Chapter 2: Team Assemble

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(Image was created by AI, its elder sibling of the Twin Ifirits Lydia)

Narration: 1 week before the deadline.

Seth, his girls,
and adopted children Aiko and Haruki go to London City Airport,
where they welcome some friendly faces from early January last year.
"Twin Ifirits! Good to see you both!"
Seth says so casually to both identical twins with long red hair,
red eyes,
and black biker jackets.
The only difference is that one wears her smile like a professional model,
and the other does it like a playful smile. The second big difference is that one had her mid drift exposed,
and the other had her jacket zipped up.

"Good to see you too, Angel Of Death." They both said and hugged him,
raising eyebrows from both Yuzuhara and Zoey.
Aiko and Harki just tilt their little heads, ears,
and wolf tail exposed,
and all the humans around them just coo at them for wearing accessories in their minds.
Little did they know the ears and tail were real.

"Angel Of Death?"
Was all Zoey and Yuzuhara could say to which Seth explains that's his merc handel just like Twin Ifrits were theirs. "Sooo are you going to introduce us to your friends?"
Yuzuhara asks.
"I would buuuuuut I don't actually know their names. I know that the one with her mid drift exposed is older, though." Yuzuhara, Zoey,
Aiko and Harki facepalm in unison. "How can you tell which one is the older one?"
Zoey asks as politely as possible but a tad bit of annoyance in her voice.

"I can see their auras. To be honest, back in the spring of 2015, I put a bandana on like a blind fold and tied it too tightly. The Twin Ifirits took care of me for 3 days at the Mercenary Lord HQ, where all I could do was feel around, and the next thing I know is that I saw a bluish mist or water vapor to be more accurate. The older one has a bluish aura, and the younger one has a redish aura."

Zoey looks unamused by Seth's answer and just bluntly asks for their names. "I'm Cynthia!"
The younger one with her jacket zipped up,
says, and puts on a cute smile.
"I'm Lydia. I'm the older one, and she's the younger one."
Lydia points at Cynthia.
Zoey and Yuzuhara welcomed the Twin Ifirits to London,
and they begin to walk back just as Seth begins to clue them in on why he paid them.
"That's it? Easy cash."
The twins say.
Little did they know just how much their work is going to be cut out for them.

The next day: (Male Terra's POV)

I had four days left to give Selena my answer,
and I've been thinking long and hard about it for one week.
I start my day with breakfast,
getting dressed,
brushing my teeth,
and spiking my hair.
The usual routine.
I was going about my day,
thinking more about it as I put on some random show that looked appealing,
and then my phone went off.
A text from Seth saying to meet him at X place at Y time today,
otherwise,
he'd drag my ass out.
So I complied,
waited for night time,
went to X street at Y time,
waited by the clock on the sidewalk,
and to my surpise,
Seth isn't 30 minutes early like he was that time we had a dual.

So right on time,
and he's still not here,
so I tap my foot and set my smart watch for 10 minutes before I leave.
"Let's see. Tall Japanese American mix, long brown hair with the front and sides spiked up, blue eyes, well built body. Terra Woods?"
I hear a woman ask as I look across the road to see two beautiful red heads in black leather biker jackets.
"Uh yeah, that's me. I'm waiting for a friend."
Both women get beside me,
and holy cow,
do they smell nice!

"Yeah, sorry about that. Seth Thompson, our boss, isn't showing, and he's paying us to show you a good time until yooooou get out of your funk!" 
The one with her mid drift exposed points at me with a smile,
then both wrap their arms around mine, and away we go!
Seth you fucking bastard,
you didn't have to hire me two escorts. Though I do appreciate what you're trying to do,
my guy.
So from 7 o'clock to midnight,
we went to an expensive restaurant, tourist spots and more.
I paid,
of course,
but I had the money to afford an easy, comfortable life.

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