4.2 Bonten's Era

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—Next Day—

3RD PERSON's POV:
On a decent morning weather, Y/N elegantly wore her white collar blouse that has a gold patterned embroidery design on it with an elegant fall crisp black blazer that hung over her shoulders and a black trouser pants that has a diamond stones decoration. She had sunglasses on, while for her [hair color] hair were tied in a Low Bun as her heels clacking onto the ground as she went into her Sports Car, Mercedes-Benz AMG GT.

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A Model Wearing Your Outfit:

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___________________________________She just left the hotel she used to stay in when she first got into Japan and decided to rent an extortionate mansion and buy an expensive vehicle using her black card

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She just left the hotel she used to stay in when she first got into Japan and decided to rent an extortionate mansion and buy an expensive vehicle using her black card. She spent it on an instant for though she still has unlimited amount of cash in her card.

When she went in her luxurious sports car, she began driving it, heading to Bonten's Hideout.

She started to recall about the incident that happened yesterday.

'So I'm their Number 3 now huh?... Ahhh finally. My plans would be easy because I could now use them. I would no longer move too much. It wouldn't be a pain in the ass next time', She let out a weak smile.

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