Turning to Frank, Alda said, "Sorry, Mr. Frankton. We're really close, so we tend not to hold back. Don't worry about it." "Don't worry," Jouri chuckled. "I know you don't like pretty boys!"

As Alda blushed harder, Jouri could see that there was something between those two. "So, it's like that, huh?"

"No!" Alda rolled her eyes at Jouri.

"Whatever. Just go in. I'll be done soon."

"Okay."

Both Alda and Frank headed into the cottage, whose furnishings were quite old, just like the farmer cottage it appeared to be on the outside.

Still, Alda sighed as she remembered how Jouri had wrecked over a dozen Kawasaki bikes just to get to her. "She was very poor back in college. It's been a few years, but I guess she's now dirt rich." "Hey, who were you mocking?" Jouri asked, carrying a large pot of food.

obviously!" Alda quickly

took their seats, and Alda started wolfing down her

Jouri asked, "Aren't you eating, handsome? What, because my cooking isn't the real deal? I'm sure you could

"Suit yourself."

while chatting with Alda, "How has the two years been for you? I heard you

Alda sighed. "I'd be dead if not for Mr.

queen melted into a blushing maiden around a dashing youth. It seems the's found her

your mouth!" Alda

easily nonetheless. "Anyway, let's talk shop. How's your

okay. What, do you want a job?" Alda asked. "I'll

shook her head. "I'm actually going to help you instead. Have you heard of Highwill

course." Alda nodded. "They're a new energy company who built several nuclear power plants and

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