Even when he shut his eyes in the silent of night, the sparkling golden orbs and hearty laughter never leave his mind. Even if years had passed since then, it still there, never leaving. And never once did Gakushu intended to let it go.
AN: In this fic, for his workers and others expect a select others, Karma an airhead, precious cinnamon roll café owner and had no relation with the mafia.
The shrill of the alarm woke Gakushu from his slumber. He groaned in annoyance, but his hand reached out to shut the alarm off. Laying on the bed for a few seconds, he then reluctantly lift himself off the bed.
It was seven thirty in the morning, and the sun had peeked through the curtain. Gakushu grabbed his towel from a chair and walk into the bathroom. After taking a nice cold shower, he no longer felt the sleepiness. Walking into the kitchen, he proceeded to start making breakfast.
A half an hour later, Gakushu walked out of his apartment to the garage under the apartment complex. The 26 years old male then rode his bike to the Police Department.
Despite his young ages, Gakushu is a detective, a successful one too. He started working when he was 20, but his real detective career had started way back. Due to his brain, he graduated early and because certain reasons he did not need to enter the Police Academy, but he did entered as he wanted to prepare himself into the world of law enforcement.
Arriving at the Police Department, he parked his car. After making a rain check on himself and tidying up his slightly messy hair, he get out of the car and walked towards the building. In the same time his mind wondered why his father didn't call him yet. Usually that old man would call him and lecture him in something. And in cue, his phone ringed.
He answered the phone, thinking that the caller is his father.
"What do you want, old man." He answered harshly.
"…E…eto….Asano-san…." The caller answered timidly.
Wait a minute, that voice is too timid and soft to be his father. But if it wasn't his father, who is it?
"Excuse me, I mistook you with someone else. May I know who I'm talking to?"
"A…ahh, it is me, Nagisa."
Ah so it just Nagisa, his teammate.
"Oh it is you. I'm sorry. I mixed you with someone else."
"Nah it fine. Where are you currently, Asano-kun?"
"In front of the PD."
"Ahh, well, about that….."
"?"
Kenangan Cafe
A tall, pretty male walked out of the kitchen with a large plate of Black Forest cake.
It was 7:30 a.m. and in about thirty minutes, the café would be swarmed with people, and he need to be ready for that, or faced the risk of facing an angry crowd of people in rush hour. Then, he carefully placed the cake in the glass case.
Then, he walked into the kitchen again and came back with a large basket of blueberry muffin.
His golden eyes swiped through the café. The tables are clean, the floor is literally shining, the plants are watered, the window/ sort of glass wall is shining, and the glass case is completely untainted.
And the coffee is done.
The café is now engulfed with the scent of coffee and baked goods. With a smirk, he grabbed a blueberry muffin from the basket and munched it. Yummy.
Now time to find out what the heck took that-pathetic-excuse-of-human-being-namely-Terasaka-Ryoma so long to bring out that scone.
Asano Gakushu let out a sigh.
An hour ago, he was summoned abruptly by the HQ. Apparently, he and his team is assigned to investigate a matter regarding an illegal underground group. Well, you see, their town, are different from other places. Firstly, their town basically ran by the people themselves and not the goverments. And the second matter, half of their population is made up of well, mafiaso.
This is due to the fact that the place is used as retirement place for the mafiaso. So they basically governed it. But the thing is there is no war in that place. Yeah, weird right?
The governers are consists of elder, wise mafiaso that are tired of seeing bloodshed and wars and illness. In order to achieve their 'dream', they took over the town in peace and ruled it in peace. Meanwhile, the original non-mafia townspeople are totally chill with it. For them, as long as there is peace, they get along with it.
And in order to ensure continuous peace, a Police Team is created. The group then enlarges till what it had become nowadays. With the majority of the members related one way or another to the Mafia, they pretty much succeed in keeping peace.
"Eto, Inspector Asano, what should we do about the assignments?" asked his right hand man, Sakakibara Ren.
"….assemble the team."
"Yes, sir"
Asano eyed the people in the meeting room. The people gathered are his team.
Sitting on his right is Sakakibara Ren.
As he glanced at Ren, his personal data ran through Asano's brain.
Sakakibara Ren
26
Status: Police
Son of a Mafiaso and a civilian
Specialty: Seduction
Higher than average IQ
Guns
No special remark.
Then on his left is Shiota Nagisa.
Shiota Nagisa
26
Status: Police
Ex-assassin
Adopted by Lovre
Specialty: Seduction
Average IQ
Assassination
Knives handling expert
Cute but dangerous.
Next is Isogai Yuuma
Isogai Yuuma
27
Status: Police
Full civilian (father unknown)
Specialty: Convincing
Knife specialist
Higher than average IQ
Poor. Too poor it nearly illegal. Working various part time jobs.
A small explosion caught his attention. Apparently the team bombing specialist had brought one of it failed experiment and currently looking for the mistake with their chemist specialist, Okuda Manami. He sighed.
"Takebayashi-kun, please refrain from bringing explosive materials inside enclosed space. It too dangerous and instead of supporting him, as his lover you should refrain him of doing so Okuda."
"Ahh, Gomen, Captain." Both of them apologized at the same time, while sitting on their respective seats.
Personal information ran through his mind for a while and as usual there are nothing special, just that both of them have relatively high intellect and respectively specialized in bomb and chemistry.
