The Knights Himura

#20: The Wiseman

Tsuki and Fumi crawled back through the door. Their clothes hung loosely from their bodies.

"Hey, I think you're wearing my jacket," Tsuki tugged on Fumi's sleeve.

Tsukiko took back her white jacket and traded back Fumi's olive one.

Claudia shoved a note in Tsuki's face, "Sinner."

Tsuki recoiled, "W-what?"

Fumi dropped all of their borrowed goods on a nearby fabric working table.

"Just... Just ignore her..." Fumi sighed.

Haruka waved from across the room, "What's up, Miss Sinner, What's cookin'?"

"Ugh, you're too loud," Tsuki groaned.

"Lily's doin' alright, just to let you know," Haruka spoke in a hurtful voice.

"And Sylvie?" Tsuki stretched.

"She's pissed at me but nothing I can't handle," Haru grinned with her teeth showing.

"And the box she was carrying?" Tsuki rubbed her head.

"What box?" Fumi interrupted.

Haruka's face turned into a sharp, serious glare, "Don't worry about it. Nothing we can deal with right now."

Sylvie stumbled into the room with a cardboard box, "Oh yeah, man!"

"Goddamnit," Haru closed her eyes and sighed.

Tsuki tried to straighten out her clothes, "What're you so happy about?"

"These are official Damascene documents!" Sylvie tore the box open with ferocity.

"Why would a crime organization have actual physical documents?" Fumi scratched her head.

"It's not an organization," Haru yawned.

"Street gang," Fumiko corrected herself. "Why would a street gang keep documents?"

"We can find out who started the Shakudos," Sylvie laughed.

"Can it help us find the guy who mugged Fumi and I?" Tsuki prodded.

"Well, if I can find any holes or weird parts, I might..." Sylvie trailed off.

"It's just a bunch of numbers and dates. Can't find anything worthwhile from that. How would it find a specific person?" Haru complained.

"Listen, I know how this works, okay?" Sylvie pulled out a huge binder and flipped through it. "Found it!"

"Already?" Haru spat out her tea.

Claudia appeared and wiped up the mess before disappearing again behind a doorway.

"Wait... No..." Sylvie frowned.

Kaz entered the room with an interested look on his face, "What're you all looking at?"

"This is turning into a sitcom," Haru smiled.

Sylvie looked up at Kazuo, "It's time sheets for the Damascenes."

"Why would a street gang have time sheets?" Kaz looked at the papers.

"Listen, I was like, twelve when I took over okay? I just wanted to be professional," Sylvie hid her face by looking down at the table.

"Well, yeah, it sure looks like it. Identification numbers and everything. It's actually well maintained," Kaz said as he flipped through the pages.

Sylvie smiled at Kaz, before turning to the others in pride.

"But she never organized anything. Or else it would be organized crime, not a street gang," Haru rolled her eyes.