"What are you doing?" Someone came up to me.
"I'm sprinkling some mana into the food to make it taste better. Would you like to try?" I scooped the batter onto the spoon.
"I'm asking why there are dozens of people suffering from all your experiments! All the infirmaries are full! Who's your superior? I think I have to make them put a stop to this," he didn't realize that I wasn't a part of them.
"He's already in the infirmary. But not all people who try testing the food get sick ok?" I started to get offended.
I was still getting familiar with the tools here. I had to admit it was better than using the headgears, playing with how each function worked. The level of difficulty was slightly higher in real life as I read the instruction manuals. You had to precisely pour in some mana into the tools to make them work. If I accidentally poured too much, the stove would explode. This was how my original captives were stuck inside the infirmary now with their superior that didn't look much better than them.
Not wanting to taste test my own food anymore, I started to find some people who complained that they were hungry. I was beginning to get depressed since most of my creations tasted horrible even with all the drizzled mana. Looking around the almost crumbling kitchen from me making mistakes on using the tools, the person sighed. If I managed to succeed in making a decent meal here, I could purchase my own in the future for the hideout I owned with Ellen and Shelly.
"Don't tell me you've been putting this poison in?" His eyes widened when I opened a bottle.
"It tastes good on its own. So it'll probably enhance the taste of the overall meal," I went along this line of thinking.
"No wonder everyone is getting sick! You're mixing in all these strong bottles of poison inside!" He yelled.
"I drank each bottle just fine, ok?" I chugged one of them, l.i.c.k.i.n.g my lips towards the end.
"You're the strange one. One whole bottle can kill someone," he shuddered.
"What's going on?" Another person entered the kitchen.
"She's been poisoning everyone with her experiments," he pointed at me.
"How was I supposed to know they were poison? It's not like there were labels on them!" I pointed out the main reason why I had to experiment with all the ingredients.
"Everyone knows how to recognize them from learning it in school," he didn't buy my explanation.
"And you think I graduated from school yet?" I gestured to my appearance.
He went silent with the person beside him. I knew I looked younger than my actual age, around eleven at most. This was why Luke posted two ages when he searched for me in both the first and second districts. Going back to trying to mix the new set of cookie dough with the mixer, I decided to exclude the bottle of poison. The broken tools were already placed outside the kitchen, hoping someone else would dispose of them for me.
"How did you even join us?" He wondered.
"She was probably able to join us since she was immune to poison," the person elbowed him.
"Anyways, you're banned from the kitchen now," he pulled my arm.
"Wait, can I take a bath first?" I was covered in all my failed batters.
"You weren't assigned to a room yet?" He looked a bit confused.
"It's my first day here," I nodded my head.
"No wonder," a person mumbled.
"Here's a key to one of the extra rooms. Someone will come to you to give you the welcome package soon," he led me to a large room that had all my dreams inside.
I could spot a headgear placed on top of a cabinet while there was both a king-sized bed and comfortable gaming pod. My toes wiggled between the soft carpets while spotting the device to make a large screen to appear at my will with large bean chairs filling the extra place. I didn't want to leave this place, being like another gaming centre. Opening the door to the bathroom, everything was such high quality that it resembled the room in the dorms. Why was a criminal organization so fancy?
Quickly putting on a bathrobe, I opened the door to find a person waiting to come in. The welcome package was amazing, showing where I had access on the map of the entire place. Ben was right, this place was much bigger than the map he possessed. With the access card I was given, there weren't many places where I couldn't enter. I wondered if being a criminal was bad, looking at all the benefits inside the pamphlets. They could even take a holiday at another facility they owned.
"Where do I sign the contract?" My eyes sparkled.
"Didn't you already sign it?" The person was confused.
"I did," I nodded my head, pretending that I forgot about it.
"Anyways, we'll give you a week to settle in before we begin the training. Your important contacts are stored in this device," she tapped the watch I was given.
I opened the door for her after she was done explaining everything. Maybe I wouldn't need to escape from the Roselia family anymore, I could just live out the rest of my days here. With their amazing networks, there was a chance that I could visit my parents without the Roselia family knowing. Apologizing to my parents that I wouldn't be able to graduate from school inside my heart, I entered the marvellous gaming pod to sleep inside instead of the bed.