After chauffeuring Pluto to the airport, Delta can only grudgingly realize that she, as an inner member of the Brunhild has been used as a driver by a sixteen years old brat. She laughed as she shook off any wild thoughts and returned to her usual composed manner.
“First, I need to make a report. Those people must have been dying to find out what really happened.”
Delta goes to the nearest electronic stall and bought a phone. She dialed a number and the call connected.
“Login required.”
“Delta 3r4nch%832.”
“Welcome back Miss Delta. How can I help you?”
“I need you to arrange a pick up for me from Brazil and connect me to Dragon head, I’m here to make a report.”
Not long after, the call is directed to another line and then Delta starts to make her report. While she is speaking on the
