BP4L's Collection of Toaru Works

ReinerBraun's Request 2

I'm not entirely sure how to start nor end this due to how vague it was, so i just made it like this. Hopefully it's good enough!

^8^

"What do you mean there's no more?!"

"I-i'm telling you! There hasn't been a shipment in a week! We're bound to run out eventually!"

The store manager goes unconscious as his body hits the alley floor with enough force to crack open a jawbreaker.

The albino has long since had a grown suspicion regarding the city's plummeting stock of black coffee since April. The numbers kept dropping. He thought it would later be solved when the next supply came but no, it didn't.

And now he's the one who has to suffer the most! Without his prized coffee he could barely function properly! How could anyone even live a life without the nectar of God that is the Black Coffee?! It is the essence of life, similar to that of air and water.

'I swear… someone's gonna have a long broom sticking up his ass…'

Last he checked, the company that produced this beverage is listed among the top 100 in Japan. Selling hundreds of millions of cans nationally every week. So it was a surprise to hear that they're not making any shipments.

There was a few speculations. One of them being that they're just late on the productions. That was what he had initially believed to be the reasons. But that was a little over a month ago. There's no way they'd be that late. Unless, of course, they're no longer producing.

Which is also unlikely considering that their primary source of income was from this product, netting 66% of their whole revenue. So canceling them would just result in them signing their death warrants. Figuratively and literally.

Next up would be bankruptcy. Very, VERY unlikely. The company alone has a value of nearly a billion dollars. Which is nowhere near the highest grossing beverages around the world such as Coca Cola and Pepsi, but still is a very high number for a company selling primarily bitter beverages.

Out of all the possibilities, the third one is the most likely. Be it through embezzlement or just a very bad luck for them, it is the only one that made sense.

But there is something fishy about it…

Why did it happen so suddenly and so quickly? He's planning on finding out real quick.

^8^

Quiet solemnity.

A phrase rarely thought by the blond. After all that's happened in the past 3 months, he's surprised the world hasn't ended yet.

As he laid still on his bed, feeling the warmth of the sun ray shining directly at his face, he could feel his drowsiness consuming his mind. His eyes grew heavier and sleep enveloped his very thought.

Kaboom. Door smashed open.

Aaaaaaand here it goes.

"Dude, what the fuck?!"

"I need you to do me a favor. Now."

"Hell no! I just got here!"

"Well, perfect timing. Now come."

"No! I'm tired and I need sleep."

The albino turned towards him once more. Eyes wide open, sharper than razor. Eyeing him up and down as if looking for a place where it hurts the most. It looks so fucking intimidating, he swore he had just subconsciously gulped.

"You might be bigger than me, but they make coffins your size too."

"I put fags like you in a bodybag."

A stare down from both parties ensues. None seemingly backing down anytime soon. Tension grew by the seconds and no movements were made.

It was until later that Maika passed through the room to pick up her brother's book that she had lent him that they finally snapped out of it.

No sooner than 2 seconds after she entered the room, Accelerator pulled out his phone and dialed a number. He didn't even wait for her to leave! Whilst in the midst of her searching through the piles of books her brother has, Accelerator was immediately struck with an idea. A very wicked one.

"We do this the hard way, or the easy way."

The blond scorned heat.

"Try me bitch."

A sadistic grin immediately formed at Accelerator's ghostly pale face, as if already expecting the answer. Maika shivers at the look the albino is giving her brother.

"Oh, you asked for it, asshole."

Tsuchimikado couldn't help but to narrow his eyes. Wondering what the hell is the albino on…

"As the Board Chairman of the city, I hold any and every power here. Like, say… have your sister fail in every class."

Both siblings snapped their head, any more force would've had them cracked.

"You wouldn't fucking dare!!"

Motoharu has his heart beating up his throat. The nerve of this guy…?! He was just about to swing the living shit out of the albino for threatening his sister like that, but got distracted when he heard a small sniffle from his back.

And that was when he knew he had lost.

Slowly craning his neck to look at his back. His heart shattered at the very sight.

"Onii-chan…"

Maika muttered quietly, as if begging her brother to do something about it. She was on the verge of tears, ready to burst at any given moment. Motoharu couldn't handle the sight.

"Alright, alright! I'll do it! What the fuck do you want?!"

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Later that night…

"Here."

Tsuchimikado Motoharu handed a document to a certain albino. Immediately leaving after receiving his ends.

After all the hard work done, the albino finally concludes that the company that produces his favorite beverage ended up going bankrupt after some bad marketing decisions, going from the end and the start of the year.

Apparently, they put too much money on marketing campaigns during New Year's Eve, which ended up also leading to some bad decisions being made along the way by the new Executives members.

Something about relying heavily on this web network called 'Twitter' with a tag called BDSM, an Acronym for Black Drinks Straight Marvelous. They received a shit load of backlash from that…

Accelerator sighed in relief that the problem wasn't that big and that it could be fixed rather quickly. He then fished out his phone, dialed a number and placed it right next to his ear.

"We're making a 50 million donation."

…

"To Black Coffee and something corp."

…

"What do you mean you don't agree with me?! Do you know who you're dealing with?!"

The phone in his hand immediately got destroyed, shattering into oblivion. Hundreds of black wings spurt out of his back as he then took a flight up somewhere in the higher district.

A few hours later, a report was made of a bloodcurdling scream of a man on the neighborhood curb. The corpse of the city's Treasury was found dead with his intestines wrapped around his throat.

The 50 million donation ended up being made anonymously to the company with a message attached, saying.

'Stop Watching Porn For Fucks Sake.'

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