Leaving my old office, I walked outside and basked in the sun. Unimaginable how light I would feel just from leaving that hellhole I called my job. Man lauded itself as the wisest creature. Yet only man would willingly force themselves to go to a place that, not only made them miserable but also hard them in all aspects.
"We are just slaves to money and capitalism I guess."
Feeling my very being free of burden for the very first ti, I enjoyed the sights as I walked. Despite being reborn as a reaper who associated with death I now walked among the living. Mingling with them it was kind of frightening if you thought about it.
The reaper phone in my pocket suddenly started ringing, I checked, and the caller Id said Isthar. I picked up the call and found a wall to lean against.
"Good morning Lilly, how are you?"
[Oh my. Who are you and what have you done to my dear lover?]
"I am not your lover Lilly. Anyway, what can I do for you? I am in a pretty good mood so take advantage of it."
[I have noticed. How splendid. Dear, if you don't mind asking may I ask what placed you in such a pleasant mood?]
"I don't mind. And we are no strangers. I just ca from my office and handed in my resignation. I am now officially unemployed. I just felt light. Never noticed how much miserable I made myself by working there."
[Should I burn them to the ground? Just say the world and I will hunt even everything from the people, dogs to even the cockroaches.]
In her own twisted way, the Phantom of North Arica showed how much she valued . I found myself chucking and gave her my heartfelt thanks.
"Thank you dear, but that won't be necessary. I already made a ss and exposed a corruption scandal, so I am good. Speaking of which, going in there and dislocating a man's arm shouldn't be an issue right?"
[…]
"Lilly?"
[I am fine, I just find this side of you … Disarming. I noticed your harem called you terms of endearnt, so I joined in to tease you. I never expected being on the receiving end to be so — embarrassing.]
"Haha, I now have another one more of your weaknesses my dear. I can stop if you want to."
[Please don't. I am already intoxicated from hearing it. Regarding the incident at your office, I will handle it. All records of you there will be erased. You no longer need to worry about it.]
"Thank you, Lilly. I will try to be careful when addressing you. Anyway, what did you have to talk about dear?"
[Ah, I wanted to give you an update. Forgive but I won't be able to co back until Wednesday. A large number of reapers are trying to get into the battlefront and a lot of them have shady backgrounds. I am being asked to fill in due to the field agents helping out with the paperwork.]
"Hmm, is that so. The girls told that as well, it appears that at least three continents are looking for ."
[Where did you hear such information? Do you have a handler I don't know about?]
"I don't, the sources are the girls. According to them South Arica, Australia and Europe are digging up information about John Smith the Formless."
[How amazing, even without any support you already have allies from multiple continents. You don't have to worry about North Arica. My father is treating everything about you as top secret.]
Well, that was sothing I didn't expect. David Thomas, the lunatic that could punch nukes into existence was helping . I should tell him my thanks.
"Please tell him that I appreciate it. Oh! I wanted to ask what are sponsors and handlers? People keep telling or asking about them. Could you please teach dear. You are the only one I can ask."
[… that is unfair. If you keep being like this, I will race there just to step on you.]
Originally, I thought she was a masochist, then a pervert. It turned out she was just a confused sadist. Unfortunate for her I have been playing such gas with Bella already so I could tease circles around her.
"If you give what I want, I will even lick your toes and call you my queen."
[… do not temp further John Smith. Even since I got involved with you my head has been a ss. I am extrely close to being unable to resist.]
"Haha, I am kidding, anyway can you please answer dear?"
[Good grief you are a horrible incubus do you know that? Sigh… A sponsor is anyone who will fund your equipnt or intercede on your behalf in negotiations. This is in exchange for protection and favors in the future. A handler is a guardian of sorts.]
[Fledgling reapers who stand out too much tend to attract the wrong crowd. A handler is the wall that blocks such things as they would respond with force if their charges were hard.]
I see, so being sponsored was like a business transaction. On the other hand, the handlers would be like guardians who protect those under them. Both may seem the sa, but they had different implications.
"I see, thank you for the info, dear. It is sha you aren't here but know that I miss having you by my side. Won't you try to co back earlier? I will let do what you want with if you do," I teased.
[Wait for .] ca her emotionless reply.
A loud crash echoed in the phone's speaker, along with voices from multiple people all taking over each other. It sounded like absolute chaos.
[MISS BROWNING WAIT!! WAIT FOR US!! Shit! Why the hell is the princess going wild? I don't know! She was just on the phone, maybe she got critical intel?
AFTER HER! Where is she going? Soone, reign her in! Then you do it if you are so smart asshole!]
It seed my joke went overboard. How interesting. Similar to Bella and Jasmine, Lilly seed to be also adorable to tease. To prevent her from being seen in a bad light I dropped the call.
"Hmm. So, what do I do now? I have trained as much as I could and quit my job. My days from here on out would be used for matters concerning Hellsgate. According to the FAQ Reapers will be summoned at 8 PM. I still have over 9 hours to spare."
I decided to use the ti to sight see. There was sothing in wandering without a destination and goal in mind. For the first ti in a long while I felt free. Couples, families and busy looking professionals walked and dashed through the intersections.
From an outsiders point of view the area seed serene without any worries in the world. Yet behind each life were doubts, sadness and regret as well the potential to beco a reaper. How odd. The longer I looked the more I lost the values as I had as a human.
"Death is not the end but just the beginning. For a reaper there would be no better saying."
As I walked sothing fell on my shoulder with a soft plat. The foul stench of bird shit together with the disgusting splatter told all I needed to know. I scanned the sky and saw a flock of birds flying low overhead.
"This birdbrained fucker. {Draw} MK II. {Aim}"
I summoned the Ruger assassin gun and took aim of the bird with the wet anus. I think you called that a pigeon or sothing. The silent .22 Long Rifle would be enough to murder the little shit from distance. I raised the gun for everyone to see then squeezed the trigger.
A soft pluck resounded while the fat fuck fell from the sky. The rest of its friends didn't even notice its death. As the MK II hardly made a sound, the people would just think it was a toy. While so glared at , I just smiled, and they left alone.
"Sha, no one would even notice you are gone you piece of shit. {Sheathe}."
With my vengeance completed I then tried to wipe the bird shit off my shoulder. I took a good look at the clothes I wore. It was a worn-out brown suit with a white shirt and a striped tie.
Standard office worker clothes. I then tried to rember when was the last ti I bought new clothes for anything outside of work?
"Probably before Caroline and I got together?"
Right now, my suit was just the uniform I bought to at least look decent. As it was made from cheap materials it didn't look very good, nor did it fit perfectly, but it got the job done.
Currently even my pants were kind of loose, as I lost a lot of the weight. I was wearing pants from college. Naturally, fashion wise they looked like shit.
A uniform beca the identity of the occupation. And since I now beca a reaper, I should have a new one as well. My mind drifted back to the black trench coat of Roland Winchester and the white military uniforms of Lilly's unit. If I wanted to get respected, I needed to look the part at least.
I searched for n's suits on my cheap ass phone and got directed to n's Apparel Club. Upon entering I got greeted by two male tailors and one of them said sothing I didn't expect.
"May your fate end the darkness esteed one. Welco to our humble shop, how may we serve?"
Well. This shopping trip suddenly got way more interesting.
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