Bsd: Mission TB300KC

Chapter 1

It was a normal day in the agency, Kunikida and Atsushi were writing reports on the most recent missions, Kenji was watering some plants and watching the cars on the road through the window. Kyoka was occupying herself by watching Atsushi work, Dazai was doing god knows what on his computer, Ranpo was eating candy, Yosano was sitting beside him talking about specific toels she wanted to get and the president was in his office sorting documents and drinking tea. The Tanizaki siblings were no where to be found, out on their lunch break.

All was well until Haruno politely knocked on the door before entering silently, once she was inside she began to speak. "My apologies for interrupting, but there is a woman here, who has requested to enter, but has not yet named a reason for it, shall I permitt her entrance or send her away?" She asked.

"Allow her in, but notify the president to join us in the main office, just in case." Kunikida answered immediantly. Haruno nodded and left once again.

Shortly after Fukuzawa joined them and sat himself onto an empty table, in order to avoid seeming suspicious. A couple of minutes later, a knock was heard on the door.
"Enter" The presidnet called.

Slowly the door opened and Haruno led a woman inside, before execusing herself and leaving.

The japanese woman standing before them brought a chill to the bones for fife of the agency members.
She wasn't tall but not small either. She was thin, but muscular, had a tiny waist and not too smal chest and ass, many would call her immensly attractive. Her skin was pale, almost white. She had straight black hair with purple strands, goijng down to her waist, a fascinatingly pretty nose, full lipse, with black lipstick and snake bite piercings. Her eyes were inhumanly beatiful, purple and red at the same time, shining, but cold as ice, many long black lashes, she wore eyeliner double winged in black, underneith black eyeshadow. Her cheekbones were showing to an extend, where contouring was unnecessary. She looked almost like a doll.

She wore golden jewelery, three earrings on both sides, a necklace that looked more expensive than the entire office of the president, which contained tones of unique and highly valuable items, a matching bracelet on her left wrist and a ring showing two snakes twirling around her finger. Speaking of fingers wach one was carrying a long pointy black nail, expect the right middle one, it was glowing bright purple. She wore a short black leather skirt and a leather top, showing her muscular stomach and tiny waist. A miracle, that such a muscular woman could have such a female body.
overknee boots over a black tights and a purple short opened blazer, while carrying a leather purse with a small golden butterfly knife as pendant.

She was giving of a threatening aura, she smiled at them, showing her teeth, shaped like the ones of a vampire. Her posture upright, confident and obviously well trained and behaved, powerful. The entire office had frozen, the first one to fins back to himself was Fukuzawa.

"Good day Miss, Haruno has informed us, you requested to enter without giving specific reason, is there anything we can help you with? May we know your name?" In all honesty he doubted, that an agency like his was, could help someone like her, but what else should he have said. He couldn't be sure, that this woman was truly the child from so long ago, if she wasn't and really did seek for help. He couldn't know for sure.

"Good day to you as well, however I doubt you can help me though. I have not come to hire any of you for a mission." She said and paused to look around the room, eyes quickly scanning every inch of it, letting her eyes fly over each member, seemingly looking for something or someone. Her eyes passing Dazai and going on to the next member.

"Then may I ask, what exactly are you here for?" Yosano asked, varily. She knew this woman, back then she had been a child two years younger than her, but dangerous all the same, wearing the uniform of a soldier, now it was a woman, even more perilously, standing in front of her.

"Well a certain genius has already figured it out." the still nameless woman said.

Immediantly all eyes flew on Ranpo.
Ranpo was confused, "a certain genius has figured it out"? he had no clue who this woman was, nor what she - oh, so that was the case. It was obvious why everyone had immediantly thought of him instead the other person. Not many were aware of their similar intellect, him, the president and Kunikida, although the former teacher had probably pushed it to the back of his mind.

"Not me" Ranpo said flatly, he was too focused on the woman, he had trouble keeping up with her, it had taken him a considerable amount of time to even guess who she was talking about. What he did know however, that both the president as well as Yosano knew who this person was and that neither of them like the fact of her being here.

At his voice the entire office was confused.
"who are you talking about? There is no one smarter than Ranpo here" Atsushi asked innocently from the side.

"Oh there is a smarter person than Ranpo Edogawa here, he just really isn't fond of it." The woman, who if one Yosano thought about had a surprising similarity with the image of a dragon, considering appearance and aura, said.

It was silent for a while, just when Fukuzawa was about to ask her who she was talking about, despite knowing exactly who she meant, an unfamiliar hard voice spoke up.

"Why are you here Sawako?" Suddenly all heads snapped from Ranpo to the other end of the room, in order to see, if the voice they had just heard really did belong to the agencys clown. Fukuzawa couldn't believe it, Yosano didn't like where this was going either.

If Dazai got to call someone with athority like her by first name, then...

"I believe you can guess why I'm here" the woman, whose first name seamed to be Sawako, said, turning her head into Dazais direction looking at him.

Dazai on the other hand was avoiding her gaze, looking straight ahead into his computer, tensly focusing on an opened document.
"Really? Well, in the end there are only so and so many reasons why you would come for me like this." The brown haired man said in a tone the've never heard before, it was cold, threatening, emotionless, like the ones Akutagawa uses sometimes, Kyoka noticed.

What kind of connection could those two possibly have? Fukuzawa wondered, he knew who the woman was and where she came from, but Dazai?