Murim Recurve

The car jerked and came to a stop. Re'Kha felt like an idiot. She didn't even know anything about a car, some time ago. But now, information related to it flowed into her mind, becoming her muscle memory.

She whirred the car to life once again, starting it as she gently pressed on the accelerator while leaving the clutch. The car jerked and came to a stop once again. She sighed, taking a deep breath as her hands held the steering wheel. Her eyes though were trailing after the thugs on the bike.

They had long since escaped from her view. All Re'Kha could do was note the direction they had proceeded towards, hoping that she would be able to come across them.

"Ma'am, if it is an emergency, shall I escort you?" The chauffeur from before stood at the door, asking with a polite smile. He seemed like the type that had been used to the harsh treatment directed at him daily. After all, with wealth came arrogance to oneself. And as most of the people he met daily were such people, he came across a lot of them that gave him a bitter experience.

But, he didn't have any other option but to flash a fake smile and talk. He had no other choice but to do so since any one of his customers was capable of firing him from his bread earning job. His job had a high pay with the least among of work when compared to every other job. After all, most of his job was just listening to the threats of the people that were being jerks just because they were capable of doing so without any repercussions.

'I'm fine on my own,' Re'Kha looked at the chauffeur, "Just mind your damn business."

The words she wished to say were filtered by the time they spewed out of her mouth. When in someone's character, her actions would become according to that. It was a rule that governed Earth.

'As I expected, this place looks different from the Earth back in Burkurel City.' Re'Kha noticed her vision trail to the clothes of the chauffeur, spotting a rectangular piece of gadget. The moment she gazed at it, information related to it flowed into her mind.

Her hand shot forth, making contact with the chauffeur's phone, causing him to flinch in fear for a moment. A single contact was enough for her to know everything about mobile phones. She then picked up his phone, not caring about his reaction as she clicked on it.

'Thankfully, it's not password protected.' She thought, dialling the number 100 in it as she made the call. Seeing the number dialled, the chauffeur was afraid now, thinking he was going to get reported under false charges.

Just when he planned to snatch his phone and escape from the scene, he heard the voice of the lady in her thirties.

"Hello, police station? My purse was snatched in MG Road. The thieves rode a bike with the license plate number KA02 CH 1764…yes, my phone is in my purse…the number is… 8035769612. Yes…I'll be there in 10 minutes." Re'Kha threw the phone to the chauffeur, "Thank you."

She then started the car and drove away. Thoughts whirred in her mind, 'Thankfully, I didn't give chase blindly. I wouldn't have been able to find them otherwise.'

Re'Kha looked at the time displayed on her watch, noting that it was 09:20 AM. 'There's still 10 minutes before my work starts.'

She sighed, gazing at the ticking time of the watch, 'How wonderful would it be if such a timing device existed back on our world?'

Every time she was on Earth, such a thought would resound in her mind. A device to converse through long-distance, a device to give an accurate time, a device that allowed her to travel long distances without feeling tired, etc. Everything of convenience was present in abundance stunned her.

After all, the character she was controlling was a weak lady, despite only being in her thirties. She was weak but was still able to travel at an incredible speed thanks to the car. Re'Kha didn't dwell much on the matter, for she knew she would forget everything related to this once she left Earth.

She would still remember everything that she had witnessed, but she wouldn't be able to make any sense of them. All her understanding of it would be removed, preventing her from understanding why she did what she had done on Earth.

Some sort of inhibition prevented her, and every other Harmoniser from ever understanding about Earth. It was one of the highest forms of puzzles that every Harmoniser struggled to even make sense of.

'Thankfully, I obtained a deliberate quest this time.' Re'Kha felt happy about this point. Deliberate quests were something that happened on their own and involved the Quest takers—Harmonisers visiting Earth. So, even before they tried, they would obtain a Quest.

It was the best of their kind. But, they seldom appeared.

This was the first time Re'Kha had come across one of them. Re'Kha honked as she overtook another car, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Can't you see where you are driving? Blind nincompoop!"

The words automatically stemmed from her mouth when Re'Kha hadn't even intended to speak anything. She hadn't even planned to shout, intending to only focus on her task. She involuntarily sighed, frowning at the fact she played a troublesome character this time.

She saw the target of her curse mutter something under his mouth, inaudible since she had already crossed his vehicle and sped along.

10:10 AM, after swimming through the traffic, she finally arrived before the police station. Re'Kha sauntered in like she owned the place, directly approaching the Inspector as she spoke, "I want to file an FIR about my stolen purse. I believe I talked with one of the police here through phone 50 minutes ago."

The Inspector frowned at her attitude, pointing at a seat as he said with a gruff voice, "Sit."