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Capítulo 15: Another Invite Ticket!

Isaac quietly made his lunch and ate it while there were still not many customers around.

Wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, he took a glass of cold water and drank.

Just then, the notification appeared in front of him that came from the system.

[B-Rank Quest]

[Type: Side Quest]

[Title: Will (1)]

[Objectives: Provide a place of relaxation for a total of three characters related to the story.]

[Reward: Invite ticket(1)]

'Another invite ticket!' The moment Isaac saw the reward he got from the side quest, his eyes slightly contracted. 'I thought I'd never be able to see it again...'

'Ever since I used my last invite ticket, I hadn't been able to invite other characters since I needed more points to buy them...' He sighed internally. 'I didn't know that I'd still get more of them from the quest features...'

It was true.

Since most side quests are hidden, generated at the spot, or need special conditions to appear, Isaac hadn't been able to find any quests available to him that had invite tickets as rewards.

Opening his inventory, Isaac saw the familiar ticket, smiled, and then let out a sigh. 'I wonder who will it be this time...'

With that thought in mind, he picked up his plate and headed to the kitchen, planning to leave them by the sink to clean later.

'I sure do hope it's no one chaotic...'

If the future Isaac heard his thoughts right, he would have smacked him right on the spot for jinxing himself.

Isaac would have never thought he'd summon one of, if not the most mischievous person in the world.

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"Here, a total of 600 Mora." Navia, who had finished eating and drinking with her two attendants, took out some Mora and neatly placed it on the counter. "Keep the change! The coffee here was great! I'll make sure to come back here again in the future!"

Isaac, who was rubbing some cups with a clean damp cloth, looked at the money and instantly stopped what he was doing. Putting down the cup and the cloth, he politely took the money before looking at Navia. "Thank you for your kindness, Madam."

His languid yet somehow alluring eyes then shifted to the three of them. "Having such kind patrons who know the value of what they are drinking is nothing short of a blessing for a feeble business like mine."

He was genuinely thanking them.

The reason is that they are truly one of the few patrons Isaac receives. Since opening the cafe, Isaac noticed that the daily number of people who came in for a drink and relaxation was quite small.

Navia, who heard his genuine words, nodded with a warm smile. "It's no problem! Humble people like you are exactly what this world needs more of."

'No, miss, you're quite wrong.' Isaac chided himself. 'I'm no humble person...'

Isaac was aware of himself. He knows he has these episodes of wanting to seek thrill and episodes of just wanting to slouch on his bed and do nothing the whole day.

As for being humble... Isaac never really saw that in himself. He would only act humble if it favors his situation. In short, it was just a part of his façade— a convenient mask.

'But being thankful? That I am.' Isaac shook his head. Opening his mouth, Isaac, for the first time, let out a genuinely bright smile. "You flatter me, Madam. I believe that you too are a good person."

Seeing Isaac's smile, Navia was momentarily caught in a hypotonic charm of his. However, she soon shook it off. Looking at Isaac's alluring deep amber eyes, Navia gave a wry smile. "Alright, I'll be going now!"

Isaac looked at Navia who was trying to leave. He then thought of something for a brief moment.

He hesitated to open his mouth, but in the end, just right before Navia was about to open the door, Isaac's voice reached her ears. "Be careful, miss. I can tell that it's about to rain today. Try not to get... Soaked. After all, as seemingly harmless as they are, waters can still inflict illnesses."

Isaac was subtly hinting at the Waters from the Primordial Sea— a special substance that can instantly turn someone into water!

However, it only exclusively works on the people born on Fontaine— as such, Isaac too is vulnerable to such substance.

As a requirement for his second main quest, he decided to first tease the mission.

It had only been a day since he finished his first main mission, after all. 'She'll have to settle with this for now... I still haven't rested enough.'

He was going to do the second main mission soon, but not now when it was still chaotic from what he previously did.

Navia, who heard Isaac's words, thought for a moment before giving a reassuring nod. "Thank you for your reminder."

"Silver?" She then looked at her solemn attendant on the side.

"Your parasol is ready, boss." Silver pulled out a yellow parasol with black patterns from seemingly out of nowhere.

Navia nodded and then looked at Isaac. "Well then, goodbye!"

"Farewell, Miss." Isaac gave a slight nod.

Ding~*

Soon, the bell hanging on the door chimed, and the trio left the cafe.

Now once again left with Klee, Isaac sighed lightly. He looked at Klee before lifting his head to look at what she was watching.

[How to make a pipe bomb]

"Ooookay, that's enough TV for one day." Isaac read the title and didn't hesitate to turn off the TV as quickly as a heartbeat.

'How could I let a child watch something like— oh wait.' Isaac was mentally shaking himself when he remembered something. 'Since the child is Klee then it sort of lost its meaning since she makes bombs which are much more dangerous...'

