Helping the Ultimate Yakuza

Revenge

**Continuation of the audio**

Fuyuhiko let her leave to start the mission.

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You pulled out your phone.

Peko will be by with what you asked for

A metal bat. A camera. And a leak proof bag.

Ok. Can I ask for something else?

sure

Uhm, I need some people to help. Preferably people capable of carrying 120 lbs.

yeah, just say when.

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You took a breath. It was time.

You had been stalking Sato for the last two weeks to learn her schedule and today she would be leaving the school at night, finally without Mahiru by her side. You laid down the tarp you retrieved from your club's room and pinned it to the trees that were hiding you from the school's view. You slipped on the plastic poncho and pulled up the hood, then picked up the bat. Have your hands been shaking this whole time?

Peko assured you that there were few people left around the school and whatever security guards Hope's Peak allowed the reserve building to have were in the teacher's lounge, eating cake (courtesy of the Kuzuryuu clan).

"I see her." You handed the camera to one of the guys Fuyuhiko sent to help. It was just 2 guys from the reserve course, but they definitely looked capable of... carrying a body. "Just take a few pictures of her, then leave the camera here." You needed a way to lure her in. There was no way she was going to come to a hidden location with someone she doesn't know. Not after.. What she did to Natsumi. And not after you've been, not so professionally, following her for the past 2 weeks. But, she'd probably come for someone familiar. "Heh. Mahiru? Hey, you don't have to hide to take pictures of me." You hid behind a tree as she approached, called over by the flash of the camera. "I'll pose if you ask."

She came into the shroud of trees. "Huh?" She bent down to pick up the camera, stepping into the tarp. "Is this a scene she was setting up? Hey, Mahiru, come out. It's kind of creepy here." Twig snap. "Mahir-" Thump. You watched her body slump to the ground. Thump. You swung again just for good measure. You exhaled. You pulled out some gauze and quickly wrapped it around her heavily bleeding wound. "She's all yours." The two guys came out from their hiding spot. One lifted her up and you started taking down the tarp and carefully folding it and the poncho up, then sticking them into the bag, along with the now busted camera. "What do we do with her?" One of the guys asked as you handed him the bloodied metal bat. "I don't know..Dumpster? Fuyuhiko? I finished my job, so figure it out." You slung the bag over your shoulder. "Don't forget to take the bandage off when you're done. It's just so she doesn't trail blood everywhere." You turned and left.

**A/N

Obligatory, this is the first fanfic I've written, so.. I hope you don't hate it.

I have started writing more to this story, but I can't say whether I'll post it or not. Depends on whether or not I hate it. So, for now, this story will be a oneshot and set to categorized as "finished". :)