A Ranger's Journey (PGR x Male Reader)

I Belong To You [Special Chapter]

'Thinking'

"Speaking"

"[Intercomms/Radio Transmission]"

*noises*

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Babylonia - Purifying Force Quarters
Bianca - Purifying Force
2255 Hours

Disciplined, hardworking, physically, emotionally, and mentally strong, and is willing to sacrifice. Being a Headhunter is something that very few would dream of, let alone think of applying, given the demanding nature of the job. Everybody knows how hard it is to become one because of their ninety-five percent failure rate, and a lot of Human and Construct applicants alike dropped out because they can't handle the training. As a result, they received the reputation of being the special forces that are called by the special forces when the special forces need special forces, and Bianca, the captain of the Purifying Force, is one of the said individuals.

The Purifying Force is responsible for cleaning the battlefield. Aside from that, Bianca often operates solo to fill their primary mission of hunting down special Corrupted types, Ascendants, and defectors that pose significant threat to Babylonia and its people, hence her quarrel with the Forsaken's leader, Watanabe. She's feared and respected by the rebels, military personnel, civilians, and everyone under her command due to her reputation.

But now, her energy is being drained by something else.

"Last report." Bianca whispered with a hint of tiredness. She continues to type away all information in her PC, staring at the screen with lifeless eyes. Aside from being a Headhunter, she also has to tend to her responsibilities as a high-ranking officer and eliminate her greatest enemy outside of combat — paperwork.

*bzzt* *bzzt*

The electronic doorbell rang. She weakly turns to the door and pressed the green button beside her keyboard. The door slid open, revealing a member of the Purifying Force holding a stack of papers, with it being so tall that it almost covered her face.

"..." Bianca looked at the soldier with the look of 'are you serious?' plastered in her face.

"Reports from our foot soldiers, ma'am." The Purifying Force member said.

"Come in." Bianca said. The soldier did so, and placed the papers on her table. He gave her a brief salute before leaving. Once she was alone again, she slammed her head against the desk, resisting the urge to scream. She had been working on documents for six and a half days straight, and now there's another large stack right beside her. It's endless. That thing would've already been laughing and mocking her if it was alive.

*bzzt*

Bianca groaned in annoyance. Her hands slithered to the same switch, expecting it to be another personnel sent to give another pile of documents. The door opened, and the shadow of the individual that intruded the brief silence loomed over her, but she didn't bother looking up to see who it is.

"Just place it over there." She said, pointing at the papers.

"Even without me directly seeing your face, I can already tell you look like crap." This time, the familiar voice of a certain commander reached he ears.

Bianca immediately sat up and looked at (Y/n), who was holding a plastic bag, which had a bento box and a soda cup on top. She immediately smiled, attempting to be her usual self, and greeted him, "Hello there."