Coroyakuza

Four|| Business

Agent 8 was startled awake by a loud knocking at the door. She carefully untangled herself from 3's sleeping body, and stood up to answer it. She made her way to the door and peaked through the peephole. "Oh, Marie!" She opened the door, revealing an annoyed Marie, crossing her arms, umbrella at her side. "Where's 3?" She said, anger tracing her features. 8 frowned, she should've known Marie would be angry at her girlfriend. "Sleeping." Marie groaned  "Wake her up then." Agent 8 nervously nodded, and went to her and 3's shared room. She gently shook the sleeping agent's shoulder. "Hey 3, wake up. Marie's here." Agent 3's eyes fluttered open. "Huh?" She muttered, slowly sitting up. "Marie's here, and well. She doesn't look very happy."

Agent 3 rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Tell her to go away," she mumbled. Agent 8 chuckled nervously. "I'm not sure that's such a good idea. She, uh... She brought her umbrella." Agent 3's eyes widened and she immediately got up. "Shit, shit, shit," she repeated while running to the bathroom and splashing her face with cold water. "3, please just try to stay calm. And don't try to provoke her," Agent 8 advised. "Yeah, yeah," said Agent 3, who really wasn't paying much attention. She speed walked over to the door, flashing a sweet smile towards Marie, who was very clearly angry.

"Hey, Marie. How was your day? By the looks of it, you seem like you've been doing great," Agent 3 smiled. Marie scowled. "What the hell is your problem?" she growled under her breath, slinging her umbrella over her shoulder. "What do you mean? Wouldn't you be pretty damn upset if your girlfriend was a prostitute?" Agent 3 retorted. Marie scoffed. "Business is business. You're barely even making enough money for rent, 3." The shorter Inkling grimaced. "Th-That's not true," she muttered. Marie rolled her eyes. "3, you reek of alcohol and cigarettes from my gramps' stupid bar. Or is that what you use your paycheck on?"

Agent 3 opened her mouth to say something but closed it, deciding against saying anything. Marie smirked. "And you can't even deny it," she chuckled. "Shut up, I'm getting a new job," Agent 3 said, rather quietly. Marie failed to hold in another round of laughter. "And what're you planning on doing?" Agent 3 hesitated before saying, "I'm gonna be a drug dealer."

"Where the fuck are you planning on getting drugs from?" Marie questioned. She was ready to interrogate the Inkling before her. Agent 3 replied smiling. "The Oyabun." Marie was speechless. She put her umbrella to her side. She shook her head, trying to clear the thoughts running through her mind. "As if, who would ever buy from you?" Agent 3 smirked. "It's the Oyabun, Marie. I'm gonna have the good shit," she answered. "How the hell do you know Pearl?" Marie asked. She was getting real impatient, she just wanted to find a way to get Agent 3 upset. "Oh please, she loves 8." Marie glared at 3 and scoffed. "My costumers love 8 too."

This made 3 groan. "Look Marie, I don't care. I'm not gonna stand idle while 8 is just, selling her body. So don't even." Marie rolled her eyes, finally deciding to give up. "Whatever. Have fun with your drug dealing business, I'm sure it'll be real funny when I find out you're dead for selling in the wrong turf. I'll see you around, 3." Marie smiled maliciously, then swiftly turned and walked away.
"Bitch."

Agent 3 closed the door and dragged herself into the room. She let herself fall onto the bed, next to 8 and groan. "Marie can be such a pain." She wrapped her arms around 8, softly nuzzling into the octoling's neck. "What was that about?" Agent 8 asked, pulling the shorter girl closer to her. "Oh, nothing," Agent 3 mumbled, breathing in 8's scent. Agent 8 just nodded, placing a kiss on 3's freckled cheek. The inkling responded by planting a few soft kisses on her collarbone. "Hey, 8?" Agent 3 mumbled. "Hm?" Agent 8 hummed. "Please don't worry about the money." 3 said softly. Agent 8 sighed, "I'll try not to." She pressed her lips to her girlfriend's collarbone, resulting in a giggle. Agent 8 met 3's gaze and smiled warmly. "You're so cute when you're not acting tough y'know, not that you're ever not cute." Agent 3 only buried her face into 8's chest. "I love you so goddamn much."

