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"The hell?" Jinx looked down to where Isha was pointing and seen the mop and bucket on wheels.
She grabbed the note with her free hand, read it, and then sighed loudly, like an angsty teenager. "You're kidding me. Gosh, you sound like Vander." Jinx mumbled.

Jinx suddenly turned her head to someone that didn't seem to be there, listening to it, "Shut up, he does!!" Jinx shouted at what seemed to be nothing.

Jinx then carefully set Isha down on a stool and grabbed the mop handle, blowing her side bang out of her face. She then turned to Azumi and raised a brow, she wasn't sure if Azumi was talking to her or not, as she seemed to had been hearing things when Azumi spoke.

"Ren! In here with me please, sir"

Ren was the closest thing to one of his children around.

"Alright? Pretty formal today, Mathius" Ren noted in confusion. He followed Mathius.

He pointed at a chair indicating to Ren to sit. He grabbed a bucket and sat with Ren.

Ren sat down. He patiently awaited a response from Mathius. The young man felt nervous, he had heard from his motherly familiar that Mathius had apparently been in some sort of bad mood, which is why he and Azumi visited Trixie's in order to cheer him up. What he did not expect was the need to clean up the mess Jinx had made.

"Should I make some more cookies?"

"You got any of the music you make? I'd like to hear some..."

He understood Ren's confusion due to never having a father figure in his life. He would then reach up his sleeve and produced a fighting knife. It was near matte-black. He spun it on his hand before presenting it handle first to Ren.

"I think we have plenty, sweet face"

"Ah, no, it's fine really. I was having a sh*try nap anyway."

"Okie."