Friendship is a Game

It was so good!

Perl, I don’t need to hear about how Shiro felt. Save that talk for the next girl’s night out.

Oh please. You’ve discussed how tight Sweetie was.

And you’re bi so you enjoy that just as much as I do. I’m straight. Now be quiet. I need to focus

Micro twisted his head to check the houses next door. Seeing no one watching and the road clear, he went back to working with the lock.

‘How many different locks does Frida have?’ He thought to himself. Frida didn’t want him to just hide in an ID. Thankfully he had managed to level up the skill a few times by binge watching YouTube channels showing how to pick locks.

After a few more seconds, he heard the satisfying click. Sighing in relief, he dropped the tools into the inventory and started to crack open the door. Frida knew he was coming and was most likely planning an ambush, so he had to be careful.

Taking a small pack from his Inventory and lighting it with a small spark of magic he tossed in the home made smoke bomb. After hearing the hiss for a few seconds, he took a breath and charged in.

Using the path he memorized over the course of his visits he dashed into the living room, intent on making it to the couch (the area they designated as his safe zone). He wasn’t expecting the cool feeling of a gun barrel to find itself on his temple.

Thankfully he had already been prepared for some resistance and he immediately ducked his head while bringing his hand up to push the assailant’s weapon away. The attacker gasped in surprise as Micro twisted his wrist back, the weapon falling to the ground.

Kicking the gun under the couch, Micro used his martial arts training to attempt to flip the guy into his back. Apparently the man was no slouch as he spun and slid his arm out of the black trench coat he was wearing and flinging it into the young Gamer’s face. With his sight obscured, Micro only felt the punch to his gut.

Thinking fast, Micro grabbed the limb through the fabric and pulled the man back into the smoke with him. The man began coughing and spluttering as Micro held his breath and kneed where he thought the attacker’s crotch was. He caught thigh and the attacker went to the ground as Micro pinned him to the floor.

“What the hell?” Frida’s voice said as Micro heard the fans whirring. The smoke was sucked away and he saw Frida in a black tank top and blue jeans standing in the entrance to the hallway.

“This guy attacked me!” Both Micro and the other man said at the same time. Micro looked down at the man in confusion and had the feeling that the expression would be mirrored if the man’s face wasn’t in the carpet.

Augustus Black
(Section 13 Captain)
Lv 59

“Oh...well, this is on me I guess,” Frida said sheepishly. Micro raised an eyebrow at the assassin.

What was going on?

A bit later

“So he’s your student?” Captain Black said. He was bald with reddish brown eyebrows. His shirt was the same color with grey pants and the black trench coat.

“Yep,” Frida said rubbing Micro’s hair. The boy rolled his eyes at his teacher’s antics. “Taught him well huh?”

“I’ll say,” Captain Black said with a smile. “Not many people can say they took down a trained agent.”

“Yeah...sorry about that,” Micro said, looking at his teacher. “Someone failed to mention she had company.”

“It was last minute,” Frida pouted. “Not my fault a job offer came up.”

“Job?” Micro raised an eyebrow. Augustus Black cleared his throat.

“Yes. I’m sorry but your training might be delayed. If you would excuse us.”

Micro went to leave when Frida spoke up.

“From what you told me, I might need some assistance. Not to mention it would be an excellent learning experience for Micro here.”

“I can’t condone bringing a child into life or death-“

“Sir,” Micro cut him off. “I have faced my fair share of life or death scenarios. I can handle myself. No offense but if we base things on what happened earlier, I’d be better at handling this than you.”

Captain Black’s eye twitched as Frida giggled.

“Be that as it may,” he said. “The job we have is more suited toward a female. Not to mention we need someone a bit older.”

Micro raised an eyebrow and looked over at Frida.

“Your call,” she said. Micro thought for a moment before opening his bag. Using it to disguise reaching into his inventory, he pulled out a scroll and set it on the table. Something he found on the chaos auction. He began writing on it.

“What is that?” Black said. Micro held up a finger and finished up. Passing the paper over to Black, he handed him a pen. Reading the scroll over, his eyebrow raised.

I, (print name) swear to keep any information revealed by Micro Chip and Frida Herano secret, not communicating in anyway, or implying in anyway that would lead someone to figure the information out. The only way I would reveal said information, is with express permission of the one to whom the information applies to. I also will not try to use said info for anything not approved by those who reveal it.

(Signature)

“You really are serious about this kid?” Black said. Micro nodded and Captain Black figured that as long as they didn’t reveal information about participating in a terrorist attack or something, he had no reason to worry about this contract. Even if they did the contract could be voided.

Filling it out, he gasped as the words glowed and he felt something inside him seize. Micro smiled and took the contract.

“Magical contract successful,” he said.

“M...magic?!” His mind began going to a certain Chinese old man.

“Simple,” Micro said. “I have magic, and it will allow me to help you.”

With that said, his clothes changed to a tank top and skirt while ‘his’ body went through its metamorphosis. Hair grew longer, chest filled out, and features grew more feminine. Unlike usual though, where Perl only came out as the same age as Micro, this time she grew to the body of a 21 year old. Breasts shot to DD, body grew taller, and overall her figure filled out even more.

Captain Black gasped in shock at seeing this and Perl giggled.

“Perfect ability for a secret agent huh?” She smiled, sitting down next to her teacher on the couch.

“Magic...is real…” Captain Black said is a whisper. “Jackie and Uncle weren’t crazy…”

Frida and Perl exchanged a look.

Maybe you should start from the beginning,” Frida said.