Curiosity: Lieu Matters

 Prologue: Small Mistake 

The machinery cut off as my table was lifted, I only made one, small, insignificant mistake and I have to get a full mechanical check.

What is this 'small, insignificant mistake', Chichi? You may be asking.

I let myself get caught off guard by this girl from Anzio.

To put a long story short, I was patrolling around an old factory when this girl, Gianna Visconti, met up with me.

We made small talk until she realized that I was Lieutenant Chichi Okinawa of the 5th Reich. After she remembered my name, she said I was a student of Oarai Girl's Academy. She wouldn't be completely wrong, I attended the school for recon purposes.

She then tried to convince me that I was a student even before my undercover mission. After Gianna waved a meaningless peace of paper infront of me, she slapped me so hard, I felt what could only be described as a pin ball bouncing around my inside my head.

When the horrible pinging stopped, I felt an odd clarity around me. I took one look at the picture and saw it's meaning, it was a group picture with Miho Nishizumi in the center surrounded by the members of team Ankou and the leaders of the other tank teams. Among those leaders were Miho Nishizumi, Seraphina Kurusu and... ME?!

When I looked into the photograph and saw a happier version of myself looking back at me, the rest of the world faded until it was just me and the picture.

''It wasn't possible for it to be me. This photograph had to be Anti-Reich propoganda directed against me!''

Suddenly, I was pulled away from the picture and the rest of the world rushed at me like a wave. While I was distracted, Gianna had gotten around me and put a knife to my throat.

The rest of what happened could only be assumed because I only remember seeing the jet of my own blood leaving my neck as I came close to unconsciousness.

That brings me to where I am now, inside of the maintenance room of my Reich-supplied apartment. As I leave the room, I take notice of how truly horrific some of the machines looked.

What is so different now that I am paying much more attention suddenly? My thoughts are answered by the ringing of the phone. I got work to do.