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━━ run for your life.

LEAVING ALL OF THEIR FURTHER AFFINITIES, BONTEN TOGETHER WITH Y/N arrived in the furthermost part of Europe just by using nothing but Sanzu's car and the one thing that the majority of them regrets the most is letting y/n maneuver the engine nigher the ocean, not only because she's reckless in stirring the wheels but because she almost made the car jumped off of the plain deck in the corner of the port where they should hide for the mean time.

Hiding is really the last thing that Bonten wouldn't do but prior to y/n's safety, they all heed to that thought without second dithers. Thus, getting caught is also one thing to never happen between their transactions so either someone tipped them off the police or someone ditched them to get caught. Either way, that person will still suffer greatly from indulging himself in their business.

"Look at Koko." Kakucho gestured in worry while leaning on the bumphead of the car, crimson eyes watching at how Koko leaned on his knees near the ocean, burping out all of the acid from his stomach. The hombre really didn't even get to contain himself from the nausiness that as soon as the car pulled over, he quickly ran near the ocean before vomitting all of the beverages and foods he took. Poor him.

"That was fun." Y/n breathed heavily, e/c eyes twinkling in frenzy whilst her hands never left the wheels. The algid waft is full of serene, so the dark fosse in front of them who's responsible for calming all of them down from the adrenaline rush of getting your ass chased down by numerous police cars.

"Fun, huh. You were about to kill all of us back there!" Sanzu sneered at her, twitching his lips to show the distaste he's feeling towards the lady. What he's referring to is when she just went on to step on the pedal and drive like they were in a fast and furious series.

"That's an option." Y/n just blinked at him before opening the car to get out, innocently leaving the engine even though she was darted by an eyeful amount of perceptive glowers. By then, she was greeted by nothing but the strong frigid gale coming from the ocean's North and it oddly wanted her to do nothing but relax and doze off to rest rather than dealing with anything. With that thought, she darted Kakucho a glance.

"Is there any rooms available in here?" She asked of him and he nodded in response, gesturing her to abide him towards the large resthouse just a few meters away from the ocean. No, 'resthouse' would've been an understatement since the whole modern artistry of the place still screamed riches because of how huge it is.

"Are you guys competing with the white house? This place is so big for the six of us." Y/n pointed out, eyes hooked on each rims of the mansion and it's late Scandivanian style, pretty similar to the downtown where they all celebrated the ball.

"Six? There's more to come lat - there they are." By the cue of Kaku's words, three engines roared through the aeon, stopping just beside their group whilst they all watched whoever is it maneuvering the wheels and much to everyone's anticipation, Miya with her usual smirk of triumph and Wakasa with his aloof expression went out of the same gray car but what everyone noticed utmost is the way that the cream and lilac-haired man squirmed over again and again everytime Miya would shrugged her shoulder off.

"Why does he keep on squirming over? Did he got shot?" Sanzu who's reluctant on keeping his perplexity to himself came to ask, both hands in the pocket of his pants as he inspected both peers using his pair of emerald eyes.

"See his earrings? The other one's missing, right? It's because it got stucked in his ass." Miya cackled so loudly, flustering the other person furthermore whilst all of them shared the same ridiculous expression upon hearing that somewhat lewd happenings.

"Welcome everyone. Let's enter, shall we? We should enjoy our trip here since we'll come back by a month maybe." Takeomi who spurted outside the other car together with Mikey, Benkei, Mochizuki, and Belle said first things first.