Bonten's Advisor

Fourty Nine

To say the private plane was luxurious was definitely an understatement. Equipped with state of the art leather reclining seats, a full ensuite bathroom and 5-star cuisine, it was a little bit too overwhelming. 

But it was nice. It was a pleasant reminder of your vacation waiting for you at home that Mikey had so dearly promised. This time next week, you'd be somewhere in the Caribbean, sipping on a margarita by the beach at your private accommodation. You were thinking of a solo relaxation trip, but after three weeks soloing the mission in Vienna, you were craving some interaction with Yuuma and Sanzu. 

Just prior to landing, you quickly changed into your Nakatani Hana outfit, tucking your black hair into your collared shirt and pulling up your face mask. Perfect. 

....

Standing in front of the FNN bar door at 8am in the morning with two suitcases and a cello case definitely looked out of place. You snickered to yourself, thinking of the plan to scare your fellow Bonten co-workers upstairs. But you needed to prepare first. 

Unlocking the FNN bar door, you swiftly moved to one of the VIP rooms before opening the cello case, and removing the hand gun and silencer. You switched out the bullets with paint balls, loading them into the gun and keeping a few spare in your pocket. You were ready to go. 

You scanned your elevator pass, activating the elevator, taking it to the floor of Mikey's office. You were not stupid to shoot Mikey - but giving him a heads up on the action about to occur might be more fun; he might even want to join. 

Knocking on his office door, you heard a small groan from the other side. "yeah..."

You pushed open the door, and you saw his eyes widen as he was not expecting your return so soon. He gave you three weeks, but you completed it two. You were just that efficient - you weren't Bonten's Advisor for nothing. 

"Hey I'm hom-" you started, being cut off from the cluttering of him stumbling to his feet and come over to give you a tight hug. 

"Yes, welcome back. Glad to see you're okay," he started, releasing you from his hug and walking back to his desk. He ushered you to sit down on the chair opposite him with his eyes. "I'd like an update on what occurred in Vienna, if you don't mind. How'd you find an earlier flight home? I booked out a whole commercial plane for you in a week."

You laughed lightly at his seriousness. "Yeah, about that...I know you told me to be wary with the Viennese mafia, especially since they're a male-dominate group." He nodded his head, listening carefully. "But turns out the Don was a woman all along."

Mikey was shocked. "what."

"Yeah. I was caught killing her client, or the rat you sent me there for. She was surprised to see me, a woman, and she ended up inviting me to her private estate for tea, and umm we're best friends now!" You stated with a unsure smile, but you were happy to have some sort of female company in this living arrangement of men plus Chloe. 

"I see," he mumbled, scanning his desk of paper. "That is definitely a turn of events. But it might favour the both of us really well. Neither of us have safe access to each others areas, so this might bring out a new partnership, if she's willing to accept." You nodded your head in agreement as you had reached the same conclusion as Mikey, but there was only one worrying thing with this plan. 

"Except there's one problem." You started looking at Mikey. 

"Yeah, there's bound to be people unhappy with this - whether that be other gangs and men within our groups."