"I love you too."

•

"I guess I can sort a few things out. I can tell some of my guys to lay off you too, I guess. Damn, you're really lucky 8 is your girlfriend." Pearl took a sip of her strawberry smoothie. Agent 3 glanced at a photo of 8 and Marina, taped on to Pearl's fridge . "Y-Yeah, I really am," she said with a small smile on her face. Pearl sighed. "I'll give you the good shit so you can pay your rent and spoil 8, how 'bout that?" Agent 3 blushed. "I'm not gonna be her sugar dad-"
"Sure, 3. You buy her so much shit even with your shitty bar job, she's always talking about it."
3 crossed her arms, and Pearl let out a laugh.

Pearl's phone started to ring. She quickly answered it, not exactly realizing it was a video call until Marina appeared on her phone. "I got the job, baby!" Pearl smiled. "You did? You're gonna be amazing, love!" Agent 3's eyes widened. "What..?" Pearl turned her head over to the agent. "Did 8 not tell you?" She asked. "Oh! Is 3 there?" Marina asked. "Mhm. Wanna say hi?" Pearl handed her phone over to Agent 3. "Hey, 3! How're you and 8 doing?" the Octoling asked. "We're doing good. Thanks for telling me about 8's little side job." Marina smiled. "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't?" Agent 3 giggled. "Seriously though, thank you." Marina just nodded, giving her a thumbs up, "No problem." Pearl groaned. "Can I have my phone back now?" The agent quickly passed the shorter girl her phone.

"Well, I'm gonna be working tonight so I better get ready. Love you!" Marina said sweetly. "Love you too." Pearl put her phone down once Marina and looked at Agent 3. "If you tell anyone that we're dating," She gave the agent a death glare, "I'll blend you." Agent 3 nervously chuckled. "I won't be telling anyone. I promise." Pearl let out a 'hmph' before taking another sip from her smoothie. "When do you need the drugs?" she asked. "As soon as possible. I'm planning on quitting tonight." Pearl sighed and stood. "Follow me." She made her way through the hallways of her penthouse, Agent 3 following behind and admiring the luxury, silently wishing she could have all this for 8 and herself.

Pearl approached a large metal door, hidden behind a bookcase with only about 2 books in it. Agent 3 immediately noticed a passcode was needed to open it. "Look away," Pearl said, making sure the green tentacled Inkling turned around before putting in the password. "You can look now." Agent 3 turned around to see a room full of vaults. Pearl pulled a key out of her hoodie's pocket and unlocked a vault with a holographic sticker on it. Agent 3 looked at her in confusion, not only did Inkopolis's biggest gang leader keep her important keys in her pocket, but she memorized where her drugs were by placing children's stickers on the vaults. Pearl noticed 3's confusion, "What? I'm not gonna put a label that just says crack. What's the fun in that?" She grabbed a gallon sized ziplock bag out. "Here. That's the good shit," she said, putting it in Agent 3's hands. "This is... a lot." Pearl gave her a look, "I'm a rich gang leader, 3."
"Oh, right. Almost forgot."

The two made their way out onto Pearl's balcony, the bag of cocaine stuffed into a Toni Kensa backpack Pearl decided to let 3 have. "Always make sure they pay you right away, and the exact amount. Once they realize they have even a cent in debt, you won't be seeing them anytime soon." Pearl informed 3. The agent nodded, "Got it." She gripped onto the backpack and turned to look at the city lights. "Um, how much do I owe you for this?" She asked. Pearl giggled. "You don't owe me anything. Just keep 8 happy." Agent 3's eyes widened. "But this is so much!" Pearl turned to her "That's about 3 kilograms, which would roughly be about 50,000 bucks. I don't think you'd want to pay me back that much."

Agent 3 stared at her, mouth agape. "I- 50,000!? What!? Oh my god, Pearl! That's so much! I have to do at least something in return!" She exclaimed. Pearl just smiled "You already did enough by beating the shit out of 8's ex. Plus you always do side jobs for me. It's fine, 3."

The agent just stared down at the backpack. "T-Thank you, so much. I have no idea what I would do if you hadn't helped me."

Pearl patted her shoulder. "No biggie, need a ride to work?"