"A good friend of mine has successfully obtained Citizenship here." On the morning of a busy day, Wittral spoke to Hayaya, "You were looking for a trusted employee, right?"
"Is he…a man?" Hayaya asked, expressing hesitation, "You know about my bitter experiences, right? This is why even after my business expanded, I'm managing it alone."
"Yes, but you can trust me on this." Wittral said in guarantee, "He's someone you can count on. I wouldn't recommend him otherwise."
"I'll take your word for it." Hayaya seemed to have made up her mind as she nodded at Wittral, "Let's meet him."
"Just remain seated. He should be here soon." Wittral said and peered out the balcony of his house, noticing a certain individual walking the street, "Oh, there he is!"
"Ah, Hayaya. You're here early today." Walking out of the nearby bedroom while yawning was Amita, saying upon seeing Hayaya in the living room.
"How are you feeling today?" Hayaya stared at Amita and asked in concern, "Your mental state wasn't good a month ago."
"I'm good. Actually," Amita twirled around once, "I'm feeling great."
"Thank goodness." Hayaya clapped happily. "I was worried about you a lot."
As Amita and Hayaya continued to converse, Wittral walked to the ground floor and waved his hand at the man, "How did it go?"
"I'm tired," The man complained, "I have been working nonstop for the past month at the Labour Association. Though, it went as you said. I managed to get my Citizen ID in a month."
"I told you!" Wittral laughed as he patted the man on the back and brought him to the fifth floor, introducing him to Hayaya once they entered the living room, "Hayaya, this is my friend, Dhakha."
"Oh, so it's him." Hayaya got up and cupped her fists, "Wittral told a lot about you."
"Ah, I'm embarrassed." Dhakha smiled wryly, "Hope he didn't say anything embarrassing about me. There's a lot in that field."
"My, you're funny." Hayaya laughed and talked a bit before saying, "You can work at my shop, Dhakha. It's a pleasure to work with you."
"The pleasure's all mine." Dhakha shook hands with Hayaya happily, "I was worried about making a living here. So this works in my favour."
"You still need to prove yourself at work. Otherwise, I'll fire you." Hayaya said with a hint of seriousness.
"Of course, of course." Dhakha nodded obediently and patted himself, "I'm an exceptional worker."
"I'll see it for myself," Hayaya said.
"I'll get freshened up a bit." Saying so, Dhakha excused himself and entered one of the guest rooms to take a bath and change into a new set of clothes.
"He's a good-looking man." Hayaya commented once he had left, nudging Wittral, "But I'm concerned about his skill. Handsome men are crap at work."
"Aren't I handsome while being a spectacular worker?" Wittral retorted.
"You're an exception. That doesn't mean everyone else can be the same." Hayaya rolled her eyes and then stared at Amita, "She lucked out in that regard."
"Indeed," Wittral nodded as if it was the most obvious thing.
Once Dhakha returned, Hayaya accompanied him and left the tea house, heading to her textile shop to begin work for the day.
Once they left, Amita smiled at Wittral, "Who lucked out did you say?"
"Definitely me," Wittral changed the script instantly, "I lucked out to have you."
"As long as you know." Snorting in response, Amita got up and approached the kitchen, habitually curling up before blinking in surprise a few seconds later, "I…didn't go insane?"
"It has been a month since you stopped doing that." Wittral approached Amita and hugged her, "So, you needn't be afraid anymore."
"Is that…so?" Amita muttered in surprise, "How was I cured again? I can't remember it for some reason."
"Forget it," Wittral smiled and helped Amita get up, "What you need to know is that you'll never go insane from here on. So, let's have some fun, shall we?"
"Sure," Amita smiled happily and resumed tasks for the day.
Seeing her figure cooking up breakfast in the kitchen, Wittral sighed, recalling the conversation from a month ago.
…
"Aargh!" Inala screamed as he thrashed about, switching between his male and female forms every three seconds, unleashing a flurry of attacks on his surroundings.
In habit, Wittral enveloped the entire room in the range of his Subtle Terrain Dominance, using his superior strength to ensure the sounds of Inala's screams didn't echo outside and also suppressed Inala's thrashing.
Three hours later, a panting Inala took on his male form and asked, "How…how long was I out this time?"
"Three hours," Wittral commented with a sigh, "It's growing worse. I'm not sure if you'll be able to endure another decade of this."
"I have reached the peak of the Body Stage now." Inala inhaled and exhaled a bit to calm down and began speaking, "I'm now ready to condense a second body."
"I'll be activating a Prime Skill that I devised for this." Inala said, "I'll be dumping all my male influences in that new body. And using the Skill of Easing Influence, I'll suppress my male side's Royalty in this body and the female side's Royalty in the other body."
"We'll also have our memories split accordingly. So, I want you to make the necessary arrangements." He concluded.
"Will your male body know who you are?" Wittral asked with worry, "Won't you be able to sense each other if you're in a range of 180 metres from each other."
"Yes, the Skill gets undone once we're within range. So, I want you to ensure we remain far away." Inala said, "Only in that way can this clash be avoided. And when that Major Treasure reveals itself, only then will you bring us together."
"When that happens, all the void in our memories will be filled as both bodies will understand everything that had happened." He then asked, "Do you have any plans for my male body?"
"Well, Hayaya has been asking for an assistant for her shop all along." Wittral said, "She's the only one I can trust enough. So, I'll make arrangements to have your male body stay with her."
"Hayaya…" Inala muttered and nodded, "Alright, she will do. Once the split happens, I'm not sure how each body will act due to the gap in memories, but I'll leave it to you to handle everything."
"Alright." Wittral nodded. The next day, he and Inala left the Brimgan Empire and arrived at a secluded spot in the wilds where Inala reached the 2-Life Stage and performed the split.
Immediately in response, all the memories associated with his male form converged into his male figure while the memories of the female form converged into the female figure. Once the ability took effect, Wittral brought Amita with him and returned to the Brimgan Empire.
The male form peeled his face and wore a new layer of skin to change his appearance. Following that, he assumed the identity of Dhakha and entered the Brimgan Empire as a refugee from the Rumtara Kingdom, got a Refugee ID, and made his way to the Labour Association in an effort to integrate himself into the Brimgan Empire's society.
A month of hard work later, after receiving assistance from Wittral, Dhakha became a Citizen, which led to the current sequence of events where Dhakha was employed by Hayaya to work at her textile shop.
Now, the female form will live as Amita Brimgan and focus on completing the Sumatra Gold skeleton and making preparations to summon a Bolt of Transcendence. Everything else would be left to the male form.
And when the Major Treasure of Attribute reveals itself, both the bodies will naturally walk in range of each other and become aware of everything. Only through this split can Inala avoid becoming completely insane.
The life of a double agent hence begins.