Congrats. You see the results below. I planned on fucking with all your head and just put in Gin, but nahhhhhh.

Chapter 5

I had to fidget in place. This was the first time they're sending me to retrieve something from someone `because I recently got a driver's license with my legal name. I wasn't sure who they were sending, but I still felt nervous.

"Oh. Look do we have here, it's 'Mizuki-chan'" I heard the person say my name in a familiar voice and looked up. It was 'Aki-kun'. I knew several of the agent's name due to Bossman knowing I couldn't betray them as I had nowhere to go. So I knew this guy's codename.

Rye, Eh. One of the normal dudes that was pretty high-rank up for someone who was came in recently, as he was 4 years older than me. For me, as I had been in the BO for a long time, I was pretty much second to Rum, whom I still haven't seen before.

"How was the date, 'Aki-kun'." I mocked, cocking my hips. He grinned. But it wasn't that grin that resulted in fangirls squealing that he showed me before. It was like somebody who was ready to get those who showed weakness. Like an experienced murderer to be precise, if you're wondering.

"I'll tell you if you tell me your experience." He smirked at me. I wanted to fire back, but my phone had to ring due to the alarm I set up for me to be out of here in a jiffy.

"We have to go soon." I said as I turned off the alarm from my phone, setting it back into where it belonged. He handed me a black, sleek suitcase. I opened it a bit to check whether or not it was legit before I shut it, nodding towards him.

"Where did you find your reference from anyways?" He just smirked. And that was when I realised that he wasn't being mushy because he was being awkward, but that shit-eating grin must meant that he wanted people to look away so we weren't really paid much attention. What a troll. And I thought that the B.O. only enlisted psychopaths and sociopaths. But...if they enlisted those two option, then which was I?

"Brush up on more manga reference, btw. I'll send you a list." I said, wanting to snicker at him hollering, "Thanks!"

Maybe I should also start reading more mushy romance novel/manga.

It was a good thing that I was fairly unpopular at work because they didn't ask anything or even talk to me unless it's about work.. I only made up an excuse just in case anybody asked. The reason why I'm unpopular was because nobody had ever seen me going in for an interview or anything. It was like I suddenly showed up, as the rumors say. 'Mihashi-san definitely either seduced a higher up, or had an inside connection.'. I would deadpan at them, does it look like I could seduce anyone? No. But I did have inside connection. Heh.

But because of how unpopular I am, I was loaded with tons of work because they claimed that because I was a newbie, I need a lot to get used to it. I wanted to shoot them with my tiny pistol I had in my bra, as well as my socks, but as I needed the cover, I fixed my seat and got to work.

"Mihashi-san~ Could you do this for me? I have do some other things to do." I sighed inwardly, another excuse. She clearly did not care about the stack of work I had to do.

"Mihashi-san. Could you please do this." One of the branch manager started dumping his load on mine.

"B-but, I still have other work as well. There's barely any space for you to put the work!" I exclaimed, still in my persona.

"Mihashi-san. You should do it faster if you want everything to be clean!" The branch manager admonished me. My finger twitched to the tiny pistol I had. I was so tempted to shoot them point blank.

"But I might go on another business trip as a translator as I am the only one who can speak more than 2 languages here." I knew I insulted them with the way how their lips twitched, wanting to frown. That was true.

In Japanese society, you are more likely to be praise and looked to if one could speak several languages. More so if they're a pure Japanese.

And since I am used as a translator, and this wasn't an international company, my only job was to translate and/or check over mistakes. And if the higher ups heard that I am busy, they would come and visit to see why I was late and possibly dump the workload to another worker.

"O-oh, nevermind! I could do this!" The woman menace stuttered. "Y-yeah." Branch manager stuttered as well. I raised up my glasses, continuing to work.

Go me!

One of my favorite pastimes was reading, as they barely had a functioning internet here. Reading books made me go to different categories like mystery, sci-fi, horror, suspense, comedy, romance, and many more. But one of my favorite books was a detective mystery novels, the Night Baron, written by Kudo Yusaku, right after Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle.

He had written several books that were interesting, and several of the murdering techniques were smart and clever, that if it wasn't for the genius detectives who discovered each and every inch of what had occured, then they would have gotten away with it.

It made me laugh a lot, as the BO weren't even this smart to come up with ideas like this. We were all told to put a bullet in the target's brains, make sure it's an accident or just dispose of the body and just disappear. Sometimes, the body were found because the police were nearby or somebody had unfortunately came across the body as it suddenly was revealed somehow.

But most of us did their kills too messy for them to do it single-handedly.

I gave out an amused sigh, I should actually maybe learn from this and pin the blame onto somebody else.

I felt a buzz in my pocket while I was out eating WcD, a parody of McD. I sometimes make those types of mistakes whenever it happens. Like Kentucky Fried Chicken becomes Zentucky Fried Chicken, or Nintendo becomes Mantendo.

Sometimes, people would correct me, or would be confused about what I was talking about before I would realise that I was mistaking it again.

I fished out my phone out of my pocket, swallowing my cheeseburger, only to snicker at the name I gave him. This will never cease my amusement

From: ︎Aki ︎3⌒ヽ(´ε｀ )

Any more references to add?

I grimaced. I have been sending the story names to him, but sometimes, I have to make sure that they're matching with the years and the names that were from here, not the ones I know. The only ones I have ever seen not parodised was Sherlock Holmes.

To: ︎Aki ︎3⌒ヽ(´ε｀ )

Not for now.

Annddddd...sent. I stuffed my phone back where it belonged to continue eating my burger and fries.

Living in Japan has got to be the easiest, yet hardest lifestyle. I have seen many famous people on TV, but none of them ever had gigantic and rich houses like the western has. Most has either a nice apartment, or a 2 story house, not a mansion.

Even if I get a nice sum of money, almost all of them are going to be sucked away by paying rent and buying groceries, weapons, and medicine.

I provided everything now that I was an adult. The BO used to supply everything for me when I was a child, now I have to supply my own guns and bullets, bandages, and several other things that should be kept a secret.

Being an adult sucks. No matter a normal life, everyone has to grow up and pay for their own bills.

I grumbled under my breath, annoyed that I had to do all of these by myself. This was the first life I've ever been a grown , I paused, feeling horrified on counting how old I was.

Damn, I was super old

So, who do I complain to? Cognac.

/What do you want now/ Her irritated voice sounded through the phone.

"I feel oooolllllldddddd" I groaned into the phone. There was a bit of silence, making me look at the phone to see if she hung up.

/IF YOU FEEL OLD, THEN WHAT DOES IT MAKE ME!/ She screamed into the phone.

"Ancient fossil" I said without any regret nor remorse. She shouted and screamed into the phone for a bit while before hanging up furiously.

Haha, classic Cognac.

END!

I did this several times to my co-workers, as they were all older than me, with me being the youngest. They were in their 20s-30s, and I complained about me being super old, and that conversation was basically how it went with me and them.