The Assassin
Ramón Torinala hated being in Mexico. He hated speaking Spanish. He hated the fact that his mother was from Mexico, and the fact that she currently lived there. Worst of all, he hated being sick. It kept him from doing much of anything, and it kept him from his job. He loved his job. It was the only thing he actually liked about his life. Killing people made him feel better. He enjoyed tracking his targets and trying to figure out their habits and schedules.
"Ramón sweetheart! I'm going to the store to get some sugar. I'll be back in a little while," his mother spoke to him in Spanish with a very happy tone, obviously enjoying the fact that he was spending the week with her. It was 3 days in, and he wanted nothing to do with her or his relatives. As a matter of fact, he wanted to kill all of them.
Then his phone rang. It was a client. One who paid very well at that.
"Hello?" he answered in Japanese, hoping to have another target.
"Hey, Torinala, I got another target for you. How soon can you get to Japan?" the client asked in Japanese.
"I can get there in 2 days. Just give me their name and transfer the funds to the usual account," Ramón replied before breaking into a cough. He moved the phone away from his mouth so that the client didn't hear.
"The target's name is Bakugo Katsuki. I'll transfer 4 million yen into your account," the client responded in a rushed tone.
"Alright. I'll see you when the job is done," Ramon replied before ending the phone call.
It didn't hit Ramon that he was sent to kill somebody that was protected by the king of assassins until after he got to Japan and started tracking him.
The chapter will be finished in a few.
