At the ports of Yokohama a couple nights later, sit multiple black cars loading several bags into the trunk. Each man in a professional black and white suit, each wearing sunglasses with earpieces and wires attached from their clothing to their ears. They held guns on their belts or in their hands, as some guarded the other men loading the vehicles. A more stylish car rounds the corner, stopping close to the warehouse they were currently stationed at. Out stepped a man of short stature, his skin was white, with curly fire blazing hair that unevenly went down to his shoulders. He wore black pants, with equally black shoes. He wore a simple stark white shirt that had a black throw over it, with a tie. A black jacket that went past his back, nearly to his knees was slung over his shoulders.
One of the men stopped the man that gazed at his subordinate with cold oceanic eyes. A fancy hat of high quality sat atop his head, black in color, with a thin strip of white looped around the divot in the middle of the hat. "Chuuya sir we almost have everything packed. What are your next orders?" The man asked the redhead.
Chuuya cleared his throat, "Get the bags back to headquarters. Thank the Belgio girls for their help for what we needed." He waved the man away, "You can head back, I'm stopping by a bar before coming back to headquarters." Chuuya turns back to the car, fixing to pull out his phone when it rang.
He sees that it was Cheraline Belgio that was calling him. He loved that girl like a daughter, as well as the rest of the sister, but Cheraline was more of a big sister to him. He leans against the car, answering the call, "Hey Chera how are you?"
"Hey it's been awhile since my last actual call." Chera spoke in perfect japanese. "Did you get the generous package deal we sent over? I'm hoping you got it by now, that was expensive to get my hands on it after all."
"Yeah we got it. The men are transporting it to headquarters right now. Do we need to pay you back? How are you and your sisters by the way?" Chuuya asked her, watching the other cars starting up and leaving the area.
"No you don't need to pay us back. I make plenty of money off my other hobbies besides the cafe. So it's all good, I'll make all the cash back up without half a week's time." She pauses, "Me and my sisters are doing good. Why do you miss our visits?" she continued to tease him, laughing on the other end of the phone.
"Yeah I do actually, I'm wondering when you're going to come back over and have a drinking contest with me." He laughed out. "Hope the twins don't traumatize another subordinate of mine that I assign to babysit them for every visit."
"Oh I forgot to tell you. Daria isn't with me anymore. I had to send her over to Musutafu, Shizuoka Prefecture, Japan. At UA high school, I know the headmaster over there, so I struck up a deal with him." Chera tells him over the line, her voice slightly serious.
Chuuya pauses, "Wait, why did you do that? Are you in trouble? If you are, you know that you can always call and tell me or Mori right?" All thoughts of drinking gone from his mind.
Chera goes silent on the other line, before finally speaking up. "I didn't want to bother you anymore than I had too. My sister Daria is in danger, I don't know about the rest of us. I was debating what to do, and who to call."
Instantly Chuuya is in business mode, his voice getting darker. "Who's after her? Tell me a name and we'll hunt the bastard down! Mori promised your parents that we the port mafia would protect you girls! Tell me a name, and we'll start our work."
"I know of that promise, but it feels that sometimes as the oldest sister that I should be the one figuring out how to get my family safe." There is a sniffle over the phone, "I sent her over there, had a buddy forge documents and everything. I told the headmaster that my sister was a quirk user, and I forged a fake background."
"I need a name. I don't care about what you did, I'll protect you and your sisters to the ends of this earth. I don't care if we have to confront quirk users to protect you all, but I can't help if you don't tell me a name." Chuuya told her once more, urging her to give him that name.
"His name is Aton Baton. A couple of years ago he came to my cafe, drank a cup of coffee, and left, or so I thought. I was busy in the kitchen, so I sent out Daria to take him his coffee, I thought nothing of it. Until one of my workers told me the guy found some of the liquid from my sister's ability on the coffee cup, she said that he collected it in a vial, then left the place. He didn't show up again but many of the parents and even my own sisters said that they would spot the guy months after that in places where only Daria would go. I hired some people to follow my sister around, and the guy disappeared soon after that." Chera tells him her voice low and soft.
"Ok so what made you make the decision to transfer her over to UA? Is there a way to pull her out of the school?" He urged her on.
"No at this point in time I can't pull her out without leading the man directly to her. Plus she's an ability user, you know how quirk users feel about our kind. I forged everything, she at this point knows how to sell her image, she knows better than telling people she's an ability user." Chera sounded tired on the other end. "I heard that Aton left the country not too long ago, and headed to Musutafu, Japan. What should I do, Chuuya?"
He holds his hands out, "Ok, I got a good friend back in France. Her name is Camille Broduer, and she's an ability user too. She forged her own documents years back in order to work under the guise of a hero. She has her own side business, and is very wealthy. I'll call her over to work undercover at UA as a teacher or trainer to oversee your sister. Until we can gather enough people to go to Musutafu and start hunting this man down."
"I've heard of her. She's the number 4 hero in France." A sigh is heard on the other end. "Ok, I'll leave it in your hands. I may make a trip over to Musutafu myself, under the guise as a visit, but I know how to be careful about my trail. After all you taught me that the best."
"I can tell you not to go, but knowing you as long as I have, I know that won't do me or anyone else any good. You're a grown woman, but you're still the sister that I never had, and you never forget that." Chuuya almost chuckles but choses against doing so. "I'm going to make the call to Camille, I want this situation handed as soon as possible. You stay safe, and I'll keep you informed Chera. Bye, love you."
"Bye young brother. Love you too." With that said the other line goes dead. Chuuya looks at his phone, scrolling through it until he finds the correct phone number. He presses the button, putting the device against his ear.
It seems like the other line rings for a decade until a click is heard on the other end, and a voice as sweet as honey, but as strong as steel answers the other side. The gentle voice of a french woman flows through the phone, "Chu-chu it's been awhile hasn't it? What did you call me for?"
"I thought I told you to quit calling me that ridiculous nickname Cami." He tells her, a tick mark on his forehead.
"Aw but it's so fun to call you that! You have a nickname for me, so it's only fair I have one for you." She laughs lightly, "So you call me for a favor? Or you want me to sell you some of my vintage wines?"
Chuuya pauses at the sound of the second question, "Wait you have more bottles? I thought the last time I bought some, you told me they were very limited!"
Cami chuckles, "I tell everyone that, makes them sell at an even higher price than the usual market tag. Although I do have a few rare bottles, I'll send you a list of some of them through your phone. Remember this, just because you know me and we've been friends for close to 12 years now, doesn't mean I'm giving you a special discount." She yawns on the other end, "I just got done taking down a crime ring. I assume if you had to ask about the wine, that you weren't calling for that. So I'm assuming it's a favor?"
"Yeah it is. Now I'll explain everything to you, and you can tell me your answer in the end." Chuuya explains to her.