Klee, on the other hand, felt dissatisfied that what she was watching was suddenly cut off.

"Aww, but it was just about to get into the interesting part!" Klee groaned as she sat down while playing with Dodoko on her hand.

'...that wasn't some kind of movie, Klee.' Isaac facepalmed. 'Seriously, I should limit the time Klee watches something— yeah that sounds like a good plan.'

"Alright, I think it's time for you to go back." Isaac sighed before pointing at the door. "Stay here a bit more and I'm sure the Knights would suspect something."

"Fine..." Although Klee wanted to stay longer, she couldn't do anything if the Acting Grand Master punished her and took all her Mora away— rendering her unable to visit the cafe any more!

Picking up her backpack, she stumbled for a moment before running to the door. But not before turning around and waving at Isaac. "See you again tomorrow Mister Isaac!"

"...alright. Farewell, Klee." Isaac refrained from teasing and simply waved her off.

Now, once again left alone in the cafe, Isaac sighed. He sat down on one of the chairs and relaxed.

'Time to summon.' The gambling addiction woke up in Isaac. 'It's Gamba time.'

Opening the system inventory, he selected the invite ticket to use it.

[Use Invite Ticket? Y/N]

'Of course, it's a yes.' Isaac didn't hesitate and proceeded with the summoning.

Just like before, the ticket flew out from his inventory and landed on the cafe's door.

The familiar bright lights once again appeared, indicating that the summoning was currently being held.

'Please don't be a child.' Isaac muttered to himself.

After a few minutes, the summoning finally ended, and the profile of who Isaac summoned appeared in front of him.

"Th-This is...!" Looking at who it was, Isaac didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

[Profile]

[Name: Yae Miko]

[Vision: Electro]

[Title: Head Shrine Maiden of the Narukami Shrine]

[From: Inazuma]

"...I pulled the crafty fox." Isaac felt like his soul left his body. This was much more troublesome than Klee!

"At least Klee could still be relatively controlled...' Isaac sighed. 'But she, on the other hand, might control me...'

How could he not be familiar with her? Yae Miko, in public, is an outstanding shrine maiden and an exceptional novel editor.

But beneath this façade of hers, a cunning mischievous fox who's always looking for fun entertainment was lurking.

There was even a point in time in which she tricked a certain general of the Watatsumi Army into crossdressing as a girl!

This resulted in the general's fear of her.

"However..." Soon, a different glint appeared in Isaac's eyes. "This is also an opportunity..."

"An opportunity to have a connection to one of the most powerful figures in the nation of Inazuma and..." Isaac spoke to himself. This time, a wry smile appeared on his face. "...and finally having another adult in the cafe dealing with Klee with me."

Having made up his mind, Isaac stood up before making light stretches. Looking around, he smiled in a leisurely manner. "Right... I should renovate this place a bit like what I did with Klee."

"Alright, let's do this."

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Meanwhile, outside Isaac's cafe, in a shadow behind a building, a few people can be seen intently looking at Isaac's cafe.

"That's the one, right?" One of them asked with a hoarse voice.

"Yeah, that's the recently opened one." One of them replied with a malicious glint in his eyes.

"Then, as usual, we'll stir trouble and the other guys would stop us, got it?" A well-built person said at the back. "After that, we'll ask for protection fees."

"Hehe, let's begin boys." On the leader's leather belt, a single badge with a symbol can be seen.

Once Isaac sees them, he'll immediately know whose symbol that belong to.

The Confrerie of Cabriere!

This organization was built by the same person distributing the Waters from the Primordial Sea!

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A/N: I know there's a lot of words that don't fit here, but I'm too lazy and sleepy to edit them. Would probably fix them tomorrow.


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Capítulo 16: No Laughing Matter

Confrerie of Cabriere is an organization and a business that, like other big businesses, is double-faced.

At the front, it was just an organization that sells general goods and is even expanding to beauty products.

But beneath this farce of theirs was a far more gruesome truth.

Unbeknownst to the public and the law, some members of this organization have been distributing extremely addictive drugs known as "Sinthe" throughout the nation.

For a decade, this business has been happening and the mastermind hadn't been caught yet.

In addition to this, to further expand their cruelty and greed, they even faked gang fights near small establishments and requested protection fees from the latter to stop the fights.

As for the Gardes? Well, even if they catch a few gangsters, at most, they would only confess that they were instructed by their "boss" to do it— but so far, the so-called boss hasn't been found out.

And right now, they are currently eyeing Isaac's newly opened cafe.

"Did you call Louis?" A sturdy-looking man asked.

"Yes," Another person replied. "They should follow behind 15 minutes after we enter."

