CHAPTER III: Hunters
"Good Morning, Arima-senpai!" A pink haired woman in her early teens greeted the white haired stoic man who eyed the younger woman and he nod.
"Where's Ui?" Arima paused. His silver coloured hair darted inside the room but when he saw that the one he was searching is not present he stared back at the pink haired girl.
"Koori went to submit the reports that Chairman Washuu asked for but he might be on his way back. You should go inside and wait for him." She beckons for him to settle into one of the fanciful sofa inside the ridiculously huge office.
"I see" He sits comfortably across the younger hunter before pulling out a book from his pocket.
"Arima-san, are you busy?" The pretty hunter stood behind the now sitting hunter. "We should play Shiritori!"
"Hairu, leave Arima-san alone. He is learning human behaviors" He said upon his arrival.
"Aww but I want to play Koori—"
"Okay" Arima agreed to play. The two of them ignored Koori till one of them won. Hairu pouted because she lost again to the white reaper.
"Playing Shiritori again? Sounds fun" a newly arrived person said. He is leaning into the door, arms folded in front of his chest and a smile curves into his lips.
"What are you doing here, zannen Furuta?" Hairu whip her head towards the person. She narrowed her eyes as if suspicious of their intruder.
"Kijima was nowhere to be found, I thought I will ask Kishou-san if he ever saw my boss" The young man answered truthfully.
"He's with Special Class Aura" Koori answered in behalf of the white reaper. He eyed the man. As far as he can remember there is nothing special about him.
"Thank you" Nimura meekly answered.
"Furuta" The reaper said at last
"Yes?" He tilts his head
"Have you told Associate Special Class Kijima about the order that came from above?" Kishou turned around so he can look at the younger man
"I am still trying to find a way to tell him without offending my boss" He pulled himself away from where he is comfortably leaning.
"Very well. I will just tell him myself"
"You are not listening to me, Kishou-san!" He whined
"Furuta! There you are! I have a work for you!" someone called out
"Speak of the—" Nimura muttered under his breath yet he muster a perfect polite smile. "Yes boss!" He left in a hurry with the creepy-looking man
"Hairu, do you know him?" Ui asked his partner
"He's a sunlit garden graduate too but I don't like him. He is rude" Hairu looked annoyed and Nimura's name left a bitter taste inside her mouth.
"…" Ui had a hard time imagining the younger man as what Ihei is claiming him to be.