"There's a girl who has been seen by the dock closeby for the past few days." 艑gai Mori, Port Mafia leader, tells Chuuya with a eery smile. "She has an ability that is rare. I want to persuade her to join our team."
Chuuya leaned against the wall, a raised brow on his face as he crossed his arms over his chest nonchalantly. "Okay?" He asked almost instantly. "What does that have to do sith me?"
Mori shoots him a look, as if he's being clear about what he's saying. "I want you to persuade her without being obvious. We have to be discreet because we know barely anything about her. She could be with the Armed Detective Agency for all we know."
"Then why the hell are we even trying?" Chuuya asks with annoyance clear in his voice. He was close to yelling. "I'm not talking to some stupid girl without knowing anything. It's pointless."
Mori rolls his eyes at Chuuya's outburst. For being one of his strongest members, he constantly complained about his assignments.
"I'm not asking. I'm telling you to do this."
Chuuya grits his teeth, veins almost popping out of his forehead.
And that's when he found himself leaning against the wall, watching the ocean and smoking a cigarette. He waited for this girl he knew nothing about to show up. And when she did, he felt annoyance that he had to do this stupid mission.