"Why would you form an alliance with them if you want them dead?"

"Because I want to leave some extra successes before I become triple star Hunter. And killing the Camorra would be something."

"I refuse." She said.

Pariston looked surprised, as he was sure that she'd agree. "Why?"

"Because I don't like you." She said. "I only killed Sarah because she was annoying me with her chattering. Nothing else."

"Aren't you afraid of me exposing your secrets thus killing you?"

"Do I look like someone who'd be scared of being exposed of their secrets? Don't be ridiculous; and now I can expose your secret too. You wanna betray the Camorra Mafia."

"You wouldn't tell."

"Yeah, I won't." She shrugged. "But now we both hold each other's secret. Guess that we wouldn't bother each other anymore. Thanks for the date."

"No problem."

With a smirk Mizutsuki walked pass him and returned into the hotel room.

Pariston stayed outside, a rather amused look on his face. "What an interesting girl…" He mused. "She'd be indeed fun to play with." He knew so far that someone had hired her to kill in this party, from his Hunter information network. But he didn't know who, why, and how many people she was hired to kill. But being able to kill someone inside the same Mafia and at a war council, her payment must be an considerable amount of money. Either that or her loyalty had already turned…

He thought for a second. She had used 'them' to refer to the Camorra, her loyalty did already turned somewhere else... Only he didn't know who. Leaving successes may be important, but to him, enjoying himself and having fun was even more important.

"Well, well," He stretched. Let's forget the Camorra Mafia. He thought. Mizutsuki Shimo is a much more entertaining doll to play with. And it might be fun to learn who had convinced her to do this and change her loyalty. This party is too boring, let's go somewhere else with more entertaining stuff… He exited out of the building and walked onto the streets, only looking back once and it was wondering what Mizutsuki was planning to do. He held up his phone and dialed a number. Within a few seconds the other side picked it up.

"Hey, it's me, Pariston. Can you do me a favor? Thanks."

Mizutsuki returned indoors and locked herself in a washroom. She took a deep breath in front of the mirror, scanned the reflection of herself closely, and then let out the deep breath. Pariston Hill… She thought darkly; her killing aura reeked out and her eyes became dark. I'mma kill you… She did not know that Pariston had already left the party silently .

The only one she was loyal to was Danchou, and Danchou had assigned this as a single mission. She would not allow this to become some stupid cooperation with another cheerful annoying blonde who doesn't know how to speak properly with manners and not rude.

The party had been running for three hours, there were two hours left. She decided to have dessert first; in other words, she was going to kill the strong ones first.

The strong ones did not include the six people that came to this party to assist in the war by forming an alliance. From what she had observed, most of their abilities are normal leveled. Silver at most; apart from Pariston, who was without a doubt Crystal-leveled. The strong ones were their guards – they had brought their strongest fighters to act as body guards. Perhaps Gold they were?

"Umm, Mrs. Cho?" She approached the Butterfly madam. "May I have a word with you? I want to apologize formally for my rude comments."

"Well, it's nice to see that you actually still have some manners." The woman said. "Very well, I'll listen to your apologize, but don't expect me to forgive you."

"That is fine…" She breathed and led the woman and her two bodyguards away from the party room and into a small, simple hotel room. Mizutsuki motioned for them to enter first and held open the door for them. The woman (Or in the Mizutsuki-language, the bitch) held her chin up high and walked in. Her two guards followed, regarding Mizutsuki carefully. Who replied them with a sunny smile.

"Alright, I'm here, now say your apology." The woman sat down in the chair.

Mizutsuki smiled sweetly and didn't utter a single word. If either of them used Gyo they'd realize her intention to kill immediately.

"Huh? Why aren't you speaking?"

She didn't answer and continued to smile with her hands folded behind her back. It wasn't until the split second that she let out her killing aura that the woman's two bodyguards noticed. The lunged towards her but Mizutsuki had already changed her hand into claws and coated it thick with her acidic aura. She sliced off one of the guard's head easily and kicked the other in the stomach before ripping off his ears.

The buff man screamed in agony and grabbed at his now nonexistent ears. "AHH! MY EARS!" He screamed.

