Jinny listened quietly as the story was set into place. It wasn’t such a massive lie that she’d have to remember lots of specific details. She would have to start acting a little colder, which might be the only difficult part.

When he returned with a small box, she was curious. She turned it over once in her hand, examining. It wasn’t particularly heavy, and was way too small for anything but the smallest of knives. Or maybe a blow dart gun. When she finally opened it, she was surprised to find not a new tool, but something very familiar to her.

“This… belonged to Okaa-san.” Her voice dropped to a low mumble as she was awash with memories. It took a moment to shake them and clear her head, to listen carefully to what was being said. The necklace was a simple thing. It was shaped like a Japanese sakura flower. Sterling silver, with a small pink topaz in the middle. It wasn’t particularly pricey and could have been found in any boutique. But Jin handled it like it was a precious treasure, because to her, it certainly was.

“Hide it. Protect it. Keep it a secret until I can trust someone. I can do that.” She paused as she carefully put it around her own neck. It was far too large. But she smiled anyway, at the presence of it. She could almost smell her mother’s perfume. “Thank you for keeping this. It makes me really happy.”

“I may have messed up.” She admitted after a few moments. “Bee asked me how I got in, and I couldn’t think of a lie fast enough. So I just told them my mother was an assassin. That’s all, though. I hope that doesn’t ruin things too much. I’m sorry, Unc- Otou- Sensei.” 

She shook her head, a little irritated at herself, then said the word sensei five times over in her head, to make sure it stuck. Then she straightened up, somewhat embarrassed.

“I guess I’m going to have to practice.”

Stepping off the bed, she pulled one of the key cards from her pocket. Then she grabbed a school map and looked over it, until she pointed out a particular area. “It looks like the student dorms are underground. I want to see my room.” She tucked the key card back away, checked the small knife she had strapped to her ankle, then headed for the door. Once the room was safely locked up, she was the one to lead the way through the school.

About ten minutes and two elevators later, they were approaching her room.

“156A. This is me.” It seemed the students just had keycards, and did not have the additional passwords. The ever growing calculating part of Jin’s mind noted that fact and tucked it away for later. No secrets in this room.

She opened the door and silently hoped her roommate wouldn’t suck.