"Good," The sturdy-looking man snickered. "Our goal this time is to just break everything inside. After that, the usual. Got it?"

What their plan was to cause trouble in the cafe with another group from their gang, and eventually lose. The other group would then tell the owner that, for the other group to stop harassing his cafe, he should pay them "protection fees."

It was the classic scheme.

"No problem, boss." Several members nodded their heads.

Looking at Isaac's cafe, the boss scoffed. "It's just one guy there anyway, Let's make this quick."

After saying this, the man walked over to the cafe along with four others.

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Ding~*

The chiming of the doorbell was heard and soon, six people wearing blue overalls entered the cafe.

The gang members looked around and saw the quiet ambiance of the cafe and the languid-looking barista behind a counter.

"Welcome..." The man, who was suspected to be the barista, stopped cleaning some cups with a damp cloth and looked at the gang members.

The gang members looked at the barista and saw his deep languid amber eyes. The moment they saw his eyes, for a split second, they mysteriously felt a sense of danger from the man. However, that feeling soon disappeared.

The leader looked over before nodding to the other members. Soon the latter started scattering in the cafe.

"You're new here, aren't you?" The boss sat down in front of the counter and intimidatingly looked at the barista. "Looks like you don't know the rules in these parts?"

"..." The barista's face didn't change, but he remained silent. After a second, he opened his mouth. "...and what rule would that be gentlemen? If you aren't customers, then please leave. I believe I have no business with any of you."

"Haha..." Hearing the barista's words, the boss laughed for a moment before turning serious. He then spoke to let the others hear him. "Break them."

Shortly after saying this, the men that were behind him started lifting the chairs and tables before breaking them instantly.

Bang!*

The sound of wood crashing to the ground echoed throughout the cafe as destruction was present everywhere.

The barista, however, remained calm and silent. He just watched as his cafe's furniture was destroyed. "..."

'Wuss.' The boss saw his silence and snickered with a smile of confidence. 'This was too easy.'

However, he failed to notice the bulging and throbbing vein beneath the barista's jaw and on his forehead. Soon, his deep amber eyes which were languid a moment ago turned cold and apathetic— as if all emotions had been erased from them.

"Now listen here you—" The leader then stood up and was just about to hold the barista's collar when something happened.

Before the leader's hand reached the barista, the latter calmly turned and walked out of the counter. But not before taking a wooden cane inlaid with silver that was hidden behind the counter.

'What's this little rat thinking?' Looking at the barista's actions, the man felt belittled. He then saw the barista walking to the door and a scoff escaped his lips. He then spoke with ridicule, "Heh, so it was nothing but a coward that runs a—"

However, his words were soon cut off when the man stopped by the double door.

"Manners."

Click*

The lock located in the door's upper part was locked.

"Maketh."

Click*

Once more, another lock in the middle part of the door was locked.

"Man."

Click*

Again, the lock at the bottom part of the door was pushed to close.

The man then turned around and looked at the gang members while holding his cane down with both of his hands. He opened his mouth and spoke with a solemn voice. "Do you understand what that means?"

"...If not, let me teach you a lesson." He added as his eyebrows knitted.

"...do you understand what you're saying, boy?" Looking at the feeble barista's appearance, a throbbing vein appeared on the leader's head. He then stood up, "Who do you think you are? Do you think we won't mess you up?"

He then walked over to the barista and stood in front of him. He then intimidated the barista who was the same height as him. "Sit down. Now. Or do you prefer the usual face-punching—"

Before the leader could finish his word, a thick brown wooden cane came straight to his face from the sides. "Huh—"

Bam!*

The leader didn't even have time to react as the thick cane smacked him right on his head, sending him to fly away.

"Boss!" The other members saw this and quickly shouted in surprise.

Bang—*

"Y-You!" The leader was thrown to the floor and held his head with a face that showed contorted pain. "Sh-Shit... You! All of you! Kill that bastard! I don't care anymore! Just kill hi—"

"Slow."

Before the leader could finish his words, another sight of the thick wooden cane came swooping down to his face, leaving a red trail of blood on the floor.

Bam!*

The leader's body fell to the floor as blood continued to ooze out from his head.

"You! How dare you!" The other membered looked at the barista with eyes filled with hatred. "You're dead meat!"

However, contrary to their expressions, the barista calmly looked at his cane before looking at them.

At this moment, all of them noticed his emotionless and cold deep amber eyes. It was as if what he just did was nothing worth noting.

"Well?" The barista's hoarse and calm voice echoed in the cafe. "Are we just gonna stand here? Or are we going to fight?"

Hearing this, the four members immediately felt enraged and each took out a pocket knife. "That's it! You're gone!"

Three members carrying pocket knives then ran to the barista with the intent to kill.

The barista quickly analyzed the three people running towards him as his eyes darted between them. He then let out a sigh.

