Akira hears a knock at the door and as she stands up from her tatami to open it she hears a cat's loud meow. She ignores it and heads for the door but at the back of her mind she knows this cannot be a good omen. Well, then again. Nothing good ever comes to her mind.
Akira: Are you supposed to be Mr. Kenji? (opening the door)
Kenji: Yes, that would be me.
Akira: Alright, come in. Shut the door behind you.
(Kenji enters the room. The room looked like a hurricane has swept it. Everything was haphazard and anyone can tell that the occupant didn't give two shits about it.)
Akira: Are you done admiring my room?
Kenji: Ah, since how long have you been posted to Tokyo?
Akira: Well, not more than 5 years I presume.
Kenji: Uh....huh. (tries to find a clean place to sit)
Akira: Welcome to Tokyo, Kenji-san. I am supposed to show you around and familiarize you around this city and your work. Also, we'll be flat-mates. Honestly, they could have told me to fuck-off and I would have handed it to them. Idk, why they saw it appropriate to give me a partner. I've been managing things on myself pretty fine you know? It's just my last mission went a little rough, and look now!! Bloody self-centered brutes.
(Kenji can tell the personality of his to-be flat-mate matched the condition of the room he was in. She was everything he didn't like in a woman. Loud, complaining and overly sarcastic.)
Kenji: Ahem....since I am new to the force, would you like to explain a bit.....as to.....what went wrong on your previous mission?
Akira finally registers Kenji's presence in the room and stops her bawling.
Akira: Oh my my! Where are my manners? Would you like something to drink, Kenji-san?
Kenji: Ah, no. I just ate a cake and had some tea at the airport. So, you said you've been posted here since 5 years?
Akira: (sits back down on the tatami) Yes, 5 fucking thankless years and for what?
Kenji: Let me guess, Akira is not even your real name?
Akira: (stares at Kenji) Alright, let's lay some ground rules. You're to call me Major, capisce?
Kenji: Sorry, yes you're right. You're my senior in rank.
(after a moment of awkward silence)
Kenji: What's your alias? I mean by what name do you contact to the base?
Akira: Baisuki.
Kenji: That's....that's an odd name. It's not Japanese is it?
Akira: It's part Indian, part Japanese.
Kenji: India, yes. Wait...your profile said you're from Romania?
Akira: (chuckles)
Kenji: Alright. So, you've been under-cover as a school teacher?
Akira: hmm, would you like some ramen?
Kenji: Why aren't you answering my questions, Major?
Akira: I'd like some ramen. Get up, boy. We're going to Ryu's.
Kenji: What's a Ryu?
Akira: (mutters)bloody gaijin.
Kenji: Huh, what was that?
Akira: Nothing, c'mon.
(Akira and Kenji walk to the ramen shop)
Akira: Rather than the fact that you have a Japanese name, you look like the part as well. What's the uptake?
Kenji: My dad was Japanese, mom Indian. I moved to India when I was just 3 after my dad died working for the force. Been living there ever since.
Akira: I didn't mean that, boy. Why'd you transfer yourself to Japan? I mean most people take a posting at their hometown or something. But you're here. What's the...modus operandi?
Kenji: (looks doubtfully at Akira) I've heard you have connections with the Yakuza.
Akira: OH WOW!! Is that why the force decided to send me a guy? Are they getting suspicious? 5 fucking years, goddamit!! I have been working fine alone all these years and I'll make sure I continue to do so, capisce? (Akira stares menacingly at Kenji)
(Ryu looks out from the store's window)
Ryu: Major, leave the poor guy alone. You should learn how to talk to new recruits properly, remember what we talked about?
Akira: Konbanwa Ryu-san. What's poppin'? (Akira and Kenji enter the shop.
Ryu: One regular tonkatsu ramen....and what will the young fellow like to have?
(Kenji looks around all confused.)
Kenji: Wait....this guy works for the force as well?
Ryu: Alright, that'll be two regular tonkatsu ramen bowls, right away.
Kenji: What is it with you people and not answering questions?
Akira: You know your way around a pair of chopsticks?
Kenji: No, but I'll manage.
Akira: Haha, I'll manage he says. (Ryu chuckles as well) Do you know where the word "chopstick" came from?
(Kenji shakes his head)
Akira: Oh well, neither me.
Ryu: Stop messing with him, Major. He's your flat-mate.
Akira: Ya bloody well right but I never asked for a "flat-mate". (muttering)
Kenji: Why is he calling you "Major"?
Ryu: Oh, I couldn't introduce myself. My name's Ryu Yoshizuki and I am your trusty informant.
Kenji: .....he's an informant?!!
Akira: Shut up and eat your noodles, boy.
(Kenji stares at the both of them)
Kenji: Fine.
