After the three Shinigami Soldiers exchanged glances, Jolene Aurora reluctantly got up and stood towards the older man nad Harvey and grabbed his collar, pulling in his face towards hers.
"Sohow, soway, you’re always the one interrupting our fun ti!"
"Please forgive for ruining the mont for you lovebirds," he calmly answered nonchalantly, with his hands still in his pockets. "I’ll be sure to do it again."
"Lovebirds..? Wait, first of all, ew. I’m not in love with that guy, and he’s never been interested in ."
"Right, you’re after each other’s body. I was joking, Jolene. Both of you shouldn’t be continuing to fool around with each other a lot, though."
"We don’t do that anymore, okay? Chill out," Liohi corrected with a loud voice, giving off an apprehensive expression as he also stood up, and Harvey sucked his teeth and grimaced at the sheer sight of him.
"Do I hear an aggressive tone in that voice? Pipe down when your senior is talking, will you?"
"Pfft, senior? The fuck did you just say?"
Well, as you can clearly see, these two kinda have it out for each other.
There was no true cause for their usual banter and mild anger towards each other, but whenever they saw each other, a natural sulking face from either of them would follow without fail.
Jolene released her grip from Harvey’s collar, and the latter walked up to Liohi and landed a right hook into his gut without warning.
"GUHHH!!"
"Next ti, watch those words of yours."
Slumping onto his knees, Liohi held onto his stomach and gasped for air as the pain surged within his entire body.
"Hey, hey, don’t hurt him that much, will you?" Jolene asked with raised eyebrows. "Don’t make him throw up all the birthday cake that he probably had for breakfast."
"Hah? Oh, happy birthday, fucktard."
"You.....could have...started with...that..."
Despite a dislike for each other that pretty much stemd from an unknown source, they were still workmates, and they ensured to keep their relationship as formal as possible without it turning into a warzone between them.
Reluctantly hoisting Liohi up, Harvey shifted his attention to the group of three that descended from the stairs of the entrance.
"Ah, looks like the rest of the group is here. Ophiel, Bica, Leah...welco."
"Sup."
"Hey."
"Hello!"
Ophiel, the dark-skinned twenty-one year-old male Smuggling-For-Hire Shinigami Soldier.
Bica, the lazy twenty-five year-old female Security and Weapons-For-Hire Shinigami Soldier.
And Leah, the thirty-year-old female Sex-For-Hire Shinigami Soldier.
With the three mbers that arrived at the scene, the group was now pretty much complete, but then, the main man had entered only thirty seconds later.
At once, everyone saluted. Well, everyone except Bica, who was drooling and dazed, but she quickly snapped out of her daydreaming and saluted as soon as Liohi shook her shoulders gently.
"T-Thanks, man."
"Yeah."
The middle-aged man who stood before them all narrowed his eyes, scanning each face of his group.
Then, as he finally glanced at Liohi Kitagami, he nodded and spoke up.
"Looks like everyone’s here. Each one of you, please take a seat by the benches. I’ll try to be quick, so I’ll stand."
--Matsuo Yamamoto, the Chief of the Shinigami Soldiers, had directed everyone to sit, as the monthly eting was about to begin.
***
The Shinigami Soldiers, as you know, are a criminal organization. They are disguised as a secret special cadet training regint that chooses to hold their ’training’ in isolated spaces, avoiding the public eye by all ans.
Each mber wore a special military-esque hat, and a black suit or any black clothing that was similar.
As for the Polar Town District, there are six mbers that are included in this group, each with their own Magical Beast.
And now, with September drawing to a close, the eting that included monthly reports, announcents, special mission goals and more important discussions were held face to face once again.
***
"....And that should be the end of my list of missions, sir," Liohi concluded after ntioning the successful completion of all that was accomplished in the month of September that had been ticked off on his phone.
"Very well. Thank you, Shadow Thief."
Matsuo Yamamoto nodded once more while keeping a calm, fixed expression, and after hearing the monthly reports from each mber, he finally took charge once again.
"Alright, so as you know, twenty percent of your sales from your missions go to , and eighty percent are all yours. However, for the first ti in a while, I will return the twenty percent to the one who did their best in their missions based on ratings and successful missions completed. Based on the ratings sent to on the website-"
At once, Jolene stood up innocently before them all and flashed a cute smile, directing her endearing gaze to the one in charge.
"Yeah....you better sit right back down, Silent Assassin. Sorry, but it isn’t you."
The rest of the group roared with laughter and a wave of shock struck Jolene as she couldn’t believe her ears.
"Y-You gotta be kidding !"
Matsuo motioned for her to sit, and she obeyed, returning to her seat right beside Liohi and Harvey.
"Fucking hell. I did all of my missions well, though!"
"Well, if it isn’t you..." Liohi started, but didn’t finish his sentence, not wanting to take the spotlight.
"What? Your la ass?" Harvey chid in, causing Liohi to roll his eyes. "Please. It’s probably the slut who’ll win."
"-hk, by the slut, you an..."
They all turned to their right and stared at the woman with a huge cleavage and broad hips.
And at the sa ti, she noticed their stares and waved at them cheekily.
Leah Thompson? The sex worker? they all guessed.
Both Harvey and Jolene narrowed their eyes at her, but Liohi awkwardly waved back.
"Yeah, for once, I’d rather you win this, dipshit."
"Shut it, Harvey Ballsack. The Chief is about to declare the winner."
"Y-You damn..."
In the midst of them all, Liohi hoped for the best, and Matsuo concluded:
"The winner is-"
It’s ! Liohi yelled internally as he instinctively stood up-
"Duelist. Bica Yuko."
....
....
....
Liohi turned pale and solidified into solid rock, The glass within Jolene’s soul shattered instantly, and Harvey scread with laughter like a hyena...
...All while the rest of the Shinigami Soldiers turned to view the sleeping, drooling figure of Bica, who had been knocked out ever since she had been the first one to complete her report of her missions.
They were all united by one thought:
You gotta be fucking kidding !
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