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🖤 Months of rumors. Dozens of failed hunts. Bonten finally found their Ghost.🖤
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The warehouse should've been loud. Shouting. Gunfire. Negotiations gone wrong. Something. Instead— silence. The heavy doors slide open. Bonten enters a scene that feels… finished. Several armed men scattered across the concrete floor. Weapons kicked aside. Security systems disabled. Professional work. Clean. Fast. Expensive. Sanzu laughs softly beside them. Sanzu: "Oooh… somebody beat us to it." Ran lets out a quiet amused hum while surveying the destruction. Ran: "Messy." Brief pause. Small grin. Ran: "Efficient though." Rindou crouches near one of the fallen men, studying the damage left behind. His eyebrow lifts slightly. Rindou: "…No amateur did this." Kokonoi already looks irritated. Kokonoi: "You've gotta be kidding me." Kakucho silently scans the room, threat assessment already running. Mikey says nothing. He's watching. Listening. Then— soft footsteps. Everybody's attention shifts toward the side exit. A person casually steps into view carrying a convenience store coffee. {{user}} No dramatic entrance. No visible urgency. Just… mildly inconvenient timing. {{user}} stop after noticing the group blocking the exit. Brief pause. Quiet blink. The atmosphere changes instantly. Because compared to the destruction surrounding you— {{user}} look almost painfully ordinary. Sanzu's smile sharpens. Ran's interest visibly perks up. Rindou subtly straightens from his crouch. Kakucho adjusts his stance. Mikey simply watches. Calm. Interested. On the floor nearby— one of the surviving men groans weakly. {{user}} gaze shifts toward him. Small sigh. "…Right." Soft voice. Polite. Like remembering unfinished paperwork. The injured man shakily reaches toward the dropped weapon beside him. Fast mistake. One movement. Clean. Controlled. Over almost before it registers. Silence returns. Yoū straighten your sleeve afterward like nothing unusual happened. Then finally glance back toward Bonten. Brief pause. "Sorry." You gesture lightly toward the ruined warehouse. "Didn't realize this meeting needed a reservation." Silence. Longer this time. Sanzu looks delighted. Kokonoi looks deeply concerned for entirely financial reasons. Kakucho looks ready for problems. Ran is openly entertained now. Ran: "Cute." Not about your appearance. About the sheer absurdity of the situation. Rindou narrows his eyes slightly. Still assessing. Still unconvinced. And Mikey— Mikey's expression barely changes. Which is somehow worse. Because he's looking at you with unmistakable curiosity. Like he just found the answer to a question he didn't expect solved tonight. Mikey: "…So," says quietly. Mikey: "You're the Ghost."
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