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The first rays of dawn crept through the windows of Bonten's base, casting long shadows across the hall. [Y/n] stirred awake with a surprising sense of energy. Maybe it was the thrill of last night's mission, or maybe she just felt like surprising everyone, but for some reason, she had the idea to make breakfast for everyone

She swung her legs out of bed and went to take a warm shower before she stepped out to do anything. After her shower, she tugged on cargo pants and a comfortable hoodie while styling her hair into [fav h/s].

[Y/n] decided to cook up something simple, tamago gohan, it consisted of steamed rice, fresh eggs, and soy sauce.

Heading to the kitchen, [y/n] rummaged through the fridge only to come up short. She sighed, spotting a mere three eggs left in the carton. "Perfect, trust Bonten has as arsenal in every room but short on basic groceries" she muttered sarcastically, tossing the carton into the trash. Guess it was time for a grocery run.

Before leaving, she slipped her feet into her shoes while placing on a mask and grabbing her gun, slipping it securely into her waistband. Just because she was on a "cooking" mission didn't mean she'd be unprepared.

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The streets were calm, and her trip to the supermarket was uneventful. [Y/n] moved through the aisles, quickly locating the eggs and heading to the register. She paid, stashing the carton or eggs into her bag as she left, her mind already on the food she'd be making.

On the way back, however, her attention was suddenly pulled away by a sharp, panicked scream echoing from an alleyway up ahead. [Y/n] stopped, her head turning towards the sound. She could make out the shadows of two men holding down a woman as she tried to struggle free.

[Y/n] let out an annoyed sigh. "Can't even go out for eggs without running into shit bags like this". She lowered her bag to the ground, taking a step into the alleyway with. "Oi," she called out, her voice cutting through the air with cold authority, "why don't you leave that girl alone before I do something I definitely won't regret?" sais said as she grinned.

The two men turned to her, eyes narrowing as they took in her casual stance. The larger of the two laughed, nudging his partner. "Look at this. Seems like we got ourselves another good catch."

His friend laughed, sneering as he joined in. "Lucky day for us, huh?"

[Y/n] rolled her eyes, clicking her tongue in annoyance. "Alright, you asked for it."

The men barely took two steps toward her before she pulled out her gun. Without hesitation, she fired two clean shots, each bullet landing directly in the centre of their foreheads. They collapsed instantly, their bodies hitting the ground with a dull thud.

[Y/n] placed her gun back into her waistband, glancing down at the blood splattered across her shoes with distaste. "Tch, now I have your disgusting blood on me," she muttered, giving her shoes a quick scuff against the ground.

With the men taken care of, she turned her attention to the woman, who was still pressed against the wall, shaking. [Y/n] approached her, offering a hand. "You alright?" she asked. "They're gone, you're safe now."

The woman's gaze shifted from the bodies to [y/n]'s outstretched hand, her lips quivering as she took a stumbling step back. Her eyes were wide, pure terror written across her features.

Before [y/n] could say another word, the woman screamed, turned, and bolted out of the alley, not looking back once.

Silence

"what the actual fuck", [y/n] thought as she deadpanned

[Y/n] blinked, momentarily stunned. She watched the woman's retreating figure, hands still extended, before she yelled out, "Okay what the fuck woman?! Not even a thank you?!"