I want to be an idle teen.

47.intimate conversation 3

⚠️Sexual-talking⚠️

"Hey, Atsu!" Tachihara waved him down in front of their office, almost making him jump. "Hello, Tachihara-kun." The tiger mumbled under his breath, as he entered the office to see Gin already at one of their personal computers.

"What's up with the gathering?" Ryūnosuke grumbled, as he too, entered the office almost right after him and the redhead.

"I am mostly stuck at the office, if you managed to forget, Akutagawa." He reminded with an eye roll. "I haven't, but what are the somewhat competent team members doing here?" The raven smiled at him, maliciously.

"For your information, I've been more than just useful." The boy shrugged, heading over to his computer.

"So I'm glad that everyone is here, actually. I have something to show you all." That made everyone trail over, even Akutagawa curiously looking at the monitor as he turned it on.

And once he entered the blueprints, Tachihara whistled.

"Gotta hand it to you, white tiger. You really did do something useful for the mission." Gin slapped his shoulder, in what was supposed to probably be encouragement.

The blueprints themselves were more defined and marked up, all the exits circled in bright red, he even got the some more information about the members that were supposed to be at the auction, finding some of their other contracted partners there too perhaps insinuating that the betrayal might be a bigger plot against the PM than originally thought.

"We also have this." The tiger sighed, opening up another file. This time, it was a sketched out image of the auction room, with seats marked up. He managed to find most of the auction attendant's seat number, which left them with four possible options to pick out from.

He knew that the executives ended up agreeing that picking seat number sixteen to buy, but. In case they wanted to, they could switch to seats that weren't taken during the auction.

He'll bring this up with Chuuya later on.

Seat number four, just in front of their target, one in the back six rows behind the target, at the end of their target's row and then finally a row behind them.

He thought that the row behind the man might be the best one.

"Wow…" Tachihara gaped behind him, clearly amazed by how much effort he put into the entire thing.

"This…actually aligns with what I've found out about the auction's clientele. I am curious as to how you know their seats though." Akutagawa glanced in suspicion, making him roll his eyes again .

"I've gone to Higuchi-san and asked her to help me out." Even the name of their coworker made Akutagawa hurl , as the woman obviously had a crush on him. He wondered what Higuchi saw in the dramatic, emo bastard but he guessed he was the last allowed to judge people's choices in partners

"It took a lot of convincing and promoting, but once she heard that you too will be going to the mission, she agreed to help." Yeah, he used her feelings for their gain, sue him, he was in the damned mafia for Gods sake. "So, basically , she helped me hack into the online ticket sale of their auction, and see from which accounts they've drawn money for separate seats. It took us around four days, but we did it." Atsushi cracked his knuckles, as he forwarded the file to all three of the rest of the team's account, and spun around.

"Seat four seems the safest." Gin hummed, much to his pleasure. It gave him a confidence boost, the fact that one of the older members said his thoughts out loud.

So he nodded and tapped the seat with purple, then wrote bait as the definition of the coloured seat.

"About our situation, I still think I should be bait." He finally said, making Tachihara sigh anxiously.