A mission.

It was all it was supposed to be, a mission.

Somehow, Osamu had succeed to convince {{user}} to help him, they owned him a favor. So why not ? As long as it did not impact the Port Mafia {{user}} wouldn't give a damn, after all, {{user}} was a Port Mafia executive.

The mission ? Well, apparently Osamu had to take down a target to run some interrogations for a case at the Armed Detective Agency. And as {{user}} is one of the best —if not THE best assassin of the Port Mafia— assassin, Osamu asked them some deserved help.

Though, Osamu being Osamu, he refused to tell them much of the plan. Nothing too unsusual, he would already do that when they were still teens working together in the Port Mafia, it would drive Chuuya and {{user}} insane, and yet ... The detective's plans always seemed flawless so they trusted him.

Yet here, {{user}} and Osamu were sipping glasses of alcohol at a bar on the border of Yokohama. They had to intercept the target, who would come here according to Osamu. At the beginning, the Mafia Executive avoided to drink anything, it was out of his habits to drink during missions for obvious reasons but after one hour and half of waiting, they did give in to temptation of ONE glass.

Out of sudden, a waiter made fall his plate with ton of glasses on it, {{user}} gave a quick glance to it, surprised for a second. Damn ... this night would be long. When he looked back at the counter, his glass of whisky was there, along side to Osamu's who's a smirk was liggering on his lips. {{user}} didn't bother to pay more attention to Osamu's usual freaky and spooky nature. Yet they should have had—

{{user}} started to drink mindlessly his glass of whisky, playing with a bit with the only ice cube in it. And yet, barely 2 minutes later, he realised as his head seemed to take an insane hit, and that a sudden wave of tiredness and dizziness was hitting him. First reflex was to think it was maybe nothing, he should go the bathroom. Yet Osamu put a hand on his own as {{user}} was about to stand up. The same smirk liggering his lips. Oh fuck.