(Yurina's p.o.v)
I sat in the Death Room being slightly bored. There's almost nothing to do, especially when you're the personal assistant to the Grim Reaper. I sighed again for the millionth time and decided to take a book from my backpack and read it. I got through the first page before I realized that reading made it even more boring. I looked at my weapons and nearly face-palmed as I saw that they were sprawled across platform. I shrugged and then felt hands covering my eyes. I grunted and elbowed the person in the abdomen.
'oof'
The person let go of me and held his stomach. I turned and saw Spirit on the ground clutching at his stomach. Spirit was the current weapon of the Reaper. He was turned into a death weapon by his ex-wife. His daughter, Maka, is also a scythe meister. She doesn't like him too much because he was a play boy and cheated on her mother with a lot of women. No one has any sympathy for him for cheating on his wife, but some staff members do feel sorry for him. He does try to get her to like him, but Spirit's an idiot.
"What do you want Spirit?" I asked as I continued to stare at him.
He lifted his hand up and motioned for me to turn around. I raised an eyebrow at him and turned anyway and saw Lord Death in the mirror. I stood up and went to stand in front of the mirror.
"Is there anything that you need me to do sir?"
I watched as he tilted his head to the side and sighed. "You're always so formal Yurina, you need to relax a little~ but yes, there is something that I need you to do"
I stared at him as he bounced around in the mirror. I blinked and waited for him. He sighed and got to the point.
"Several miles away from Death City, there's a small village. Rumor has it that there have been disappearances and killings happening around the village, but there have been no witnesses. I was wondering if you could go and check it out. Make sure that it's not a kishin hanging around the village"
I blinked in surprise and nodded my head. "Yes sir, I'll wake these three up and then we'll get head out to the village"
He nodded and clapped his giant foam hands. "Excellent, I knew that I could count on you Yurina"
I nodded again and turned to wake my weapons up. They blinked and groaned when they saw the look that I had on my face.
"Get up you three, we have a mission to take care of"
They groaned and stretched and then stood up. We started walking out of the Death Room and into the hallway.
"Hey, hey are you gonna tell Kid that we're going on a mission?"
I sighed and shook my head as I continued walking. "No, he'll probably get in the way. Plus, we don't have that much information to go on with this mission"
My name is Yurina Kataoka. I'm 14-years-old and I'm a sixth year student at the DWMA, short for Death Weapon Meister Academy. I'm a multi-weapons meister. I currently wield three weapons. A scythe and two pistols. I serve as a personal assistant to the Grim Reaper and his son. It gets either really boring or really exciting. It becomes boring sitting in the Death Room doing nothing while waiting for something to happen. It becomes fun when I get sent on missions. I usually accompany Lord Death's son, Death the Kid or Kid, on a mission where he needs some form of help. The mission could go two ways, however, due to a...quirk of Kid.
Symmetry.
Once Kid sees symmetry, forget even trying to talk to him. He out of it, unless it turns out to be asymmetrical. Anyway, it's a job that one needs the right amount of sanity. I do share a secret that not even Lord Death knows about.
*In The Village*
I chased the monster around the village. I hopped onto the roof and cornered it. I jumped up into the air and brought my scythe down and slashed the monster in half. The monster screamed in agony and watched as it turned into a red-colored soul. I watched as the scythe I wielded turned back into a human. He grabbed the soul and put it into his mouth and chewed it before swallowing it. He burped before clapping his hands together.
"Thank you for the delicious meal, Yurina"
I smiled and chuckled at him. "You're very welcome"
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All three of my weapons...are Death Weapons.
