章 48: 48: The Radiant Shuttle 

Orson was utterly baffled. What kind of day is this? First, Usher's goons come knocking, then Blank shows up for an assassination attempt, and now his left eye is acting up. 

"Is Infinite Dimensions even worth playing anymore?" he muttered. 

"Uh... hey, don't cry, babe. Come on, be good, alright?" Orson grabbed a tissue box from his nightstand and awkwardly offered it to her. 

But Blank, the infamous assassin, only cried harder. The more she thought about being humiliated in-game by this man, and now in real life, the angrier and more wronged she felt. 

Her delicate sobs turned into a full-on breakdown, tears streaming down her face as she wailed pitifully. 

Orson massaged his temples, feeling like the universe was playing some cruel joke on him.