Bonten's Advisor

Ten

"What have you got in mind?" Ran asked, staring blankly at the stage.

"It relies on Y/N heavily though. Y/N are you up for it?" Rindou asked. You hummed a 'yes' as you listened in on his plan. It was quite an ingenious plan, but as Rindou had stated, it relied heavily on luck and on you.

"Yeah, I'll do it." You stood up from your chair and walked over to the door of the room. You quickly turned around to look back at the auditorium. You were out of sight from all the people watching you, as you were hidden in the dark, at the back of the room. You pressed the button on the wall that the bartender had warned you about earlier. The wall vibrated slightly, and you waited for a couple of minutes before there was a knock at the door. "He's here," you whispered to the boys who didn't respond, but tapped their feet softly in response. 

You opened the door slowly and looked over at the bartender from earlier. "Did you call, ma'am?" 

"Yes, can you please take the empty cups back? We've finished our drinks," You smiled at him, as he nodded his head, entering the room. You walked behind him and sat back down on your chair while he began to collect the four empty glasses. While his eyes were busy collecting the glasses, you glanced quickly in Koko's direction, who was sitting next to you. He quickly whacked the bartender behind the head, his head falling back in a little bit of an unnatural way. He slumped to the floor, unconscious. You quickly picked up the empty glasses before they smashed onto the floor and placed them back onto the table. You sat in the chair for a couple of minutes before standing back up again. You walked slowly back towards the door, dragging the unconscious man to the back of the room. There you stripped him of his bartending clothes and placed them to the side. You felt a little bad for the bartender when he was to wake up, to find out he had been stripped of his work clothes.

You removed your ball mask and pulled your body out of the black dress you were wearing and slipped into the bartender's work clothes. You heard a faint whistle from behind you. "Oh shut up," You whispered back at the boys, continuing to pull your legs through the pants. You folded the ends of the pants as it was a little too long for you. Buttoning up the buttons on the white dress shirt, you adjusted the collar, before tying the bowtie. You slipped into his work shoes and began to tie the laces. You grabbed his black vest and buttoned it up too. You were lucky that the bartender that was serving you had somewhat long black hair. You grabbed his hat, which rested on the floor and tucked your hair into it neatly. You slipped on the bartender's white gloves and glanced back in the direction of the boys.

"Ran," You whispered. He instantly began to shuffle in his seat, as he removed your gun and mask from his pocket and slid it across the floor to your direction. He pretended to tie his shoelaces. 

"Take this while you're at it," He handed you an earpiece. It was for the communication between you and the boys back here in Room 10B. You took it from his outstretched hand and wedged it into your ear, wrapping the cord around your ear and tucking the cord into your shirt. It was well hidden with your hair. 

You placed your high heeled shoes, ball mask and dress in the opposite corner of the room, neatly folded before standing up tall. "I'm leaving." The boys tapped their shoes on the floor softly once more, as you unlocked the door and left the room. Closing the door behind you, you slipped on your face mask behind your ears and walked down the hallway, and towards the staircase. 

Looking around for a little bit, you walked down the stairs and walked towards the door that you had entered from. The auction was ongoing, and each one of the watchers didn't suspect a thing as you walked past them. They were continuing to watch the auction, only glancing at our room occasionally. Which meant you only had a couple of minutes of time to act, before they would notice you were gone.