"Are you serious?"
"Does this face look serious to you? On second thought, don't answer that. But don't you want to find the Innocence?"
"This wasn't in the job description."
They were in the red light district of a Southern French port. According to Komui, a strange phenomenon had been reported in a local brothel. It was up to them to go check it out. At first, they were denied entry, so they had to infiltrate. Of course, she had to play the escort.
The red headed male fluffed her hair while overlooking her one last time. Her black dress was close fitting and restricting with the skirt cut off at the knees above tall boots. The corset was extremely tight and made breathing hard. To finish the look, her lips were painted as red as the lights with heavy eyeshadow on the eyes. The young Bookman in training took away her anti-akuma ring bracelet claiming it clashed with her disguise. Needless to say, she missed her Black Order uniform.
Lavi held out his arm for her and led them in. She let out a sigh after noticing the stares she was getting and he offered her some comfort.
"Don't worry. After all, we're professionals."