"She's the baddest badass of them all. Mysterious and beautiful like the moon she's named after."
"She'll kick anyone's ass who dare defy her-"
"Zabu, Komao...that's a little too much."
"But it's true, Lunie Loo!!"
"Hey! Get away from Luna, you Sigu...
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Third POV
The plan that Shindo had been plotting was already getting underway. While he had been keeping his two guests distracted in the more flashier area of his hideout, there was something even darker happening in a more run down and sketchier area of the hideout. It was a rundown warehouse, surrounded by barb wire, even a frickin' 'keep out' sign. It was the definition of a hideout. In the building, the sound of clanging, hammering, and metal banging against metal could be heard from quite a ways away.
There working was a bunch of NG men, looking like slaves almost, using these tools to break metal pipes in half, which made a very sharp edge on the end that had been broken off. They were making those in bulk, it was like a factory almost. This just showed how far back and how hard Shindo had been planning this, because of the fatigue of the workers. There was one who was carrying a box and ended up tripping over his own feet, falling to the ground and spilling the box full of these makeshift weapons.
Other members began yelling at him to get it together, not forgetting to also mention the fact that there was a lingering threat hanging over all of their heads. If they didn't finish just like they were ordered to by Emperor, then he'd toss them in prison. A dark place that no one wanted to even imagine, that's how scared they all were of Shindo.
But all of their working would soon come to a halt. While the guy who had fallen tried to recover, a large shadow suddenly appeared lingering over him. Looking up, he and the rest of the NG Boys working in the sweatshop saw a stranger standing there, an intruder who thought he could just walk in like he frickin' owned the place.
"Who the hell are you?" One of the lead men growled at the tall ginger haired boy standing in the doorway with a bit of an intimidating glare on his face since he knew he had come to the right place.
"I'm Matakara Asamine from Minato Kai. I have business with Shindo," the Minato Kai Number Two got straight to the point, leaving no room for argument or questions.
As soon as these guys heard where he had come from, it was like a switch had been flipped in these guys. They were two that had grabbed a metal pipe in each of their hands, drawing them back right as they charged at Matakara. Oh, what a mistake that was.
"He's from Minato!"
"You punk!"
These guys, even if they had weapons, they didn't stand a chance against the ginger haired boy. When the first guy got close enough, Matakara didn't hesitate to high kick him twice, knocking him out and to the ground before swinging his other leg out and hitting the second assailant right in the gut and knocking him right into a couple of boxes full of pipes. The guy didn't even hesitate to just stay where he was. And that was the end of that.
Though, this did reveal something rather concerning to Matakara. Looking down at the mess from that NG guy being knocked into the boxes, the contents of it had been spilled and scattered all over the ground. Metal pipes and makeshift knives, all of these weapons that looked to be ready for use just for something like this. It didn't really take a genius to know what they were planning. The ginger haired boy's glare hardened as soon as he realized what the NG Boys had going on here.
