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Early the following morning, Isabelle informed me that the Mr Resetti’s Reset Surveillance Centre had been completed. Where he got the funding for it, I have no idea.

Regardless, I head off to where he had apparently set up shop – the furthest corner of the village, between a waterfall and the tunnel the train tracks pass through. At first, I thought my secretary had just pulled an early April Fool’s Day prank on me, but then I noticed the manhole with the words “Reset Surveillance Centre” imprinted upon it. Through my powers of deduction, I realised that this was it. Not gonna lie, I was expecting a little more than a hole in the ground – maybe a sign of a banner or something but considering who owns the place, I guess it made sense.

I knocked and waited for the mole himself to arrive. After a several more knocks and a few minutes waiting, I resorted to stomping the thing with my foot which finally got his attention.

“YYAAARRRGH!!” he screeched with eyes of pure bloodthirst “JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING? MAKING SUCH A RACKET AT THIS TIME IN THE MORNING! DON’T YA KNOW THAT SOUND REVERBERATES IN THESE HERE TUNNELS!? SHEESH! Young people these days… they have no respect for a hard-working mole like me.”

“Well for what its worth, Mr Resetti” I said after catching my breath (his ranting had scared me half to death) “I am technically your boss, so maybe it’s about time you tell me what exactly it is that you do.”

“Mind your own business!” he snapped and vanished back into his hole.

“Hey!” I cried, almost leaping upon the manhole cover in an attempt to stop him “This is my village, and I wanna know what’s the purpose of you digging holes everywhere!” He immediately sprung back up, nearly knocking me out in the process.

“If you wanna know so bad, go ask your secretary!”

“She doesn’t know either! You didn’t tell us anything!”

“Well” he growled with gritted teeth “if you had been paying attention yesterday, you would know perfectly well why Place requires my services.”

“All I remember from our little encounter yesterday was something about whales.”

“Exactly. Now let me do my job and I’ll let you do mine. And besides, I only have two holes right now: one here, one at your house. NOW SCRAM!!”

“Wait a seco—”

But this time it was too late, he wasn’t coming back up.
If this is how every business venture is gonna go down, I am not looking forward to it.
What is that guy’s problem anyway?

~Author’s Notes~
Looks like the mayor and Resetti’s relationship is going about as smoothly as one might expect. But what could he be doing down there I wonder? Stay tuned to find out!

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Early the following morning, Isabelle informed me that the Mr Resetti’s Reset Surveillance Centre had been completed. Where he got the funding for it, I have no idea.

Regardless, I head off to where he had apparently set up shop – the furthest corner of the village, between a waterfall and the tunnel the train tracks pass through. At first, I thought my secretary had just pulled an early April Fool’s Day prank on me, but then I noticed the manhole with the words “Reset Surveillance Centre” imprinted upon it. Through my powers of deduction, I realised that this was it. Not gonna lie, I was expecting a little more than a hole in the ground – maybe a sign of a banner or something but considering who owns the place, I guess it made sense.

I knocked and waited for the mole himself to arrive. After a several more knocks and a few minutes waiting, I resorted to stomping the thing with my foot which finally got his attention.

“YYAAARRRGH!!” he screeched with eyes of pure bloodthirst “JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING? MAKING SUCH A RACKET AT THIS TIME IN THE MORNING! DON’T YA KNOW THAT SOUND REVERBERATES IN THESE HERE TUNNELS!? SHEESH! Young people these days… they have no respect for a hard-working mole like me.”

“Well for what its worth, Mr Resetti” I said after catching my breath (his ranting had scared me half to death) “I am technically your boss, so maybe it’s about time you tell me what exactly it is that you do.”

“Mind your own business!” he snapped and vanished back into his hole.

“Hey!” I cried, almost leaping upon the manhole cover in an attempt to stop him “This is my village, and I wanna know what’s the purpose of you digging holes everywhere!” He immediately sprung back up, nearly knocking me out in the process.

“If you wanna know so bad, go ask your secretary!”

“She doesn’t know either! You didn’t tell us anything!”

“Well” he growled with gritted teeth “if you had been paying attention yesterday, you would know perfectly well why Place requires my services.”

“All I remember from our little encounter yesterday was something about whales.”

“Exactly. Now let me do my job and I’ll let you do mine. And besides, I only have two holes right now: one here, one at your house. NOW SCRAM!!”

“Wait a seco—”

But this time it was too late, he wasn’t coming back up.
If this is how every business venture is gonna go down, I am not looking forward to it.
What is that guy’s problem anyway?

~Author’s Notes~
Looks like the mayor and Resetti’s relationship is going about as smoothly as one might expect. But what could he be doing down there I wonder? Stay tuned to find out!

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