"Your guard is full of gaps you know." Mizutsuki punched towards his right chest and he raised his arm to guard. But instead of actually punching his chest, she locked her arms around his neck and arm while she kicked back her right leg, making the bulking man fall with ease. Her style of martial arts did not focus on throwing over opponents with strength. It focused on how to defeat opponents by throwing over their balance. This way of martial arts even worked on Phinks, there's no way it wouldn't work on a mere bodyguard. She then drove her hand into the man's left chest and dug out his heart. It beated two more times in her hands before it stopped working completely.

"Ahh, they're so weak." She complained and turned her gaze to the petrified woman.

"How… two of my best men…"

"If your best is only at this level, then there'd be no point in you forming an alliance with the Camorra. In fact, you'd be a burden for them." She grabbed the woman's face, her aura slowly gathering on her palm and transmuting into acid. "Go to hell, bitch."

Using the same method, she killed the four other important guests as well along with the Camorra leader. It was fun killing him, she had to admit; the look of despair and disbelief on his face was just plain fantastic. It almost got her excited, like in the sexual way. She loved the looks of despair on people's faces as she killed them. However, she could not find Pariston. When she finally gave up on looking for him in the crowds of people, she went and asked the counter to learn that he had left long ago.

She screamed in frustration. Why hadn't she killed him when she had the chance? …But never mind, perhaps she should be relieved. Pariston would have been a troublesome opponent indeed, unlike these other people. He was a double star Hunter; his death would be investigated immediately if she did kill him. And soon they'd find out that Genei Ryodan had gained a new member. But his face would have been fun to watch as he died; she couldn't help imagining.

Returning to the party room, Piggyson immediately walked up to her. "Mizutsuki, we're in desperate trouble now, please help us!"

"What's the problem? Piggy-uh, no, Parkinson."

Parkinson did not notice the fact that her killing aura was reeking out unnaturally and her expression was oddly blank. "This is terrible! It is time to announce the speech, but we can't find any of the six guests or boss himself! We know that Mr. Hill left, but we cannot find the other five! We're searching for them now, but can you please take my place for reading the speech intro right now? I'd be grateful if you did. Actually, you must! The only one authorized enough to read the speech other then me is you! Please! This is an emergency!"

"Of course, I'd be pleasured." Her tone was just a little bit too sweet. Piggyson raised an eyebrow but shook it off. "Thanks! I'm off to look for boss now!" The man scurried away on his short, fat legs. Mizutsuki looked down at the piece of speech paper he had thrusted into her hands. After reading it through she tore it apart and tossed the pieces of paper into the trash bin.

The finale is finally about to start.

She walked boldly up onto the stage where all the spotlights were focused on, and the audience quieted down. Some of her kohais chattered excitedly at seeing their idol sempai on stage giving such an important speech.

Mizutsuki cleared her throat. "Test… test…" She said in a low tone. "Okay the mic seems to be working."

That earned her a wave of chuckles from the audience.

"Anyways," She put on a sweet smile. "Thank all of you for attending this meeting today. Here I represent as the boss of the Camorra family and thank all of you yet again." She gave a slight bow. The people under the stage nodded.

"Well then," She placed her hand onto the sides of the table holding the microphone and leaned forward. A demonic smile creeped up her lips and cracked wide. Never had she realized that killing was such a thrilling sport. "Let us disregard the formalities…you all die now."

Everyone under the stage stood up in fury. "What are you talking about?" "Get her down!" "Are you insane?" "This is a war meeting, an important matter, and you're joking? Get off the stage!" If they had tomatoes or eggs by their hands, they would for sure throw them.

Mizutsuki regained her cool and smiled, speaking into the microphone yet again. "No, I'm not joking." She grinned. "I have already killed seven people who had attended this party. They are the Healer Sarah, the five important guests of alliance, and of course, the Camorra leader himself."

"…B-Bullshit!" One audience exclaimed. "Take her down! Seize that crazy woman!"

"Too late." Her grin faltered and changed into a dead expression of a professional killer. However the cold smirk still lingered at her lips. She snapped her fingers. "Pulmonary; Meltdown."