"Ahahaha, Captain, you need to relax for a bit~" said a voice.
"Yeah, or you gonna get all wrinkly when you turned old, Mr. Boss~" another, female voice joined in.
Sugino Tomohito
26
Status: Police
Professional baseball player
Full cilivian
Specialty: Information gathering
Close combat
Passable IQ
Ridiculously strong arm
Delusional for thinking he had a chance with the town's primadona. (But his genuine feeling are respected.)
Nakamura Rio
26
Status: Police
Mafioso
Strategy commander
Specialty: Combat
Creating strategy
Damn she smart, finally, somebody with actual brain!
Blackmailing
Tend to joke around. Look like she could kill you and she actually could kill you.
"Hnn….."
"Sorry for the lateness, minna-san!"
"Emm, I'm sorry too. I tried to control the traffic to get you here faster. But look like it didn't have much effect after all."
"Hello to you too, Hayami. It fine, but try to be punctual next time Yada. Do not hack into the traffic system Ritsu, you have no authority."
Yada the spy smiled sheepishly. Hayami the sniper made a beeline to her seat. Ritsu the AI just smiled but there is data running in her eyes.
Asano scanned her eyes through his team.
"Now that all are here. We should start our meeting."
The Blue Parrot
A group of illegal researchers rumored to performing illegal experiments to children. They are reported to kidnap children all around the world and experimented on them in order to create superhuman army. (Which totally failed.) Lately, they are getting more and more active. The thing about them is it is nearly impossible to trace them. They are classified as Dangers Class A. We are ordered to exterminate them.
After finish briefing the mission to his team, Gakushu realized that expect Sakakibara, all of his team members' face had fallen and turned grim and dark, as if they are reminding some terrible, horrible memory of the past.
"…are you clear?"
That question seemed to bring his team members to reality as they answered him while trying to cover up their façade.
"Good then. You all know what to do. Ritsu, try to find more information. Yada, Hayami assist her. Manami, this is a file and a sample found in an abandoned laboratory of Blue Parrot. Analyze it. Help her Takebayashi. Sugino, Nagisa, Sakakibara, go to this respective area and questions the locals and the underground society. Nakamura, Isogai you are going with me to the abandoned laboratory. Move on now."
"Sir, yes sir!"
Kenangan Café
"Hey Terasaka, where are the scone?" Karma asked. A sweet, air-head smile etched on his face.
"Waa! Shit! Sorry boss!"apologized Terasaka. A tray of burned scones on the table. Karma inwardly cringed at the coal like scones. He then grabbed one of the scones and examined it in awe because this is the first time he had seen a scone harder than, probably, diamond. He sweat dropped when the scone made a 'thunk' sound when it hit the kitchen cabinet.
"It is nothing surprising that the scone turned out that way, after all it you fault for assigning a stupid gorilla-baboon hybrid with that task, Boss." came a semi-apathy voice from the café's technician Itona.
"Oi shut yer trap, Itona!"
"It not like I could help it, Itona. The others haven't showed up yet. So I had no choice. But really, Terasaka? You only had to take it out when the timer went off, and you failed? Why do I even hire you in the first place." Karma words are filled with disappointment.
Terasaka cringed but saved from immense guilt when the café's door is opened and a few people came in.
The people are Chiba the barista, Yukiko the waitress, Kayano the baker and Maehara the waiter.
"Gomennasai Karma-kun! We are late!"
"All of you should get ready now, explain later." Karma smiled with his air head demeanor.
"H…hai, Boss!" said the four before rushing to change their outfit.
It is now 2 minutes before the café opening hours and no time for explanations. Because really, what matte is they came and that is undoubtedly good enough for Karma. And now to deal with the scones.
"Terasaka, keep it at the scones. It could be useful someday, somehow. Hara, Muramatsu is off today, so you are doing extra today. Terasaka, help Hara. Itona, took care of the counter."
"Yes boss!"
As the doorbell ringed, the owner walked to the counter with a smile, his long red hair tied into a high ponytail, swished elegantly.
"Welcome to Kenagan Café! May I help you?"
"Look like it gonna be a long day ahead."
In the changing room
Since the room is divided with thin wooden wall, both sides could communicate easily.
"Hey Kayano, you secured that guy tight enough?" asked Maehara.
"Hey, don't look down on me, okay!" replied Kayano angrily.
"Hee, gomen gomen…"
"What with that tone aaaa!"
"Calm down, Kayano. Maehara just needed confirmation." Kanzaki attempted to calm Kayano down, and succeeded.
"Well, if you say so….. Yeah, I do. Don't worry about it." Kayano mumbled while fixing her hair in front of the mirror.
"Good job Kayano!" said Maehara.
"Of course she would took care of it. After all, no one," said Chiba as he tied his apron around his waist.
"absolutely no one should target our angel." He finished, closing his locker with a bang in the same time. A dark look on his face along with others.
Yeah! Finally. My longest chapter so far.
Due to some confusion, Karma in this is an air head cinnamon roll and a bit sadistic but mostly innocent. Yes the town is full of retired Mafia, so no Famiglia. The workers have their reasons to protect Karma. Karma is genderfluid and has sexy long hair and androgynous features, because why not.
And most importantly, expect KARUSHUU! Long live KARUSHUU!
By the way, this so far has no title, any recomandation?
