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Harumi's body tensed up when Manaka looked at her. Of course she knew what Harumi did. It was in the invitation. She listened carefully. Thor restricting hackers would make things harder. But hackers would do what they did best: find loopholes in the virtual realm, and exploit them to hell and back.

Harumi stayed silent for a moment, processing the information. She leaned against Rexy's leg. "I couldn't care less about what's right and what's wrong," she said. "While I'm certainly against someone restricting my ability to do my job, I can't 'fight the good fight' for free. I would assume some of us have that luxury— and I'm sure I can tell whom just by checking everyone's cosmetics— but I don't.

"It's not that I don't want to help," Harumi finished, "it's that I want to afford a place to sleep and food to eat."

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