He then charged to the left member and raised his cane in quick succession. With a swift motion, he landed a heavy blow to the member's knee. "Sloppy."

"Agh!" The member instantly felt the pain as he dropped his weapon before dropping to the ground.

"Hup!" Suddenly, another member aimed his knife at him on the side.

The barista didn't stop there and quickly went behind the counter to avoid the knife that was about to hit him.

He then looked at the cup that was on the counter that was still steaming hot and placed his cane beside it.

Bang!*

He slid his cane, and along with it, the cup containing the hot coffee was dragged, landing on the other member's face.

Splash!*

"AAAGH!" The member screamed in agony as the hot coffee blended with the wounds caused by the cup.

"Sad." Without waiting for him to recover, the barista raised his hand above his head and struck it down to his head like a hammer.

Tud—*

Blood came out of the man's head as the cane landed down on him, staining the barista's white long-sleeved shirt with blood.

He then looked at the other two remaining.

Seeing the rest of their gang fall instantly, the two remaining members backed away with a cautious face.

"Y-You... You won't get away with this!" One of the members said with a shaky voice. With fear enlaced in his voice, he continued. "The Confrerie won't forgive you!

He intentionally didn't say the full name of their organization to avoid giving away confidential information.

After all, "Confrerie" means "Brotherhood", so there was nothing suspicious about calling a gang a confrerie.

"Th-That's right!" The other member saw how his boss and other two companions got knocked out and yelled. "The Confrerie will hunt you down! Even after beating us up!"

The barista looked at them coldly and didn't speak anything for a few seconds. It was as if he was pondering something.

'I-It's w-working!' One of the members thought with a shaky smile. 'He's getting scared! Good! He's finally aware that we're—'

"You don't need to worry about that."

However, contrary to the member's thoughts, the barista once more opened his mouth with a cold and apathetic tone. "I don't fear the Confrerie."

"Rather, they should fear me." The man looked at them with deep hatred in his manner eyes.

"A-Ah..." Hearing the barista's words, only shaky pleas escaped from the mouths of the two remaining members.

They then saw him approach while carrying his wooden cane which had blood on it. "N-No! Please!"

"AAAGH!"

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"..."

A few minutes after everything finally settled down, only silence remained in the cafe.

On the floor, five bodies can be seen lying unconscious with blood seeping from their head.

And standing amidst them was a tall man with brown hair that had slight curls.

He stood there silently as he held his bloodied cane.

It was none other than Isaac.

"The Confrerie of Cabriere..." Isaac muttered the name of the organization that targeted him.

After saying that name, his body began to convulse and slowly lowered.

"Haha..." Soon, a sinister laugh escaped Isaac's mouth. He held up his hand to block and try to stop his mouth, but it was futile.

Soon, the laughter started getting more lively.

As for Isaac...

A hideous and wide smile coupled with a frenzied maniacal eye appeared on Isaac's face. "Haha...hahaha..."

'Stop.' Isaac tried his best to resist laughing further, but the laughter kept escaping his mouth. 'Stop it. Control yourself... Haha...'

Oddly enough, his laughter, rather than sounding like a maniac's, sounded more like... Laughs of joy.

"Haha..."

After a few moments of controlling himself, Isaac finally regained control of his body.

"Ha..." Letting out a heavy sigh, Isaac's face turned solemn— completely in contrast to his expression earlier. "Finally calmed down...."

"Still..." Isaac, who now regained his senses, quickly analyzed the situation. "...I can't let them stay there..."

He then picked up the five bodies and took them to the second floor of the cafe.

Placing all of them down, Isaac spoke to the system. "Conceal."

[Concealing...]

Soon, a black veil appeared around the five unconscious bodies. Isaac then locked the door to that room. 'That should do it.'

This was one of the system's functions— as long as Isaac was inside the cafe, he could instruct the system to conceal anything. 'There's no evidence if they can't find any evidence.'

It was just like the other function which hides Isaac's presence, but more on a limited area.

Going back down the cafe, Isaac looked around and saw the broken furniture and the floor covered in blood.

[Reconstruct? 50 System Points required.]

"Do it," Isaac commanded. Shortly afterward, the broken cafe started reconstructing itself from its damaged state.

After everything was fixed, Isaac breathed a heavy sigh before sitting down.

"...you all attacked first," Isaac muttered to himself with a cold tone. "It's only right for me to retaliate..."

Isaac intended to leave the Confrerie of Cabriere for at least a week or two. But now that they attacked first, Isaac needs to revise his plans.

"After I deal with Yae Miko..." Isaac's deep amber eyes carried a glint of anger. "...The Confrerie of Cabriere shall experience hell."

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A/N: Might have made references to two movies while writing this...


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