"I Wish You'd Die Already!" (Perospero x Reader)

The Mission at Hand

"YN. I bet you're wondering why I called you here." My boss asks me.

"Yep. Of course, I am." I said, looking up at the chubby, stout man.

His smile widened, as usual. As if he were looking at a tool rather than a "You're our best assassin, YN. You're the only one who's suited for this case." He says before handing me a folded-up wanted poster.

I frown. That's not a good sign, "Strong words, mister. We have plenty of capable assassins here, what makes you think I'm the best around? There's nothing I've done that should lead you to believe that."

"You've never failed me, YN. You've always taken out your target. It's like a talent of yours, darling." He cackles, his tone making me sick.

I rolled my eyes, then gently unfolded the piece of paper. I'm met with the face of a rather... interesting looking man. He doesn't even look quite human, which sends off alarm bells in my head instantly.

"So? Do you think you can take him down?" He asked, holding out a sausage-like hand, the rings on his fingers making them look puffy and swollen.

"Charlotte Perospero, huh... Sounds manageable enough." I said, beginning to re-fold the wanted poster, "Charlotte's a bad last name, though... Big Mom pirates, right?"

"Yes, I suppose that could be an issue... but you did say at one point that you had people who could get you into crews like that, didn't you? Or, even better, you could just marry in-"

"I know a few people who could help me out." I quickly interject, sighing.

"Like?" My boss asks, clearly suspicious.

"My brother's friends with one of the women around there. I think she has a Charlotte last name. I'll ask him if he can introduce me to their family." I say with a small nod. Of course, I hate asking my brother for anything, but if it's necessary, then it's necessary.

My boss chuckles again. "Well! Aren't you resourceful! I knew you could figure something out! That's my YN." He says, smiling wide. He then pauses and he leans in close to me. "You remember the deal with these things, right?" He asks.

"I get half the bounty I bring back. I know the rules." I said before crossing my arms. I'm not a newbie, I know how my organization functions.

He nods. "Ah, but you see, seeing as how powerful of an enemy he is, you're entitled to three-fourths of that man's bounty. I hate to admit it, but those rules are set in place for a reason." He says, looking at me in a suspicious manner.

'That's over... five-hundred-million.' I thought to myself. "Just to bring down this one creep?" I ask, a little shocked.

"Yes, but don't underestimate him. He IS a Charlotte..." He says, then he shakes his head. "Now, go on. Bring me good news once you return." He said, shooing me away with his sausage hands. I nod, then leave his office rather quickly.

I then went into the main room and I found the closest transponder snail. With the snail, I quickly dialed the number that belonged to my younger brother.

The snail rang and I scowl. My brother is the most unreliable man on the planet...

Thankfully, I soon hear the click from the other end, meaning he had picked up.