Furtive Ignominy (COMPLETED)

9

Satoru was in an office building located in the district of Shibuya. He was there as per the order of his Chief Yaga. He entered the building with his usual confident aura. His hands were in his pockets as he trod down the aisle before entering an elevator.

While he was in there, his phone rang. He didn't even bother to see who's calling and just answered, "You better increase my pay or I'll leave all my pending cases."

He heard a clicking tongue from the other line which made him smirk a bit. [Your head's inflating Gojo, don't you dare leave those cases and I'll beat your ass!] Yaga hollered, he could almost see his veins popping from his head.

"Nope, that's not what I want to hear." He snickered. "Repeat after me, 'Gojo Satoru, I'll increase your compensation by double for your hardwok'. How's that?"

[You cocky bastard! Isn't your salary beyond mine? And yet you're still asking for more.]

"Come on, chief. All you have to do is sit there while I do all the working. I teach while observing in the day, I search for leads and review my next lesson in the night, and during my supposed daycation, I'm heading to this we-deliver-your-girl-under-20minutes type of thing. Isn't it just fair that I get the higher pay?" He faked an exhausted sigh.

[Where are you even taking all of this money?]

"Welp, to my girlfriend."

[Don't fuck with me, Gojo. No one will date a bastard like you even if you pay them.]

"Oho, said the man who went to the rent-your-girl-for-the-day store because he couldn't find a girlfriend." He let out a cackle as he bit his knuckles so it wouldn't come out as laughter.

[You...] Yaga growled. Gojo could feel the intensity of his anger, and he knew that if he was there, his neck would already be strangled. [I'll pass this to Nanami and he'll take care of your increase.]

"Say hi for me please."

Just like that, Yaga hung up the call. And as if on cue, the bell of the elevator ting, indicating that Gojo just arrived at his floor.

***

"So, what do you need this time Mr. Hiroshiki Kyomuro?" Asked by a man with a bald head and clasped hands to the man with circular dark glasses on his blue eyes.

"I need a list of your newly arrived, please. I need fresh refreshments." Gojo Satoru replied.

"Of course, Mr. Hiroshiki, only the best for the best." The man said with a grin on his face as he handed him the resumes of the newly arrived girls of their company. "I, Meguru Polocha, can assure you that those are our freshes."

"Thank you, Mr. Polocha." He replied without even batting an eye. "You really know the best. But do you perhaps have someone like university students in the list?"

"Ahh, I see. Your preference changes quite drastically. Truly an unpredictable man you are, Mr. Hiroshiki." Polocha pulled another batch of resumes. "Here are our university students, all in legal age. They're all fresh, maybe out in the field once or twice but they're still in the best state."

"I see," Gojo murmured as he scanned all the resumes." Until he saw a very familiar face of a woman, h/c hair and e/c eyes but the only difference was this girl had a quite calm and serene face while the one he knew had some fierceness in it. He scanned the name and creased his brows, "I'm interested in this one."

"Oh, perfec— sorry sir. But you'll have to find another one." Polocha said with a rather dejected tone. "That one had been one of our AWOLs and until now we can't find her and communicate."