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Confederate: Unlikely Alliance
"And now you're just being childish."
——Two and a half years later. . .
"I said satin! Twenty rolls of satin!!" Nike banged her fist in her mahogany desk. The poor employee who had the worst luck of being on the receiving end of her irritation let out a small, frightened squeak.
"So?" She stared at her employee with wide eyes covered in silver contact lenses. "Mind telling me how can you fail to accomplish a simple order?!"
Her employee gulped under her sassily intimidating glare.
She gave a dramatic flick of her bangs from the short silver wig she was wearing.
Today, Nike is disguised as Victoria Kyrie, a rising fashion designer and one of her alter egos. Being a high profile Mafia member proved to be dangerous and utterly boring, so Nike had thought of creating different personas to hide her true identity and at the same time find something to pass time.
So far, her numerous disguises had proved to be entertainingly helpful, minus the stress, of course.
Realizing that her employee is probably incompetent in more ways than one, Nike readily dismissed her out of her sight.
She discreetly adjusted the silver wig in her head. "These things are always uncomfortable!" she muttered under her breath, already feeling hot and stuffy because of the wig. The contact lenses were also irritating her eyes, and the make-up she had on only furthered her discomfort.
No matter how frequent she had worn these disguises, she can never, NEVER, get used to it. These things always make her sensitive skin itch!
Once she had calmed down a bit, Nike gave instructions to her secretary about the failed order and forwarded a notice to the Human Resource to dismiss the employee earlier. She doesn't need people who are only good in fashion but incompetent in everything else.
Nike immediately looked up with a scowl when her office door opened. "I thought I said to not disturb me–!"
Her eyes widened for a fraction when she saw her secretary enter. Nike kept her guard up especially when she felt a somewhat sinister aura suddenly radiate from her secretary.
Her secretary isn't a Nen user, so Nike could only conclude that she's under the influence of someone else's Nen.
"Oh, Tsubaki. It's only you," she started, deciding to play innocent. "But when I told everyone to stay away from my office, that includes you! Are my orders too difficult to comprehend?!"
Tsubaki bobbed her head in apology. "I apologize, Miss Kyrie."
"Well, you should! Everyone is being too lax about their work! Such incapability!! Should I fire you to set an example?" she questioned in a well practiced irritated tone.
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