'Please tell me this isn't one of those illegal brothels.'
[Unfortunately, it does not seem like there are any security cameras inside.] Said Volcan.
'Damn it…'
The best course of action would be to use Type 8-3 to scan the building and get whatever information they need, but Dante was hesitant to take it. Finn being there was one reason, but he also didn't want to put on any of Volcan's armors right now.
Watching from the third floor of the opposite building, Dante thought for a moment, then turned to the brat accompanying him.
"Guess it's up to you now."
"Me?"
"Yes, you. Why do you think I brought you here?"
Dante let out a sigh and turned to the blue crate at his feet. On the outside, I looked like an average portable ice box, which made carrying it around on a winter day quite a strange sight. It obviously didn't contain any ice, and its purpose was far removed from what its appearance might have suggested.
