>>5989772“Then what are we waiting for?” Kosoto dives right into it. “Don’t care if the PC gets bricked, it’s company property.”
“It’s just an ocean of folders.” You let him know.
“These are app files. Let’s sink to the bottom to find an executable.” Kosoto scrolls to the bottom of the page. “There we go, let’s throw caution to the wind and run it.”
With the 2 pairs of eyes clinging on the screen, the app is some sort of homepage for an internet browser, with a logo written with old Prancijanian Letters, and a search bar on the bottom. It’s asking for a person’s name to search. You tell Kosoto to write someone down.
“L-Like who?” Kosoto’s mind is blank.
“I don’t know. Someone famous?” You type it yourself to get some results! A famous actress! Startella Fame! <span class="mu-s">“W-What the hell and back?!”</span>
The images found are extremely suggestive, and the links are legal documents, Chat-Now! conversations, and stuff you aren’t supposed to see. Are these blackmail materials?! Are they even real? They look real…
Kosoto looks concerned. “We have to make a copy.”
Do you? Do you want this? Having a normal boring life is starting to sound pretty sweet…
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Tell Kosoto to copy it, then deliver it like you were supposed to.>Tell Kosoto the USB Stick is all his. You’re leaving.>Take back the USB Stick and destroy it for humanity’s sake.>Put another name to make sure this isn’t a sham. (Write In.)>Search up Johnny Ando! You’re part of his fan club, aren’t you? >Write In. 