TW: SMOKING, ALCHOL, MENTION OF DRUGS, MENTION OF HUMAN TRAFFICKING,GAMBLING, AND MURDER
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You leaned your head against the back of your red velvet couch, blowing smoke up into the ceiling and closing your eyes. The drag you took on the cigarette ignited your lungs, causing you to grimace at the feeling. Your masquerade mask was at your side, resting by your thighs.
You sighed, feeling content in your little bubble, a slight bumping noise from the music of the club. It was almost relaxing in a way. You crossed your legs over each other, taking another drag of the cigarette that was in between your two fingers.
You heard a knock at the door and sat your head up, giving it a questioning look.
"Who is it?" You called.
"It's Nobara." The voice responded. You smiled a bit.
"Oh! Come in, babes!" You said politely, excited to see your friend. Nobara opened the door, smiling when she eyed you on the couch. You beamed and squealed, nearly jumping out of your spot, and ran to her. Nobara closed the door behind her and hugged you when you crashed into her arms.
"I missed you!" You exclaimed, making Nobara chuckle. You both pulled away, smiling at each other.
"I missed you more. I came as soon as I got off the plane." Nobara said. You lead her to sit down on the couch, offering her a cigarette. She gladly took one, and you grabbed your f/c lighter and lit the cigarette.
"Thank you for stopping by. I have some news." You said. Nobara's eyebrows raised and put the cigarette between her lips, taking a drag out of it. Nobara blew out the smoke.
"Oh? Already?" Nobara asked quizzically. You nodded and sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.
"You know Mr. Tegashi, correct?" You asked. Nobara squinted her eyes at you and rolled them.
"Of course I do. I'm your assistant." Nobara stated the obvious making you glare at her.
"I was just making sure, doll. Well, anyways," you said as you taped the cigarette on an ashtray. "he had to stop by tonight to give me some updates on the money."
Nobara took another drag of her cigarette, leaning against the couch. Her white dress rode up her thighs as she crossed her legs.
"Right." Nobara urged you to continue. You squashed the cigarette down and sighed, remembering earlier's events.
"Mr. Tegashi went on to tell me he was using the money he was supposed to give me as gambling money." You explained, sitting back against the couch.
"Yeah, but he wasn't only using it as gambling money," Nobara commented, pointing her cigarette at you.
"Correct. He was using it to buy children and women off the black market, using them for sex, dirty work, the whole ordeal. What made me mad was when I found this out was he was going to give me the money he was profiting from selling the women and children." You said, getting even more irritated just thinking about it.
"I knew about the human trafficking part. But, he was going to use that dirty money to get drugs?" She asked, her eyes widening. Nobara was your assistant and had been ever since you started this. Along with Megumi and others that were working for you, she was your best friend in high school and middle school. Nobara would gain information from hired inside informants, see if it's true, and then tell you. It was a cycle that never failed.
"Yep," you enunciated the letter 'p' with a loud 'pop'. "So, when I asked him if that was all, he lied directly to my face. So, I took my handgun, pointed it at his head, and shot one bullet through it."
Nobara's eyes widened, but her mouth turned into a smirk. Chuckling, as this was not an out-of-the-ordinary action for you. "I'm kind of surprised you didn't torture him."
"I didn't like how he was manipulating me. He was trying to make me look like an idiot. I can't have that reputation. We'll probably set it up as some sort of freak accident, or that he may have left the country to escape his debts and crimes." You explained, waving your hand off into the air.
"Do you want me to make some calls and make it more believable?" Nobara asked, putting out the cigarette on the ashtray. You smiled.
"Yes, thank you Nobara. I don't know what I would do without you."
"You wouldn't be able to do anything without me," Nobara said, teasingly. You chuckled and rolled your eyes.
"By the way," she said, getting up and adjusting her dress. "you have a visitor that's waiting for you in one of the 'VIP' rooms."
You frowned and stood up. "Do you know who it is?"
"Yes, but they want it to be a surprise," Nobara said, walking to the door. You grinned and took your masquerade mask off the couch, placing it on your face and securing it.
