Chapter 2 - Min Headroom①(6)

I slip into my trousers, looping a belt around them and attaching my NetJack to the front. I follow that up by putting my plants away safely for the day before I finally stop protesting the command in silence. It only takes a mental thought and the touch of two fingers to the side of my neck to accept the mission, at which point Chroma's message alert disappears as though it were never there. In a literal sense it never was.

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