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In matters relating to the world of the dead, there is an institution that judges the sins of the deceased, the Ministry of Hades. In the Summons Section of the Judgment Bureau, comprises a group supporting the ministry's operating functions by guiding the lost souls that wander the mortal world. They are also known as the Guardians of Death.
The Summons Section of the Judgment Bureau is a small section that has a job that has the potential, to destroy the entire world, if their missions fail. To increase the probability of success, the Guardians of Death work in pairs. This story is about one of the most famous pairs in the history of the Section, Tsuzuki Asato and Hisoka Kurosaki.
It was dark and the Guardians of Death were deep into slumber. Hisoka looked around the room from the couch in the middle of the room. His eyes fell upon the sleeping form of Tsuzuki and wondered how he could possibly sleep with his legs almost in a split while on his side. He decided that this was just another thing that does not make sense that makes Tsuzuki well, Tsuzuki. Hisoka then gazed at the clock that resided on the bedside table, it read "3:25" AM in large neon green numbers.
He swung his legs over the side of the couch, walked over to the dresser, and proceeded to look for some clothes. He picked out his yellow button up shirt and a pair of jeans and quickly swapped his pajamas with the normal clothes. Tsuzuki stirred a little then quickly turned over as Hisoka put his handgun in the holster on his belt.
RINGGG!! The phone in the room went off with a loud and annoying ring. Tsuzuki rolled over and quickly answered the phone sleepily.
"Hello?"
The man on the other line was clearly on a strict business like basis.
"Tsuzuki is Hisoka up?"
Tsuzuki lazily rubbed his eyes and found Hisoka standing by the dresser.
"Yes, Tatsumi, Hisoka is already up. What do you need at three o' clock in the morning?"
The man, now identified as Tatsumi, laughed slightly before continuing.
"I just got news from the Count; he wants you two to start investigating a case right away."
Tsuzuki groaned in disappointment, "Anyway, Tsuzuki, you, and Hisoka need to meet everyone in the break room in five minutes to be briefed on this case. By the way, I have bought some cinnamon rolls for everyone. Later, Tsuzuki."
It was the thought of sweets that caused Tsuzuki to get dressed and drag Hisoka down to the break room like a child on Christmas. He kicked the door so hard that it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Tsuzuki dropped Hisoka and ran to the table eagerly grabbing the plate of cinnamon rolls.
WHACK! Sadly, he was too slow and was hit with a giant paper fan by Tatsumi.
"Not until after the briefing, Tsuzuki. Then you can have one."
Tsuzuki rushed to his seat and sat with his hands folded on the table. Hisoka walked over to his seat on the right hand side of the table at the end. The Chief placed a cream file folder in front of Tsuzuki and slid another identical folder down to Hisoka. It was when Hisoka opened the folder that he noticed something was missing from the case file.
"Before you ask, there is no picture for the person that we are investigating. There are apparently three girls in the registry by the same name that died around the same time. These girls are all different and hard to find. We have gotten our hands on information that the popular model and pop star that has surfaced in the past month, may be related to this case. Her name apparently is Miriko Desent."
The Chief cleared his throat and continued, "Now for your mission, Hisoka, you are about the same age as Ms. Desent therefore you shall be a model and join her in a shoot."
Hisoka could not help but almost spit out his glass of juice in shock. Tsuzuki however continued to laugh uncontrollably. He laughed so hard that he fell backwards onto the floor.