Why do we cry for someone who we don't even know?
Is it just because it's sad?
Is it because of our mood?
Is it because their story is.. familiar?
This story includes mature content like a vivid explanation of murder and sexual content so if you'r...
Song of the chapter: "Paint the town red" by Doja Cat
A figure was walking at one of the busy streets of California. The sun was long over the horizon switched with a bright moon, but not as bright as the street lights in the city that was hosting a Japanese themed festival. Everyone in the street are wearing traditional kimonos and having a blast. She walks up to one of the stalls that is selling some mochis and buys some, they are definitely her favorite. She sits on a nearby bench and takes some time to enjoy her mochis, taking a bite out of her first one a rare smile invades her face. After eating she gets up and goes on her way through the street.
<BEEP BEEP>
The figure pulls out her phone from her coat pocket after hearing the beeping of their phone, seeing the name of the caller she quickly picks up the call and brings up the phone near her ear.
"Hello Agent Y/N. Have you found the target yet?" the voice of your boss echoed in your ears, a bit too loud for your liking, causing you to flinch just a tiny bit. Your gaze switched to the man walking just up ahead of you. You narrowed your eyes at him. The target is a wanted scammer in a state and your mission was to.. eliminate him and remove the struggle to everyone.
"Yes, Mr. Wixx. I got eyes on the target. He's not alone if I'm right?" You asked softly, you didn't need any unwanted listeners.
"Good eye, Y/N. The two bodyguards are near him, to eliminate him you may have to lure them three in an alleyway. Don't let them get away. I'm counting on you."
"Got it." You hang up the call and hide the phone in the pocket of your kimono you wore under the coat to blend in. You take off the coat and its hood, revealing a beautiful kimono strangely very similar or even identical to the one that Tamayo wears. Your hair pinned with a stunning golden hairpin, it was a gift from your late mother.. but that's a story for another time.
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(For the ppl that don't remember how Tamayo's kimono looks like)
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