To Be An Exorcist (Kanda Fanfiction)

3rd Chapter- First Mission

By the next day, I had a whole new set of clothes that Komui (unfortunately) picked out. He never did have the best clothing taste. Komui had gone out and bought me entirely black casual wear, that he claimed was useful for cloaking yourself in a dark area, but in which I claimed unnecessary. He had bought me seven short sleeved and seven long sleeved black shirts, fourteen pairs of black pants, and a single black overcoat. He had bought me black leather boots and several pairs of black socks as well, but I completely refused to wear them. They would only hinder my abilities, and already, I could feel some of them dying away, lack of exposure.

I headed to the kitchen the following day for breakfast, wearing the outfit Komui had bought anyway.

He did buy them as a gift.

I convinced myself, when setting them out to wear. I waited in line for breakfast. What did they serve here anyway? Hopefully something better than the gruel I found in free shops across towns. Not that I was ungrateful, but I was more than tired of eating such a sinister item every day.

Once I had finally reached my turn a man who called himself Jeryy spoke to me.

"And what would you like Miss Kurosu?" he asked politely.

"Well ah, what do you serve?" I replied, hoping to all things holy it wasn't gruel.

"Anything."

Words from heaven itself.

"..Anything..?" I replied, dazed.

"Anything at all," he grinned from ear to ear. "You look as happy as Allen did when he heard that."

"I'm sorry...who's Allen?" I tilted my head slightly in confusion.

He raised his eyebrows. "You don't know Allen Walker?"

I shook my head. "Sorry, I'm new. Just got accepted into the Order yesterday."

"Oh, well he's the kid over there," Jeryy pointed to a boy at a table, across from my cousin Lenalee. His hair was a white color, rather unusual I might add, and he had a scar over his left eye, and his left arm was also unusual, probably a parasitic type anti-akuma weapon from what I've been learning.

"Oh," I said after analyzing him.

"So what 'cha want for breakfast kiddo?" Jeryy got back on topic.

"Anything right?" I smirked.

"I can tell you're an Allen type eater." he remarked. "Chef, get ready."

"I'd like..." I paused, ready to shock him.

"A coffee with cream and two sugars."

He nearly fell over. "HUH?"

"Black coffee preferably."

"I uh, are you sure that's all you want?"

"Positive."

He nodded, still surprised, and returned in two minutes with my coffee. I nodded my thanks and went over to where Lenalee was, and sat by her, since I didn't know where else to sit.

Lenalee looked at me as I approached with her usual warm smile.

"How are you Naomi?" she greeted, gesturing for me to sit by her.

"I'm great, thanks for asking me," I smiled. "Care to introduce me cousin?"

"Oh of course." she replied. She pointed to Allen. "This is Allen."

Allen smiled at me and waved his hand. "Hi, pleasure to meet you Naomi."

I smiled back in response.