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Here's Chapter 17, folks~ Enjoy, yeah^^ Ah, it's great to be updating again!

This is a suggestion from: Soul of The World. I know you suggested a 'Hotel manager', but I hope this is close enough^^ And as for the suggestion 'Customer Service Representative', suggested by Black Firelight, does this count...?^^"

Thank you dear readers for answering my poll!:D:D The feedback was greatly appreciated. Also, this chapter has not been beta-edited yet, ehehe.

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, as well as the book cover for this Fanfiction. All rights go to Akira Amano.

A/N: All Reborn characters are TYL. Also, 'The Green Village' does not exist. Well...I wish it did!

…a Hotel receptionist

"Room number 137, trash."

"T-Thank you!" stuttered a nervous customer before scurrying off towards the lifts in a desperate manner. Xanxus scoffed, before he sat back down on his plush armchair, faced the computer in front of him, and began clicking the mouse at random.

Although he hated to admit it to the old man, Xanxus liked the environment he was working in. The hotel, 'The Green Village', was one of the most prominent and grand hotels in Kyoto, and Xanxus enjoyed the high-class atmosphere. Translucent cream-coloured marble lined with gold covered the lobby floor, and decorative ornaments depicting dragons lined the walls, with their colours gleaming under the bright, exquisite chandeliers that hung from the ceiling.

In the centre of the lobby there was a large, breath-taking fountain with a delicate stream of water shooting out of a green and red coloured dragon's mouth. There were 37 levels in the extravagant hotel, all of which were decorated majestically.

Just as Xanxus was about to adjust his name tag, a woman walked up to the reception.

"Yes?" he asked impatiently, drumming his fingers against the desk.

The woman seemed taken aback by his attitude and flinched, but regained her composure. "I-I would like to know where the t-toilet is…" she said softly, a blush slowly creeping onto her face.

Xanxus eyed her before handing her a map of the lobby. "It's…there," he replied as he stood up, and pointed to the 'restroom' sign on the map.

The woman instantly looked distressed. "W-Where's…there?"

"It's just…there, trash. There is just there."

"W-What…? W-What direction then, sir?"

"There," he answered hastily, pointing to his right, "Can't you read a damn map, woman?"

"T-Thank you!" cried the woman, and hurried off in the direction Xanxus pointed, with a look of relief.

"Tch…what a pain…" he muttered as he sat back down, slouched in his chair. As he was about to close his eyes, one of the staff members, Takasuujii, walked up to him and grinned.

"Oi Xanxus, what's with the map?" he asked good-naturedly, peering at the lobby map which was still on the counter, "Didn't the woman take it?"

"It doesn't matter, scum…it's just a bloody map," Xanxus said coldly, resting in head on the back of his hand, "She just needed the toilet."

"Hmm…Xanxus…did you move the map at all after you told her the directions?" Takasuujii questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"What about it?"

"The map's upside down."

-XXXX-

Riiingg riinngg, riingg riinn-

"Yes?" Xanxus growled, irritated that the call had disrupted his sleep. (And one may wonder what the hell he's been doing behind the front desk…besides napping).

"May I please have 13 rolls of toilet paper for room 113?"

"13 rolls?" questioned Xanxus amused, whilst playing with the telephone cord, "Why the hell would you need 13? Did a hell of a shit, did you trash?"

"W-What…n-no, I-I-"

"No explanation needed, scum," he hissed, "I'll only give you one roll, because I feel like it, and also because your freaking call disrupted my nap. Furthermore, we sell diarrhoea and bloating tablets at the hotel chemist – a pack of 12 for 1313 yen. Happy shitting."

Slam.

The Varia boss glowered at the damaged telephone that he had slammed down into the receiver.

Stupid ass machine…

-XXXX-

"Give me the room card," Xanxus snapped before stepping into the lift and pressing level 9. The young English boy gave him his room key obediently, and then shouted in glee as he saw the town of Kyoto through the lift's large window.

Level 9

"Hurry up."

"A-Ah yes, mister!"

Xanxus stared at the room card indifferently as they strode towards room 913. The key seems normal enough…he thought, turning the plastic card over, but the boy claimed that his door could not be opened no matter how many times he had tried.

"It better not be a waste of my time…" he muttered, as they stopped in front of the boy's room.

The Mafia boss inserted the plastic card into the door slot and waited for it to turn green. Instead, it turned red after 30 seconds, which was unusual as it generally took around 3 seconds for the card to process. Xanxus growled under his breath and flipped the card over and inserted it into the slot.

Red.

He wiped both sides of the card on his coffee-coloured sweater and inserted it once again.

Red.

He inserted the card slowly into the slot, as opposed to his usual impatient attempts.

Red.

He wrestled with the door knob, hoping that the door was somehow incorrectly closed and inserted the card once again.

Red.

He inserted the card with such force that the top of the card became crippled as a result.

Red.

He snapped the card in half with frustration and inserted both of the halves one after another.

Red.

"…"

"…"

"Stupid piece of useless shit!" he roared, crushing the card in his hands. He then grabbed his X-Gun from his holster that was hidden under his sweater and pointed it at the door.

"Rot in hell, scum."

BANG.

"M-Mister! W-What are you doing to my room?!" cried the boy fearfully, "T-The door i-is-"

"What are you talking about," Xanxus hissed, pocketing his X-Gun. He then turned back to the boy and smirked.

"I just opened your door, brat."

-XXXX-

"Having a tough day, Xanxus?" asked Takasuuji, who turned to face him after serving a customer, "You seem worn out."

"Shut up, trash," he replied icily, and reached out for a glass of water. Even though he had admitted that he had enjoyed the environment more than his previous occupations, he was fed up with the constant dealing with customers. Those useless scums…they don't even know anything…

"Excuse me…"

Xanxus immediately snapped out of his thoughts. This voice…what the hell…

As he rose from his seat, his whole body burned with anger. Angry that he was stuck at the hotel for the whole day; angry that he had to deal with useless customers; and angry that he had to deal with this particular customer.

"Oya oya, if it isn't Xanxus," Rokudo Mukuro greeted, his expression amused, "So I guess you landed a job here, kufufufu."

"What the hell do you want, shit-face?" Xanxus hissed.

"Ah, no need to get so angry, Xanxus. I'm only here because Tsunayoshi told me to ask the receptionist to carry our luggage to our rooms."

"What of it, scum?" What the hell are you trashes doing here of all the bloody hotels in Kyoto?!

"Kufufufu, aren't you going to carry them, Xanxus?"

"Over my dead body," Xanxus sneered and walked out from behind the front desk of the hotel, and towards the exit of 'The Green Village', "Carry the shit by yourself, trash."

"Oya…"

"I'm quitting."

-XXXX-

NAME: Xanxus

OCCUPATION: Hotel receptionist

STATUS: RESIGNED.

HeeheeXD A change of status, hmm^^

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