【ａｐａｔｈｙ】{A HxH x [Gojo] OC story}

Chapter 8

WARNING: Cussing <3

Chapter 8: [ Boss has the x Mental Age of x a Kid ]

"Now, show me what you've brought." The head guard said.

"The hair of a famous actress, Sara, and a DNA test to validate authentically." 

"The right arm of an Egyptian mummy, taken directly from a pyramid." 

"The scaly skin of an ichthyosis patient."

"The skull of a one-horned creature."

"The hair of a male part of the Zen'in Clan, including a DNA test too." Sora handed in her item.

Everyone gaped at her.

"Wasn't the Zen'in Clan a myth?" Basho asked.

"You can check the DNA test if you want." Sora said as a scene popped into her head.

"Why the fuck do you need a piece of my hair? Is this why you came back?" Megumi asked.

"For my job. Besides, it's time you need a haircut." Sora opened the scissors in her hand.

"Don't you fucking dare."

"Oh I will."

"Not if I can help it-"

"TORU!! HELP ME CUT THE SEA URCHIN'S HAIR!!"

"With pleasure, little sister."

"Oh fuck no."

"Alright, all 5 of you are hired. I'm Dalzonelle, the head bodyguard. It's nice to meet you." Dalzollene began giving us a quick rundown of our first mission: to protect the boss any way we could. They walked down the hallways, stopped by a horrifying realistic painting that turned out to be a real person, and arrived in front of the boss' room.

"Boss, I've brought the new bodyguards." Dalzonelle knocked on the door. A purple-haired servant answered the door and let them in.

A teenager with blue hair tied back with a yellow bow. Sat on the bed filled with plushies. 

'Damn, that's a lot more stuffed animals than Satoru had in his whole entire life.'

"This is the boss, Ms. Neon." Dalzonelle introduced.

Everyone, once again, gaped in shock. They didn't expect the boss to be a fucking 17-year-old.

Neon gave them a bright smile, "nice to meet you, everyone."

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Soon everyone got onto the airship and headed towards the destination. Sora, unfortunately, was guarding Neon. The blue-haired girl had asked her to be one of the bodyguards inside the room along with Dazonelle and another bodyguard.

"Sora, can I braid your hair? Pretty please~~" She begged.

This went on for around 2 hours until they arrived at their destination. But hell no, the torture wasn't over. Sora had to endure a car ride, with Neon.

"This is the workload for September." Dazonelle said, handing Neon the papers.

"Hmm? Why is there so much?"

"Rotfelli and Trinc would like their fortunes told."

"That just sucks, I told you to stop increasing my workload." Neon complained.

"I apologize, they're just really close with your father."

"And what is he doing?"

"He had to attend a meeting." Dazonelle answered her.