Author's note : So glad the story is ended! I am much or less happy for this mini fanfic.
"I wonder why they didn't start attacking us?" said Kirika, who was already tired of being alert all the time.
Mireille chuckled.
"Well even idiots won't commit any assassination here, in the middle of so many people shopping around."
"I can do it with three sengle shots," said Kirika, about to take out the gun.
"No," cut Mireille, grabbing Kirika's wrist. "I know you can, but therefore I beg you not to."
"Ne, Kirika, look at these fresh vegetables! Don't you feel like wanting some vegetable soup?"
Kirika picked a carrot.
"Yeah," she answered. "But I wonder if it is not rotten inside."
"You can test using this knife," suggested the shop owner.
"Thanks," Kirika said, taking the knife and started working on the carrot.
"She was taking the knife! She might very well be.."
"Dumbass, any woman has ever used a knife if you want to use that as a clue."
"Are you sure we shouldn't better inform the main house about these two women?"
"Not yet. We aren't sure yet if they are the ones. Noir."
"Any chance to finish all of them quickly in sequence without attract people's attention?"
asked Mireille wearily, playing with some potatoes in her hand.
"No," Kirika said.
Mireille took out her make up mirror and took a good look at the three men.
"Curse it, they have some sort of communication devices there. They might be spies who shall check on our identities first before attacking us."
"That means we have to get rid of them before they have any chance to say anything to anyone."
Kirika nodded, slipping the carrot with pointed edge inside her pocket secretly.
"This is getting ridiculous."
"I know it already, please just don't mention it okay."
"When the hell are we going to strike already?"
"If noone's around and after we inform the main house about the identity of our killer pair."
"Why? We can just kill them all." asked one of them, frowning.
"Are you sure you can finish them?"
"Well they don't look so dangerous."
"Exactly. Perhaps they are not the ones. We haven't predicted that they would leave the bug at home. Our bad. That is actually our only way to identificate them."
"Uh they are going somewhere."
"They are following us."
"Mmm-hmm, very nice, as expected."
Mireille and Kirika entered the supermarket in a relaxed manner.
Kirika grabbed after the shopping cart and Mireille followed her toward the shelves where the foods were placed.
As expected, the three men showed up after a short while behind them.
"What do we need, Mireille?"
"Let me see… potatoes?"
"I wonder if these potatoes are of good quality."
Mireille nodded.
"Oops.."
Mireille threw the whole basket of potatoes to the floor, sending them rolling toward the three men.
Not even casting another look at their victims, Noir rushed along the shelves.
"I do pity the potatoes."
"Well now you know that they are of good quality." said Mireille, grinning.
Kirika looked to the side and noticed one of the men on their right, pointing a gun at them
The girltook the sharpened carrot out of her pocket and threw it with the highest accuracy at the man's chest. A sharp cry was to be heard afterwards.
"Was that carrot juice?" asked Mireille frowning.
Kirika shook her head. "The carrot was pretty dry. I am sure it was blood."
"One finished," whistled Mireille.
"They killed him! They killed him! I am gonna kill them!"
"Calm yourself down, will ya! We shall contact the main quarter first."
"Huh.. about what?"
"About the Noir identity of yourse, you dope!"
"Sure already that the two girls are Noir?"
"……….."
"…………."
"……… Darn it just kill them already!"
"What are we dragging this cart for?"
"Shopping.." answered Kirika breathlessly.
With that she grabbed after some heavy milk powder cans.
"Uh… Kirika, we usually buy the condensed ones…"
"It is for the sake of variety."
Mireille grinned as the idea came to her brain.
"Ah-ha," she muttered, grinning conspiratorially at Kirika.
She headed to the animal foods.
"I guess we will need some dog foods right?"
"I would prefer the cat foods though, but it is okay," commented Kirika while grabbing after a box ofshovel.
"There!" yelled a voice.
Kirika and Mireille pushed the cart down to the voice source without even confirming who it was.
"AAAAAAARRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!"
At the same time as the cart attacked both of the men, Kirika and Mireille took out their guns and fired at them quicklier than the thunder. The gun sounds were covered by the crashing sound perfectly.
"A murder! A murder!"
Mireille and Kirika looked back at the crowd of people who gathered themselves pretty quickly minutes afterwards.
"I wonder where they came from." sighed Mireille. "Ruining our day like this…. but I guess it might be good if we leave as soon as we can. I fancy some shower at home."
"We still have no foods at home.."
Mireille sweatdropped.
"How true… oh well, allright, allright."
Days afterwards, the same men gathered themselves in the same dimly lighted room again.
"There is no clues about how Noir managed to survive the plan to kill them."
"Our messengers are gone as well."
"One had a carrot in his chest and two died from two different kind of bullets under a heavy loaded shopping cart."
"I just wonder what had happened to them."
And the wind blew hard outside the building, making the silence inside the room even more impressive.