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Not having any plans this Thursday, (Y/N) sat up and scrolled through facebook to see if anything interesting was happening around in Tokyo. She stumbled across a very random news article and decided to click on it. With a surprised expression, she rubbed her eyes as it landed on the news.  The most wanted gang in Tokyo was on the move again, it was showing pictures on who broke in and who stole tons of expensive equipment from various stores and luxury shops.

Her eyes stumbled upon a familiar looking pink-haired male who was wearing a mask, along with a matching suit. She couldn't help but think if this was the man who went inside the bar yesterday, The one who hired her in room ten, The one who gave her a thousand dollars. She admired the pink-haired male, his perfect features even with the scars on both sides of his lips.

She saw the man's name on the article written on the said gang and decided to read.

'Ran Haitani..Rindou Haitani..Mikey..- Sanzu Haruchiyo..- wait a minute.' The female thought, getting off her phone and began searching in her drawer for something. The found the piece of paper and opened it, reading the last context of the small note she had received the night before.

' -Haruchiyo Sanzu,' 

"Holy shit." She exclaimed, now realizing that this man who hired her yesterday was the No. 2 in the said gang called, Bonten. He was a criminal, a fairly attractive one at that. His phone number was also written on the piece of paper so she decided to call him.

- ring.. ring.. -

It took a few minutes for the other line to pick up, the female sighed in relief and held the ohone close to her ear.

"Hello, who is this?" the male on the other line spoke up. (Y/N) took a deep breath and aswered.

"This is Yxiean, Is this Haruchiyo Sanzu that I'm speaking to?"

"Ah! Lady Yxiean, I knew you'd call me," Sanzu replied, having a smirk forming on his lips.

"I just have a questi-"

"Oh, I'm sorry my lady. But our boss is calling us in for a meeting. You can come at the address that I wrote on the piece of paper and just wait for me there okay?"

Before (Y/N) got any chance to speak, the male already ended the call. She sighed to herself and just went with it because she had nothing to do for the day so why not go to the address that was on the note.


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AFTER A WARM SHOWER,

(Y/N) thought that she would dress up nicely for once. She grabbed a skater skirt with matching long sleeves. She dried her hair and pulled it up into a tight ponytail. Heading out the door along with her small bag, calling a taxi to pullover. Once a taxi pulled over, she got inside and told the driver the address.

- After 20 minutes, she finally arrived at the destination that was written on the note Sanzu gave her last night. She thanked the driver and got off, looking up the building, it was pretty big and looked pretty fancy. This is probably where Bonten usually holds their meetings for a new mission or to plan a attack. The female took a deep breath and went inside the building, she was actually surprised that the gang had a whole big fancy building with employees working for them even though they ARE the most wanted gang in Tokyo.

'The employees here must have a high pay..' The female thought as she walked through the building. She went to the front desk and asked if the lady knew where Sanzu was.

"Did you sign an appointment with him, Miss?" The female on the front desk asked (Y/N).

"No.. but he told me to come here-"

"I'm sorry Miss but, I need a valid reason for you to meet Mr. Haruchiyo, or else you might as well just leave."

'What a bitch..' (Y/N) thought, sighing to herself.

"Look can you just let me-"

"I told you many times now, Miss. If you do not have any sort of scheduled appointment with Mr. Haruchiyo then you might as well leave. The door is just right behind you." 

(Y/N) gritted her teeth, closing her eyes and rubbing the bridge of her nose. Turning around to leave she heard a male voice call out for her.

"Lady Yxiean! Sorry to keep you waiting, let's go to my office yeah? It's more private there." Sanzu smirked, his scars that were on the both sides of his lips, The scars that (Y/N) admired. She couldn't help but smile when she saw the male.

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