The audience didn't feel it at first, as they kept on screaming to seize her. Mizutsuki didn't take notice to it, because she knew that her nen would affect them before they reach her. Just as the suited guards were finally rushing onto the stage, they felt it, the change in their lungs.

Pulmonary; Meltdown was a simple, wide ranged ability. It had similar effects to the invisible wall of acid she'd create when changing the acidity of air. However, the effects of the acid wall were only middle ranged and it cannot cover up the whole party room. Pulmonary; Meltdown allowed her to change the acidity level of air to something that causes damage to the respiratory system only when breathed in. To learn this move she had to practice on manipulation, but since that manipulation was the hardest type of nen aura for her to learn, she had turned to rely on Vows and Limitations. This ability was very convenient when it came to massacring people all gathered in the same room. For instance, now.

She hopped down the stage and stared at the people withering away on the floor, clutching their chests and throats. "Does it hurt so much?" She kicked a body. "Having your trachea and lungs melted…"

"Gah…ah…" The person cannot answer. "Wa…ta…"

"Water?" She raised an eyebrow. "Ahh, water…" Kneeling down she grabbed the person's hair, speaking into his face. "You know what? 70% of the human body is made of water, so I think you'd be fine…"

With that she let go of the person's hair and walked away, pushing open the door and walking out onto the hall. She reached the elevator and pressed down. Danchou's mission is completed… more or less. Pariston escaped, but does that count…?

She continued to think about the question. Does that count? Probably, but because he's a Hunter, his name wasn't written on the guest list… does that count still? Hmm? Someone answer me!

Mizutsuki pulled out her phone and dialed Shalnark's number. If she remembered it correctly she seemed to have cut him off because Pariston came near.

Shalnark immediately picked up the phone. "Mizutsuki! Are you still alive?" He asked.

"Yeah, I am. Why?" She could already sense that she had missed something very important from their last conversation.

"You were talking about Pariston Hill right? That guy is dangerous! Don't go near him."

"What? For an A-class criminal like you, you're saying that this happy-go-lucky-super-handsome-blondie-number-two is dangerous?"

"Yes."

"Oh…" She bit her lips. "I finished Danchou's mission, but during the mission, Pariston seemed to realize that someone had hired me to do this. He may know that I'm from Genei Ryodan or something and I'm worried. How do you contact leader?"

"You don't, leader refuses nearly every call from members unless it's something really urgent."

"This is urgent."

"You have a point there… Can you tell me the details?"

"Over the phone?" She frowned.

"In person, it'll be easier. Are you still in Rivelle?"

Mizutsuki rolled her eyes although she knew that he can't see. "Listen to the background music of the freaking rain behind me, where do you think I am?"

"I was just asking. I'm at Nori, meet me tomorrow noon at Lakeview, I think Nobunaga's there too."

Mizutsuki sighed. "Oh fantastic, a lunch date with Blondie and Samurai, sweet."

"You'll have to get to know other members sooner or later; if Feitan or Phinks were there too I'd call them too. This is something that the Ryodan would need to be alerted. Any signs of threats could be important. The more member know about this, the better."

"I guess you're right; but if I really do meet either Feitan or Phinks, I'd punch their jaws first."

"Ahahahaha, see you tomorrow. I'm going to phone Nobunaga now. Bye."

"Bye." Mizutsuki snapped her phone shut and hurried back to her apartment. Starting from tomorrow or even tonight, the massacre of the Camorra would be broadcasted on the news, and the only suspect would be the one who was one the guest list, yet the corpse wasn't found - which was her. Starting tomorrow, her life as an actual criminal with records would start. The Mafia would not wipe her clean again.

She was excited.

Yo-ho! The first arc is almost finished, the last part of the first arc would be the next chapter, which would also pose s the first chapter for the second arc. So all in all... ch15 would be a transition chapter starring Shalnark, Nobunaga, and Mizutsuki (seriously, three Genei Ryodan members going out for lunch, how much damage would they make to the city?). Ain't that fantastic? At least I think it is. Chapter 16 might be a transition chapter as well, depending on my writing moods and sudden writer blocks.

(I NOW FORMALLY REQUEST DEAR LORD GOD TO ELIMINATE ALL WRITER BLOCKS FROM US AUTHORS!)

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