 479.
<strong>Chapter 479. Heading to the Peak: The Ascent. (2/5)</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa pulled out her phone, held it up in front of me, and let a video y. Depicted in it was exactly what she described. A freezer, her forcibly breaking it open, and… a bunch of frozen organs in stic packaging filled with preservative fluid.
<span style="font-weight:400">What this doctor was involved in was exactly what I feared. Illegal organ harvesting. But… it didn’t seem he was the one doing the harvesting going off of what was in the footage.
<span style="font-weight:400">There were foreign characters on the packaging. Rather than the deed being done in this country, it seemed they were importing them from overseas. It seemed this operation was much bigger than just this doctor. He was at best one of many buyers dealing in shady business transactions using this underground supply of organs as leverage.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right after Rosa opened the freezer, a loud rm went off alerting the others in the room that something was off. It was exactly as Rosa said, but I noticed something bizarre. She didn’t immediately flee. Rather than escape, she picked up one of the packages inside the freezer and did something with it off-camera.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa, why didn’t you immediately run away? Why’d you pick up one of the packages? You’re not going to tell me you took it with you, right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No way. The reason I picked one up was to slip a small tracker into one of the packages before I made my escape. Thankfully… I was quick enough. They had guns and we just barely avoided getting a few bullets in our backs thanks to the versatility and speed of your motorcycle inside those tunnels. It was a close call, to say the least. We were really dancing with the grim reaper there. Master was even in tears while driving us away.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who can me her? Your n was insane. I’d definitely be crying too.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hehehe, Master was really cute though. I couldn’t help myself. Look, I even got a few good pictures of us together mid-escape tomemorate the asion, our first coboration as fellow assassins.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa swiped left on the screen. Depicted was Rosa holding up a peace sign with her left hand while sticking out her phone over Wisteria’s right shoulder to capture both of them in frame. Wisteria looked like she was screaming something out with tears at the corner of her eyes. Rosa, on the other hand, looked like she was having a stughing with a wide smile. But… the scariest part of the picture was definitely the sparks on the wall behind them. The picture was captured directly outside the hidden passage.
<span style="font-weight:400">That... poor little sister of mine… I’m really going to have to treat her to something good after what she’s been through. I couldn’t help but feel extremely apologetic. I sincerely apologize on behalf of my weird crazy adrenaline junkie girlfriend.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So… you got away and used that tracker to find where they moved to next?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Exactly. By the time we got back to Dawn’s ce, it waste in the night. We were able to get a few hours of rest before we had to head back out once the tracker signal came online early in the morning once they started moving out their goods.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She yed another video while she continued her exnation.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We took Dawn’s truck this time so we could get up onto the wall and record everything from a safe distance. As you can see, we even got some good footage of the doctor on-site too. Everything. So he’s officially been implicated. From there we railed them using the tracker to their new facility and confirmed them offloading their goods.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see. And you’ve provided an anonymous tip to the police with all the evidence already?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yep. It shouldn’t be long before that doctor is taken in for questioning once the police verify all the intel we provided them. He’ll likely be behind bars in the next few days.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaah. I just hope Aurelia doesn’t somehow get dragged into this considering she’s a surgeon who’s likely, though unknowingly, been performing operations with illegally harvested organs.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Jeez, don’t be such a downer. Let’s not think about the overlyplicated stuff for now and just enjoy the rest of our vacation.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, you’re right. But we really got tangled up in something absurd again, didn’t we?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It was pretty fun though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Your definition of fun is truly beyond me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You know, it’s your own fault for dating a girl brought up as an assassin~”
<span style="font-weight:400">When she poked my cheek yfully, I couldn’t help but lean closer to her and kiss her. She closed her eyes halfway and didn’t resist as our tongues naturally intertwined.
<span style="font-weight:400">The ambiance in the air had gotten to me. If we stayed here tonight, I think I might lose control... and I’d… likely cross that final line with Rosa. Somehow, today, she looked even more tempting than usual despite there not being anything particrly different about her. She was her usual flirtatious self.
<span style="font-weight:400">The only thing different was the ambiance. She smelled too good to keep away.
<span style="font-weight:400">Before I even realized it, the sun had set. We’d been making out for an hour.
<span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t help it though, she tasted too good. Sweet, like an addictive drug I couldn’t get enough of.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa’s right hand slid down over my chest and wandered lower until it stopped on my groin. When our lips parted she whispered suggestively in my ear, “Do you want to do it… and go all the way?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her warm breath blowing into my ear sent shivers down my back. The hair on my body stood on ends.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I did promise that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not asking about the promise. Forget that promise, I’m asking if you want to finally do it with me or not.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I… do.”
<span style="font-weight:400">…
<span style="font-weight:400">When I came to next, it was morning.
<span style="font-weight:400">The sun should have already been up, but it was dark.
<span style="font-weight:400">I had an awful headache.
<span style="font-weight:400">My body was sore.
<span style="font-weight:400">My mouth was dry.
<span style="font-weight:400">Unbearably dry.
<span style="font-weight:400">Why was that?
<span style="font-weight:400">It was to the degree I questioned whether I’d been stranded in a desert for days without any water.
<span style="font-weight:400">Was I hungover?
<span style="font-weight:400">What happened to me?
<span style="font-weight:400">I tried to recall the night before, but I was drawing a nk. I’d never drank alcohol before and I doubt I startedst night.
<span style="font-weight:400">What the hell happened?
<span style="font-weight:400">Why can’t I remember?
<span style="font-weight:400">Also, why’s it so dark?
<span style="font-weight:400">Only now did I realize I’d been sleeping with my mouth open.
<span style="font-weight:400">When I tried to speak, I felt something on my tongue and finally realized there was something in my mouth.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was smooth, a bundled-up ball of fabric.
<span style="font-weight:400">When I blinked I felt the resistance of my eyshes brushing against something. I raised my hand up, touched my face, and solved the mystery behind why it was still so dark.
<span style="font-weight:400">When I raised it up a bit away from my face with my right hand, light leaked through the gap from below. This was... Rosa’s top? It was a bit damp. Why was it covering my head?
<span style="font-weight:400">Actually, where’s Rosa?
<span style="font-weight:400">When I tried to move my sore body, the answer became apparent.
<span style="font-weight:400">I tilted my head forward and looked down.
<span style="font-weight:400">On my left side, there was a bulge in the sleeping bag. I took a peek inside and understood… nothing.
<span style="font-weight:400">Both her arms were wrapped around my waist from the side and her right cheek was pressed up against my chest. She was peacefully breathing in and out with an extremely content look on her face.
<span style="font-weight:400">Up to that point, there was nothing I was unused to.
<span style="font-weight:400">What was the nail in the coffin was our appearance.
<span style="font-weight:400">She waspletely nude…
<span style="font-weight:400">As was I...
<span style="font-weight:400">Huh. No, I mean. We came out here with this exact sort of thing in mind. It was our entire objective, the purpose of this whole trip. We were guaranteed to go all the way for the first time when we got here. That much was certain. There was nothing strange about this situation at all then.
<span style="font-weight:400">We… did it.
<span style="font-weight:400">But… I didn’t remember it!
<span style="font-weight:400">No. No. No. No.
<span style="font-weight:400">There’s no way I can’t remember it.
<span style="font-weight:400">But this was reality, I couldn’t.
<span style="font-weight:400">Isn’t this... like really bad?