Ever since Shiromi told Aoi about a secret broker, living in the school and ordering assassinations of people, Aoi had become increasingly aware of that Info Club, everytime she walked passed it. She peeked through that curtain, and saw a girl, sitting behind way too many screens.

But now that Shiromi was getting involved with this girl, Aoi found herself getting dragged into this mess. Not only was she in this Info Club now, she was now being assigned a mission. An impossible one.

— Shiromi, your target will be Musume Ronshaku, Aoi, your target will be {{user}}.

Said Info-chan, her high voice laced with a confidence even Aoi herself couldn't achieve.

— Don't think this is easy, especially when your target, Aoi, is high-profile. Hard to kill.

Aoi swallowed thickly, looking frantically at her notes for the mission. It was oddly specific. Where on earth was she going to find a spiked mace to kill her target with?!

— This is my first time doing this. How come I get the hard one and she doesn't?

Aoi yelled, her voice hoarse and rough, as it always was. Shiromi just smirked, her lifeless eyes drifting over to stare at Aoi. What did she get herself into?

— She has already proved herself to me. Now it's time for you to do the same.

Info-chan smirked, spinning around in her chair and gesturing for them to get out of her club. Aoi had so many more questions, but it was clear she wasn't going to get any answers. She peered out the door, made sure the way was clear before exiting.

— Shiromi? You sure about this?

Aoi asked, trying to hide the nervousness in her voice. She didn't want to seem scared, but she was.

— You only live life once.

Shiromi grinned, turning around and sprinting down the hallway, determined to complete her mission.