Felt

Rem scratches her head.

"Are you sure…? Y-you are old after all, do you perhaps have alzheimer's disease?"

Old Man: "I'm drinking now. So if I am not in my best state, I don't know when is.

Rem just looks down.

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"However"

Rem looked up to him when he said that.

"Someone is coming over later to trade in something. I heard that it's something worthy. It's probably that Insignia you're looking for."

Rem looks to the side and tries to remember what she saw last time and then looked at him.

"Is this someone, rather a kid named Felt?"

Old Man: "What? You even know the thief's identity? Hgm… but whether or not you can buy it back, it's another thing."

He drinks from his cup again.

Rem breathes in and out.

"If it's money you're after then I'm sorry to be the bad news of today, but I don't have any money with me."

"Well too bad."

Said the Old Man.

Rem: "But wait wait wait wait, Have you heard of trading yes?"

The old man looks at Rem and everything around her before looking at her face.

"You don't have anything with you though?"

Rem shakes her head.

"That's not true."

She pulls out something and it's her pen.

"This is a thing called pen. It's very handy in many different situations. You can… uhh write without ever having to pour ink every time because it's an automatic ink system."

She pulls out the back part of it and a sharp small blade is there."It's also very handy for… situational… situations… If it's not enough."

She shows her ring.

"I also have this diamond ring, it's made from pure diamond. You can check if you like."

The old man looks at Rem.

"Those are very interesting items. But if you're looking to trade for whatever Felt has, we have to wait for her to see if it's even worth your items."

Rem nods.

"Alright old sir, I understand."

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Rem is looking at the sunset, wondering what Subaru and Miss Satella are doing. If Rem was with them again, they would already have arrived at the slums, but since Rem isn't there, she's going to take a guess they're going to arrive late at night because they managed to hear Rem's shriek of horror in the first try.

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Some kids are looking at Rem.

"Seems like no matter the world, there's going to be a distinct line between the rich and poor, no doubt about it."

She looks up.

"Though this is a very strange place indeed. It's off from the rest of the area."

She starts to just sing a song she made herself, until Rem heard a voice,

"What are you doing?" Questioning what she's doing.

Rem looks at the person.

"You're blocking the way." This kid who said that is...

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Rem's eyes shot up as she got up.

"Felt!"

Felt raises an eyebrow.

"Do you know me?"

Rem nods enthusiastically.

"Infact, I was waiting for you!"

Felt: "Why are you waiting for me, who are you really?"

Rem is a bit confused on why Felt doesn't remember her, they have met before in the alleyway and-

Rem: "Oh right… The checkpoint… We never met this time..."

Felt rubs her chin, looking at Rem closely.

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"What do you mean we never met this time? Have we actually met or not? Besides I don't remember much of what I did since I am a busy person, and I don't have much time. If our encounter is nothing special, I won't remember it."

Rem just sighs as she looks at Felt.

"Felt, I want to trade the Insignia with you."

Felt thinks and she looks at Rem, looking interested now.

"Ah, so that's your point. If that's what you're here for then I guess it doesn't hurt to listen