18 You shall not strip little girls! (2/2)

Mark gestures his hand from the audio control, telling you to pipe down. He is busy assisting his boss, doing a recording.

There are two other people in the room, a man and a woman. They were holding each other hands in comfort as they watch their 10 years old daughter in the live room.

”Britney, a little higher, please.” Mark's boss request as he adjust some of the knobs on the audio control. The girl raises her voice nervously.

Britney is very nervous and frightful. You can tell that from her status window. Her attribute window is visible, but her skill window remains hidden. The same with her trait window. Those two windows require you to look a little deeper, right underneath her clothes.

You will not strip little girls! There are lines that must not be cross.

As you couldn't hear what the little brunette-haired girl was singing, you take a seat next to your friend and pick up a spare headset. Your friend only pays you attention briefly before returning his attention to the computer screen.

Mark doesn't mind you listening in, and neither did his boss. They are very cool people.

You almost crack up when you heard her high-pitch voice through the headset. The song was all over the place due to her nervousness and fearfulness. Luckily, you manage to hold in your laugher. It was for obvious reason.

For one, your friend and his boss will likely kick you out for ruining their recordings. For two, there is a faint aura shrouding the little girl. It was dull grey color.

It disappears the moment you take off the headset and reappears as you put it back on. Only you can see the aura, and you quickly realize it has something to do with her singing.

As their girl raises her voice, the dull grey color spread outwards, invading the control room from the live room. The moment it touches you, you feel kind of depress. It appears that your emotion is being affected by her singing.

”Wow, she sucks.”

You mutter under your breath after you remove your headset. Your friend chuckled. He agreed with you wholly, and so did his boss.

Once the recording is done, Mark take off the headset and face the couple.

”Mr and Mrs. Spear. Thank you for coming. We have done recording her voice. We will send it off for assessment as soon as possible.”

Your ears twitch. ”Spears?”

You recall what the girl's name was, and your mind immediately put one and one together.

Mark's boss opens the door to the live room. ”Britney, you can come out now. See, that wasn't hard, was it? There is nothing to be nervous or scare about.”

You stare at the little girl heading out of the live room with shock and surprise. You swore she couldn't be the same person, but you must make sure. ”No. No. I must not strip little girls…”