571 Levels (2) 4yr

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"35 bucks." Behind the run-down, yellowed counter, a hook-nosed waiter in a white shirt and suspenders concocted a cocktail with skilled movements. He easily poured the solution into the glass before him.
Pad-like objects floated in the faint reddish wine. It gave the cocktail an appearance of some half-congealed blood.
A young man in a gray windbreaker stood before the counter. He ruffled his messy, short golden hair. He slid the small change across the counter, picked up the glass, and took a few sips.
"What do the higher-ups want? There are many eyes in the Platinum Academy. The had a shot, and they blew it. Now, they're coming here for my help. This is difficult, the reward won't be enough…"
"The reward was increased. We have an insider in the academy, you can act without worry," replied the waiter drily. "Naturally, the consequence of the reduced difficulty means you'll have to share a portion of the reward with our insider. That won't be a problem, right?"
"An insider, huh?