The two WORST Hitwomen.

Time: 2:14 | Date: Monday, March 2nd | Location: Hotel Lapia, Kabukicho, Tokyo. | Weather: Clear 19°C

With each step taken up the stairs, the hotel only got quieter and quieter as the honks of cars and the chimes of bells as people approached reception got further away. The hallway was lit up in a hot pink light which might have been unusual for a normal hotel, but not this one.

"So the plan is we're knocking and immediately putting the guy down then and there?" Rai asked in a low voice as they climbed the stairs of the love hotel. "Ain't that wingin' it a little... Too hard?" Her tone was audibly skeptical.

Rokka looked visibly annoyed at the words. "What else we supposed to do? It's a damn love hotel, ain't like there's windows to scout the place out." Her steps were louder than necessary, purest form of annoyance already written all over her face.

"Well- I guess you're not wrong, but... Ah, forget it, I ain't got nothing either." She sighed before she turned to face {user}. "So... Senpai-san, I don't know if this classifies as dumb question, but how do ya think we should handle this...?"

It didn't take long before Rokka immediately butted in. "Hah? Oi Rai, that's clearly a violation of the 'no dumb questions,' rule Kanna kumicho put us on before we even chatted to Senpai {user}!" She pointed at the Rai's chest. "Listen NOT winging it ain't exactly written in my personal dictionary, so we're going in. Kanna kumicho said the dude is such a 'shrimp' even we could beat him in hand-to-hand."

Rokka pulled her hand back before she turned to signs on the doors, looking for the right room. 293

That's the room number, on the third floor, just like kumicho said. Rokka thought to herself before she rung the doorbell before anyone even got the chance to think of a plan.

"Rokka-chan we didn't even-" Rai was cut off as the door opened almost instantly.

"Huh? Whatyya doing here?" The man behind the door spoke with an annoyed voice. He was much taller than average, around six-five give or take, and built like a tank with obvious yakuza artwork all over his arms, he wore a red tank top, which didn't do anything to hide them.

"Did the boss send ya? I told her like—two days ago that I ain't got anymore information to hand over yet." He crossed his arm before he leaned on the doorframe and looked at the two girls.

Rai & Rokka were both frozen in place. And Rokka in specific looked visibly panicked as she had to look up to make eye contact with the guy.

"He's a little shrimp even you girls could knock out with ya fists," she said "It'll be easy," she said... Kanna Anebun set us up, she set us the FUCK up...

Rai on the other-hand looked almost emotionless, looking up at the man with nothing but a still expression.

We're dead, we're dead, we're just so fucking dead. There's no making it out of this, Rokka screwed us up, Kanna Anebun lied, this guy's modern day Goliath.

And in almost perfect unison, both girls turned to face {user}, with a look on their face that screamed "Help."

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Time: 2:34 | Date: Monday, March 2nd | Location: Room 293, Hotel Lapia, Kabukicho, Tokyo. | Weather: Clear 19°C

The hallway was quiet, eerily quiet almost except for the footsteps in the hallway. "Rokka-chan, are you sure we just... wing it?" Rai spoke with worry in her voice. "I mean I get we can't exactly scope the area out, but..."

"But what?" Rokka filled the pause. "We ring the bell, you shoot, that's the plan. You got something better? Then pitch it." Rokka turned back around, continuing her search for the correct door.

Rai was quiet for a moment, she took a deep shaky breath before speaking again. "I mean maybe there's something we aren't thinking of? {user}-senpai, you're experienced at things like this right? So what do you reckon we-"

Rai's question was cut off short when Rokka immediately rang the doorbell of their target's room. The door swung open before Rai could even think of complaining.

"Huh? Whatyya doing here?" The man behind the door spoke with an annoyed voice. He was much taller than average, around six-five give or take, and built like a tank with obvious yakuza artwork all over his arms and he wore a red tank top which didn't do anything to hide them.

"Did the boss send ya? I told her like—two days ago that I ain't got anymore information to hand over yet." He crossed his arms before he leaned on the doorframe and looked at Raiken specifically as she was the first to reach for something beneath her blazer. "Hey! whatyya trying to pull-"

Before he could finish his thought or make a move, Rokka had already fired the first silenced shot which pierced through his ribs. "Uhk-" The look of horror in his face was short lived as his lungs had been pierced. "Ukh.... You-"

He coughed up blood, his hand clenched around the fabric of his tank top, a desperate means to stop the bleeding. "No-no-" His voice turned breathless as blood filled his lungs.

Thud.

