A Way Into A Wealthy Man's Heart (Pantalone X Reader)

Chapter 3

After a good night sleep you awoke feeling better than ever and a chair next to you. Maybe implying somebody watching you sleep? The thought of it creeped you out imagining the regrator watching you sleep. Thankfully it was empty.

You felt Better than yesterday so you decided to do some missions as a Fatui Harbringer. Well if there were any missions. Half of the Harbringers were busy tracking down the Balladeer. You quickly wore your coat and headed out for a walk around the base. It was nice the snow really made Snezhnaya a unique region. Well the snowing didn't really stop.

You were near a Fatui training ground when you heared commotion.

"Ahh how are we going to train now?"

"No more hilichurls to practice on.."

You figured it was a batch of newcomers training using, hilichurls, A very odd way of training since the Fatui would normally fund them with training dummies. You walked up to the group.

"Hey! Having trouble training?"
You asked approaching the group.

"Oh! Mx Harbringer."
One of the Fatui Skirmisher said to you with a shocked face.

"Good afternoon, Mx Harbriger!"
The Cicin mage greeted you with a warm smile

"Well, I overheard all of you having trouble training, The Fatui made sure to supply training dummies to newcomers. Why don't you use those?"

"Well.. half of the training dummies are occupied right now, And half are destroyed by the recent ruin guard attack.."

"Hmm, I see, Well why not spar with me? Sparing with a Harbringer should be more than enough training. "

"Ah! We would be delighted to spar with you Mx Harbringer!"

"You have our utmost respect Mx Harbringer."

"Then, To make this fair all of you can spar it at once. I won't be using neither my delusion or vision."

"Well then. Let's start."

While the group of Fatui members start attack you with no avail. You were mainly focused on dodging the attacks.

The Regrator was conveniently walking around with a colleague discussing Signora's death. When during the conversation he noticed you. Fighting or dodging some of what looks like Fatui members.

"WAIT THEY'RE ALREADY FIGHTING?"

"Sir Harbringer signora is already deceased, How could she possibly still fight.."

"No!, ah, thats not what I meant..."

"Well then let's get back on topic."

After striking down the last Fatui member you were sparring, Softly of course. You decided to call it a day.

"Well then, it was fun to get a little excersise sparring with you all. But now I must get back to my Harbringer duties."

"We thank you Mx Harbringer for sparring with us!"

"Yes! It's was a rare opportunity indeed"

Both of the Fatui agents said in a respectful manner. You gave one of them a pat on the head and headed off.

The scenery was wonderful. Behind the Fatui hideout there was a river that looked very appealing from the lighting to the sun and the snowflakes falling. After using up all of your stamina you decided to take off you mask to take a breather.

After all that happend today you couldn't help but wonder how attractive Pantalone was. Was it his dark hair. Glasses? Or maybe how he was rich. Such attractiveness was wasted by his name. The thought of this spiraled out of control with you blushing at what your brain was making you think. After all we can't exactly control what we were imagining. Was this a side effect to that "medication" Pantalone gave you? Well these thoughts liger.

You really can't get him out of you head, right? Thats mainly the reason you the reader, Are reading this fanfic I assume.

You let your professionalism down and before you knew it you were a red tomato in a nearby rizer thinking of the 9th Fatui Harbringers. How odd was that?

Before you knew it. The man himself was already sitting next to you. Giving you a faint smile at your very red face.

"My my Y/N, how odd to see you out here with a face brighter than the sun."

You quickly panic in trying to cover you face using your hands.

"Oh, haha my face is just sweaty for wearing this mask often, No big deal. Really."

Why were you feeling this way? You've never felt this before. Your calm and collected demeanor started crashing down as you stare into him passionately telling you about the stock market. You really wanted to punch him in the moment for ruining such a great way to end the fanfic.