The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy!-Chapter 566: A Slice Of Pizza

[Izu and Pika]

"Izu!"

Pika’s voice snapped Izu out of his focus.

It had been a while since Pika began working on establishing their signal. Izu barely understood the details, but what he knew was that it could potentially put them in danger. Hence, he had to keep his eyes and ears open.

When Izu met Pika’s eyes, the latter drew a deep breath and then huffed sharply.

"I already finished the preparation," Pika said, his entire body somehow calm. "Once I press this key, our location will be exposed. I don’t know how fast Ravah’s reinforcements would act, but I would need around five minutes to complete everything."

"Five minutes?" Izu repeated. "Can you do three?"

Pika’s face almost twisted at the man’s request.

"No." He shook his head, glancing at the screen before him. "Izu, this entire thing would take more than an hour of work to complete, but I have to make it in five minutes."

Meaning, Pika was putting everything he had into the next five minutes.

Hearing that, the lines on Izu’s face resurfaced. "But you can do it in five minutes, right?"

"I don’t have a choice," Pika huffed. "I mean, I have to... right, Izu?"

"..." Izu nodded at him, seeing Pika in a different light.

Since the planning stage, Izu couldn’t help but notice Pika—not just because the latter was the smallest, but because Haji practically forced the guy to stay. It made him wonder whether that was because Haji found some entertainment in him, or because there was something Haji or Allen had seen in the guy.

Allen and Haji were the ones who chose everyone for this mission, after all. Well, Chuck was the exception.

Now, Izu was starting to understand the reason.

"Start," he said quietly, turning his head as he continued watching outside. "Whenever you’re ready, Pika."

Pika glanced at Izu, catching the glint in the man’s eyes. Despite Izu being the captain of the weakest team in the Order, he felt reassured. Shaking his head, he faced the laptop with clear determination.

Pika stretched his neck from one side to the other, breathing in and out heavily, shunning everything in his head that had nothing to do with the task at hand. Once he finished stretching his fingers and cracking his knuckles, he sat and carefully positioned his hands on the keys.

He closed his eyes briefly, and when he reopened them, his fingers began working rapidly across the keyboard.

As soon as the sound of typing echoed through the silent night, Izu shot Pika a glance. He rocked his head once and refocused on the outside.

Five minutes later, Pika stopped—right on the dot.

Five minutes.

The moment he stopped, the sound died with it.

"..."

For a second, Pika remained silent, staring at the laptop.

On his side, Izu had already approached him.

"You’re done?" Izu asked hurriedly, watching Pika slowly lift his head. Seeing his reaction, his brows knitted. "What?"

Pika opened and closed his mouth, but no words came out. Hence, Izu let his rifle hang across his body, knelt before him, and shook Pika by the shoulder.

"What?!" Izu demanded through gritted teeth. "What’s wrong? Did it fail?"

"Uh..." Pika turned his attention back to the signal. "No."

"It didn’t?"

Still sounding confused, he answered, "No, it didn’t."

"Then what is it? Why are you acting like something terribly wrong happened?"

"Well..." Pika cleared his throat, shaking his head as if to process it. "It’s because I actually pulled it off...?"

This time, it was Izu who was rendered speechless.

He could see the lingering confusion in Pika’s eyes, but also a sense of disbelief, as if he himself couldn’t believe he had accomplished something so difficult in such a short time.

"Hah." Izu chuckled as he withdrew his hands. Then the chuckle grew, shaking his head. "Good work, Pika."

He reached out and placed a hand on Pika’s head. He didn’t ruffle it, just grabbed the top briefly before letting go. Even so, it was enough to ground Pika, to reassure him that this wasn’t a dream.

He really had done it.

"Heh." Pika blurted out. "I... did it!"

"Yes, you did. If it’s done, let’s go then."

"What about outside?" Pika asked hurriedly. "Didn’t you see anyone?"

This time, Izu went quiet before shaking his head. "It’s strange that no one came, but let’s get out of here for now. The comms are working, right?"

"Not fully yet, but yes," Pika nodded. "I’ve already established the connection. All I need to do is sync us in, but I can do that on the way back."

"Alright." Izu nodded. "Pack up. I’ll check the area once more, just to be sure."

"Yes!"

With that, Pika hurriedly packed away the things he no longer needed. As for Izu, he stepped outside the residence and made another sweep of the area.

He did it to ensure they wouldn’t be ambushed and to create escape routes in case the worst happened. But the longest five minutes of his life only felt longer because nothing happened at all.

"I should be glad," he muttered as he returned to the exit. "But somehow... I feel restless."

Just as the words left his mouth, Pika’s whisper reached him.

"Izu!" Pika whispered loudly, hiding behind the back door. "Is it safe to go out?"

Izu nodded. "Let’s go. They might arrive any moment. We can’t stay here longer."

Pika nodded, peeking left and right before tiptoeing toward Izu. Together, they exited through the backyard and blended into the darkness, slipping into a narrow alley and following the directions given by the man who helped them earlier with the granny’s request.

Once it was safe, Pika opened the compact laptop as they paused in the alley. Meanwhile, Izu stood at the alley’s mouth, watching for any movement.

"Pika," Izu called.

Pika crouched, the laptop resting on his thigh. "What?" he asked without looking up.

"For how long is our location exposed?"

"The full five minutes."

"..."

When Izu didn’t respond, Pika paused and looked up. "Why?"

"Nothing," Izu said, shaking his head. "I thought you might’ve hidden our signal—something like that."

"I could’ve," Pika replied, "but that’s an entirely different operation, and it’ll take longer than five minutes."

"I see."

"Izu... what is it?"

Izu ran his tongue along his cheek and shrugged. "Probably nothing. Just get the comms online first."

"Yes!"

With that, Pika resumed working while Izu stayed alert, eyes on the street.

For some reason, Izu almost hoped someone would raid the place they had just left. Because if that happened, it meant Ravah’s response time was just slower than expected.

But if no one came...

His thoughts were cut off when Lola’s familiar voice suddenly crackled through his earpiece.

And the first thing she said was,

"Hey, Lackey. Know any places where we could buy a slice of pizza?"