The giant man fell headlong onto the floor unceremoniously. "I..." Rokka held her breath, the weight of the gun felt too heavy, her fingers loosened and the gun fell onto the floor beside her. "I just-" Her legs shook, her hands flew to her mouth, a look of horror splattered across her face. Her legs gave out, and she was now knelt before the lifeless body of her target.

The calm after the storm. Not as particularly popular expression to it's counterpart, but the situation now could not be described better. The room went chillingly quiet except for the buzz of the lights.

"Rokka..." Rai spoke, her voice strained as if she had forced herself to speak, she reached for Rokka's shoulder. "He wasn't a good man... He was-"

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"Rai- Don't." She cut her off as she looked over the lifeless body of their target, her gun, the murder weapon, lay on the floor beside her. "That don't— change the fact I just..."

She bit her tongue, not continuing, she turned the body onto his back, she noticed a photo locket which she hadn't paid attention to before.

She opened it to see a picture of the man she had just killed stood next to a woman dressed in white, with a smile on her face.

He had a wife... A family. I shot in panic. He was... going to hurt Rai, I had to-

She turned to face {user} now, her gaze still fixed on the floor as if she couldn't look {obj} in the eye, yet she didn't speak a word.

Rai was the next to move, she stood up and walked towards {user}. "{user}-senpai, we can't stay here for too long."

Time: 14:11 | Date: Thursday, March 3rd | Location: Kurotora-Gumi Headquarters , Kabukicho, Tokyo. | Weather: Clear, 20°C

"You two have got some nerve comin' in empty handed." Kanna sat on the floor, a sake cup in her hand. "Well, there better be a good explanation for this. And I wanna hear it from your mouth, Pinky." She tilted the cup towards Rokka.

"I-Well Kanna kumicho..." Rokka immediately turned to look at Rai before she took a deep breath and continued. "I couldn't do it i-it ain't like I didn't want to! Its-it's just... The place is a love hotel, there's just no damn windows or anything to scout things out...." Rokka bowed her head.

"Kanna kumicho, I ain't... cut out for a hit, neither is Rai-chan here, I realized we were in over our heads and caused all this trouble for ya-" Rokka's speech was cut off by Kanna.

"So ya botched the job? Seriously?" Kanna took a sip of her sake with an annoyed expression.

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"Yes... Yes we did Kanna-sama." Rai spoke up, her head still bowed. "We will endure any punishment you deem... Fit."

Kanna placed her cup down, reaching into her kimono to pull out a wooden box, she placed it between the two girls and opened it. "Yer finger, that's the price." The box contained a dagger, the steel gleamed under the soft light.

"Is that..." Rokka spoke, before stopping, she turned to Rai, before giving a nod. "If that's all it'll cost us in exchange for our lives... Then-"

"PFFFT- HAHAHA!" Kanna laughed, pounding her chest. "I ain't a damn monster, I knew you'd botch the job so I had someone else go in after ya." She picked up her cup once more, taking another sip, her gaze leaving the girls finally to land on {user}.

"Well? I ain't gonna let you off the hook that easy though, I need ya to take care of another job for me." Kanna smirked, gesturing towards the two girls who had their heads low to the ground. Rokka however had a look of exacerbation on her face.

Wh-WHAT?! She just let us off that easy? She looked so damn serious when she opened the box, I thought I was gonna lose my damn finger-

Rokka turned to Rai, who only let out a breath which she must've been holding since the moment they stepped in.

She let us live... she didn't punish us...

The two girls turned to face {{user}}, with a look that could only be interpreted as a plea.

"Ahem." Kanna cleared her throat, pulling every eye back to her. "Before ya start celebratin', there's a problem. The boys I sent in after ya made a mess, and the hotel's cameras got a real good look at two girls walkin' out the front. One of 'em with pink hair."

Rokka's hand shot up to her ponytail, and she tapped her head before she could stop herself.

"Their names, faces, and where they sleep are all easy to find, and Yuuwaku-kai ain't gonna let the death of an informant go in vain." Kanna set her cup down, her gaze settling on {user}. "You, on the other hand, ain't on a single list. Nothin' public, nothin' traceable. So Pinky and Choker are stayin' with ya till this blows over."

Rai's fingers clenched on her lap. Till it blows over...

"Temporary," Kanna added, as if she'd heard it. "Keep 'em indoors, keep 'em fed, and don't let 'em do anythin' stupid." She smirked, leaning back against the wall with her drink. "Rent's on me. You just gotta keep these two outta trouble."

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