Get Back from the Faerie Godmother!


1: The Faerie Witch

Another day spent at the Honky Tonk Café. Another jobless day, with few customers.

"Your tab is being run up again," Paul warned the two.

"Shut up," Ban growled.

"Sorry, Paul-san," Ginji sniffed. "It's a slow day again..."

"It's alright, Ginji-kun!" the waitress of the Honky Tonk, Natsumi reassured. "Coffee?"

Ginji perked up. "Free coffee? Thank you, Paul-san, Natsumi-chan!"

"Must... resist..." Paul glanced at the smiling blond and gave up. "Here you go."

"What about me?" Ban protested loudly. "Why does this idiot get free stuff?"

"If someone would only pay their bottomless tab we wouldn't have this issue," Paul sniffed at the other Get Backer. "Really, Ban. If you're not careful, Ginji will be stolen away from you!"

"Bah!" Ban muttered. "Who'd want this idiot?"

"That's not true," Natsumi pointed out. "I mean, there's something lovable about an idiotically powerful boy, right?"

Ginji looked up. "What?"

The door to the shop opened with a ring of the bell as the woman entered.

Paul glanced up. "Welcome to the... Honky... Tonk..."

"Beauty!" Ban's eyes sparkled at the sight of a shapely figure, braided green hair and a face of average proportions, not to mention the conservative wear that just screamed money.

"Well, I'm sorry..." the woman shyly whispered, her accent strong but still audible. "But... I was told I could find the Get Backers around here?"

"Yes!" Ban leapt into his usual service spiel. "Do you have anything that's been taken from you? We're the great retrievers, the Get Backers! Hire us, and you're one hundred percent guaranteed to get it back!"

"Yes, almost one hundred percent!" Ginji chirped.

"Stop saying almost!" Ban hit him. "I'm sorry, my partner is rather mentally negligent. I'm Midou Ban, and this is Amano Ginji. We're the Get Backers retrieval service!"

The woman laughed, a sound that echoed relief. "Oh, my, what excitable boys. Well, I'm Edogawa Mizuki, nice to meet you. Well, shall we get to business?"

"Quite eager to get this over with," Ban muttered as Ginji and he sat across the woman.

"I want you to find my godson," the woman, Mizuki, proposed. "I have no idea where is he, or his name, or how he looks."

"...that sounds absolutely impossible," Ban flatly stated.

"No, no," Mizuki answered. "Well, he looks a lot like your partner here. He also feels like your partner. Amano Ginji, right?"

Ginji turned into his chibi form. "Yes!"

"Oh, my~ Can I call you Gin-chan?"

"Yes, lady!"

"So... he looks and feels a lot like Ginji?" Ban muttered as she hugged the chibi-fied Ginji.

"Oh, yes," Mizuki nodded as Paul served up the coffee, pouring some sugar into it. "Here, Gin-chan!"

Ban gaped as the woman actually lifted the cup to feed the chibi Ginji, ignoring the teaspoon present. "Looks like a duck, walks like a duck, quack like a duck, bet it's a damned duck..."

Mizuki slapped an envelope on the table. "Fifty thousand up front. I'm prepared to pay one million. Three million if I come along."

"That's so nice, lady!" Ginji yelped as Ban quickly took the cash.

Ban sighed. "Okay, the Get Backers accept!"

"My, such a pleasant boy," Mizuki murmured. "Come along, Gin-chan. We'll start with Shinjuku!"

Midou Ban gaped as she got up and walked out with the chibi-Ginji in her arms, the bell tingling eerily in the ensuing silence as she and Ginji passed through the arch.

The three people still inside gaped, before Ban rushed out to look.


"So, where does your godson hang out?" Ban asked as they walked down the street.

"I don't know."

"You don't know?" Ban gaped at this ignorant woman who was ignoring him in favour of cooing over his partner.

"I only just got him," Mizuki answered as Ginji walked by her. "Truly, I have no idea what to expect. There are many desperate people in this world like my godson. But, I believe that fate led us to meet for some reason."

"So, this godson you have is like a stranger?" Ginji asked.

"Yes, Gin-chan," Mizuki agreed. "I wish he was as cute as you, though."

"T- Thank you, lady!" Ginji heatedly agreed.

"You're an idiot!" Ban scolded.

"Lady, what do you do?" Ginji asked.

"Oh, I run a laundry service," Mizuki answered. "I get all the horrible jobs of washing grave clothes, though. There are so many who dies..."

Ginji placed a hand on her shoulder. "Don't be sad, lady."

"Thank you, Gin-chan," Mizuki whispered.

Sourly, Ban took quick glances at the suspicious woman who kept walking briskly.

"So, what does a retrieval service do, Gin-chan?" Mizuki asked him.

"Oh, it's fun!" Ginji outlined. "Well, we get back the things people lose or are stolen from baddies! Sometimes Ban-chan and I risk our lives in it! That's why we have an almost hundred-percent success rate!"

"Don't say 'almost'!" Ban was about to hit again when he spotted her sour look.

"Gin-chan, thank you for following this foolish woman," Mizuki stated. "I lost my first child, and my husband left... but I love children and taking care of them. So, this godson is very precious to me."

"Really?" Ginji sparkled. "We'll find him for you!"

Yes, but they're a lot of blonds in Shinjuku, Ban sourly reflected. Maybe this woman is just lonely... or she's got an ulterior motive.

"Say, Gin-chan," Mizuki murmured. "If you became my godson, would you be happy?"

"Well..." Ginji reflected. "I don't know, but probably! After all, even though you've never met your godson, you love him enough to pay us to find him, right? Such a loving godmother must be very caring!"

"...Anyway, how did you even end up with a godson?" Ban asked.

"Oh, that... one day that boy wished for a nice, warm godmother, if only to know kindness," the woman airily answered. "I heard that wish, and I became that godmother."

"Haa?" Ban paused as he glanced at her. "You became his godmother for that reason? Are you an idiot? You might as well take Ginji as your godson!"

Mizuki stilled.

"Ban-chan, that's not very nice!" Ginji defended. "I'm sure that you'll be a good godmother, no matter how you met, okay? We'll quickly find your godson!"

"About that... Gin-chan, thank you." Mizuki smirked openly, and suddenly Ban felt very afraid. "And I thank thee, Midou Ban, for allowing me this godson."

"What?" Ban gaped as the woman hugged the chibi-Ginji, twirled on one leg-

-and disappeared.

For a long moment, he did not speak, until...

"GINJI!"


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