AGENT CRYBABY (Discontinued)

Chapter 58: First Mission

A full year of training courses, safety drills, and healthy eating goes by and the team grows closer. Of course, the different team members were passing their talented courses, but the team has grown strong. Takemichi has made a lot of progress with his Berserk mode, but there are still some components that he is missing.

Training 3 times a day, therapy sessions, practice mission evaluations, and gadget preparation; he seems to be getting them down for the most part, but he still lashes out with his Berserk mode. Breaking weapons, going too far during training, or even wanting to punch a wall when he stubs his toe.

He finished another day of spy training and was slumped on the bed. He was too tired to shower and his room was a mess. Dirty laundry and trash bags everywhere. Lila knocked on the door walked into the room and was shocked and disgusted with the mess, " Hanagaki!! What did I tell you about keeping your room clean?! It's wretched and smells terrible in here."

" Sorry MOM! I didn't feel like cleaning today, plus I'm too tired and my muscles hurt." Takemichi grunted while taking off his hoodie and throwing it on the floor, showing his wide shoulders and abs. ' At least all this training is making me look good.' Takemichi smirked in his head.

" Hanagaki, taking care of yourself also means taking care of your environment. How are you expected to be a good agent if you can barely clean your room?" Lila said while kicking a dirty sock away from her. " Cleaning is a lot of work, and I'm exhausted. I just wanna sleep, we have to wake up early again for training." Takemichi groaned while slipping into the blankets.

Lila stomped over and threw the blankets off of Takemichi, " I don't care if I'm acting like a mother, clean this room and take a shower! The smell is spreading to my room!" " UUUGGGHHHH!" Takemichi groaned annoyed. He got out of the bed and started picking up trash bags and bringing them to the dumpster. Sweeping and mopping the floor while doing laundry with the help of Minyan.

Once his room was squeaky clean, he took a hot shower and slipped on Pajamas, finally going to sleep after 2hrs of cleaning. His sore body resting on soft cushions and the cold room made him sleep 10x better. His head was fuzzy and eyelids heavy as he started to dream.

He dreamt of walking into a warm bakery; grabbing an order of two strawberry dorayaki. He walked out and headed to a motorcycle which had Mikey sitting on it after reaching him how to ride. " I have the dorayaki Mikey, the last two at that." Takemichi smiled. Mikey wasn't looking back at him, but instead snarled, " I don't want food from a traitor."

Suddenly the ground started to crack and he started falling. He was screaming and yelling, no idea where he was going, until he landed in the red dojo with Berserk standing over him while he laid on his back with his heart beating and fast breathing. " About damn time you are done with that dream. I need to talk to you. And don't bother talking back, I just need you to listen." Berserk sat down in front of him, Takemichi wanted to yell at Berserk then stopped.

" I don't appreciate the fact that this whole time you are trying to control me like some damn pet. I don't take orders from you or anyone else, that is how I am programmed, but I'm an no one slave do you hear me?!" Takemichi was looking at him, " You are always out of control every time you come out. You most killed the team and other agents, and you expect me to—" Berserk slammed his hand on Takemichi's mouth.

" I do what I want and as I please! You're just to weak to take charge!"Berserk hissed, Takemichi wasn't taking that, he harshly pushed his hand away and kicked his mouth, pushing him away. Takemichi got up and squared up against Berserk. Berserk amusingly got up and smirked. " You think that you've gotten stronger that you can take me? *Scoff* please."