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Pt 5. First Day

 I walked down the halls of the building. Adjusting my tie, accompanied with several other men and women in the same outfit as me.

Some didn't wear sunglasses like their co-workers did, and had them hooked on their collars or pockets. The black tinted glasses slide down the bridge of my nose when I looked behind me towards the other men talking about what they'll do during there time here.
It didn't feel right how carefree they were...

The more I walked down the hall, the more guards dressed in fancy suits and ties armed to the teeth there were. I had a lump in my throat as our group passed by them.
My eyes drew attention of a fancy dressed male across the hall before the armory. As I walked pass, I took note of how obnoxiously loud the group behind me was, not minding their own volume. Suddenly, their volume changed, I peeked a look behind me, only to notice the shift of behavior, turning towards the armory, a cold stare gazed and followed us the whole way down the hall, including me.
That stare was a look of malious, he must've been here for a long time in order to quickly gain respect without having to talk. I kept my head up, there was no point in me getting cold feet, especially on my first day.

When we reached the room, before us was a shooting range filled with simple and small handguns. It made me think of when I first arrived, that the guards had larger weapons. Footsteps approached from the other side of the room as we all saw a woman in her twenties with blonde, tied up hair.

"Alright, how many of you know how to use a gun?" She started off, raising her hand in example, followed up for most to do the same. She took count of how many their were.
"Those of you that do, come over to the other side of me and start shooting." My stomach turned into knots. "Those that don't, step here" she motioned her feet towards the booths. We all lined up and stared at the guns.

"Okay, I hope you all are quick learners" She approached us, pushing the magazine into the gun. Click!

After a long session on firing and safety, I sniffed at my clothing, noticing the light smell of gunpowder and sweat. Almost gagging. As we walked to another section of the base, a male with a black trench coat passed by us. Suddenly a stir of anxiousness hit me, forcing me to turn around to meet at his gaze.

"Ah, scary~" a person besides me spoke up.
"He looked directly at us too.."

I turned my gaze over to the person walking directly besides me. "W-was he..?" I played dumb, I knew who he was, and I remembered the woman from earlier just as clear. She was with the man, Akutagawa. She was nice, and didn't seem like she remembered me. Good.

"Yeah, his name is Akutagawa, at least that's what I've heard, he's the mafia's black dog. An ability user."

"A what?"

"An ability user..I don't know the details, but its scary!"

"If I may ask, where did you hear this from..?" I smiled, gesturing his knowledge of Akutagawa. In a moment of silence, he turned to me.

"I used to be part of a small gang near here, but... they were arrested by the Armed Detective Agency, and I was forced to get a job here, despite my predicament..."

I started to feel horrible, his tone in his voice shifted too. I wonder what the Armed Detective Agency was, and why he even came here. He seems kinda sweet.

"Oh.. by the way...my name is Tsurgi. Its nice to meet you."