A certain raven haired miko was walking home along the dark sidewalk after a long day's work at the Tres Spades Hotel.
Kagome had promised to pack a bento for Souta and cheer him on at his soccer game early tomorrow morning. With the long day from work, the bags of groceries seemed heavier than usual.
Since, her neck was feeling stiff, Kagome rolled back her shoulders to assuage the pain. However, she groaned when she felt a crack in her neck. As the miko recalled her day, the she couldn't help but feel annoyed.
Of all days, why today?
Sakikko had called in sick, so the miko had taken up on all her duties for the day. While Kagome wouldn't have minded, there had been an IVC today; Meaning, the workload was double the usual. If that hadn't been enough, Erika had decided to dump more things onto her plate because she felt like it. The nerve of that bitch. Kagome shook her head. She had no idea what she had done to deserve the ire of the woman.
Suddenly, her eyes caught sight of a very familiar red tori gate. She sighed in relief and began planning tomorrow's bento.
Some onigiri and sausage octopi would be good. Maybe omelet rolls, if she was feeling extra nice-
"Move!"
"Outta the way, woman!"
Before the miko could react, she had been roughly pushed to the pavement and speeding past her were two rather bulky men in black suits.
"O-Oi!"
They kept running.
Too dumbstruck to continue, with wide eyes, Kagome watched the two figures fade into the distance.
She looked around her and groaned. Lo and behold, the groceries had left the confines of their plastic prison and were now on the ground. Furthermore, several eggs had escaped from its carton and were now lying cracked on the cement.
The miko squat to the floor, burying her face into her palms, and had a moment of silence for herself. Her luck was fucking amazing.