Ian took only a single bottle of beer, and when he received questioning looks, he said, "I've to do a talk tomorrow. Thanks to the Level upper incident, and then I will have to do some interviews for some new recruits. I prefer to set an example on the job," he looked at Kirei, "Unlike somebody."<br/><br/>"Oi. It's not my fault, my phone failed to remind me!"<br/><br/>One of the other officers laughed, "That's why I never trust anything that runs on batteries."<br/><br/>"How ironic. You are living in the most technologically advanced city in the world and you don't trust technology? Burn the heretic!" Ian laughed, sipping on the alcoholic liquid and wolfing down more rice.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Horiuchi Performing Arts School. Home to two of the city's eight, no, seven level fives. The last one, Claude Black had been killed by the unnamed top level five a few months back. The case was given a D notice rating, meaning not many of the public would get wind of the true scenario and would be fed something similar to an action movie script.<br/><br/>Ian stood before it, dressed casually in a loose shirt with a tee shirt underneath and grey jeans. It was thirty minutes before his presentation...