He doesn't know what is weirder, a family member who is a psychopath or a psychopath cooking in their kitchen. Shinra rested his head on his palm as he watched the girl teach the dullahan how to cook a meal just by looking at the appearance and by the smell. The questions he wanted to ask Seven still swirled his mind but the thought of Celty learning how to cook just for him still dominated his mind. He smiled goofily by himself. Celty on the other hand watched the girl taste test the curry they made and nodded in approval.
"Too bad Kasuka isn't here" Seven smiled and turned off the stove. Celty inwardly smiled remembering why seven tried her best to excel in cooking, other than to cook for Shinra and Shingen her main reason is to prove Kasuka wrong. Since the poker face actor used to insult her for her crappy cooking, Seven practiced culinary until Kasuka finally said her curry is delicious. Shinra just laughed at that time while Shizuo sighed at their childishness.
Seven served Shinra and herself their food while Celty sat beside the doctor, opposite the violet-eyed girl. The awkward atmosphere disappeared but the intentions of both party never left their mind.
"Back to business" Shinra started when they finished eating." What trouble do you bring?"
"I just came to visit" Seven smiled.
"Are the artistic deaths part of your visit?"
"I don't know what you're talking about"
Liar. A quick respond from Celty.
"You didn't even comment in my cooking"
"You're cooking is delicious as usual" Shinra commented and ignored the playful thank you from Seven. "Now, don't change the topic"
"I have no idea what you are talking about" The girl half smiled.
"Sev, the truth" Shinra said with intimidation "or I'll tell Shizuo, I know you don't want to involve him"
Or Kasuka. Celty added. Seven tensed.
"When did you two started to blackmail people?" The girl raised a brow.
"Are you going to tell us?" Shinra asked now holding his phone.
"I'm just here to check on you guys, nothing more" Seven answered with a sigh.
"Why did you kill those people?"
"For art, I'm bored in Italy that's why I took a vacation to create some art" to have some killing spree. She added in her mind. Lie. She just lied to the two of them but her tone and expression looked real.
How about the suicides? Celty asked remembering the cases.
"They irritate me, they think they're so special that they can complain on simple love-family problems" She huffed. She just told the truth.
"We'll believe you for now" Shinra sighed. She's still a kid. He crossed his arms and stared at the violet orbs of the girl, he knows she is hiding something.
"Then I'll be going" the girl stood up and started to walk towards the door. "take care now stay close with each other"
"Sev, you can visit and cook for us again" Shinra called out before the girl can open the door.
Seven turned back and gave a sincere smile "I would"
Seven finally exited the building and only walked a few blocks away before entering another structure. She wanted to laugh how the two tried to search for her when she just lives in the nearby building. The girl entered the elevator and pushed the button of the highest floor. She actually bought her apartment 2 years ago before going to Italy and its purpose is for R and R not for being a base. Upon arriving the top floor, she approached her room with caution before opening it. Her room is spacious, high ceiling that she added a second floor almost half of the whole room for her study and a bed. Below is the kitchen, the bathroom and the uncovered place is the barren living room except for a grand piano in the middle, a table and some couches near the high windows. Her art materials and art works are neatly stacked on the corner. She closed the door and was about to take another step when she suddenly smirked. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Orihara-san"
"I should be the one apologizing for intruding" Izaya smirked back and leaned on the railings of the small second floor.
"I hope you weren't bored while waiting" Seven casually said and sat on the couch farthest to the window.
"Not actually," The information broker walked down and towards the couch opposite Seven "You have a lot of interesting books and paintings"
"You can have some if you want"
"No need" Izaya sat down and is now face to face with the girl "So what do you need?"
"First, what do you know?" Seven smiled.
"Your real name is Kirigaya Seven, daughter of the murdered couple Kirigaya Kenji and Naomi" Izaya started "Everybody say you've been kidnapped but you were actually taken in by Kishitani Shingen, to not rise suspicion he changed your name to Kishitani Nana. 5 years ago he dragged you back to Kanagawa where Kirien first appeared, three years after you two went to Italy and continued to be the mysterious Kirien."
"That's passable" Seven gave a small nod. "How did you get these information?"
"I have sources"
"Oohh… Minions. Where?"
"Every part of Japan"
"I only gave you a hint, telling my father's name, and you were able to gather these data. You really are one of the greats"
"What do you need me for Kirien?" Izaya started to get interested.
"I want you to gather information about Corleonaro family here in Japan" Seven crossed her arms "Teritories, bosses, weapons… all information you can collect even the smallest details. They started to spread their influence here in Japan for 3 months"
"Informations only here in Japan?" Izaya raised a brow.
"I have my own sources back in Italy. I know you'll research more about me and that's fine but I won't pay extra for that"
"I understand" the troll stood up "Selling information about you is forbidden, right?"
"Of course, say one thing about me to outsiders, you'll experience eternal relaxation six feet under the ground" the venom in her voice betrayed her calm face. Izaya smirked at her threat and just continued to walk towards the door. "Don't ever engage with Heiwajima Shizuo and his brother Kasuka"
"Understood" He answered before closing the door behind him. His extreme excitement about the future caused him to smirk sadistically.
Seven also stood up and prepared to take a bath. She gave out a sound of comfort as the warm water collided with her aching muscles. She really need to rest, her body is literally collapsing. She closed her eyes and thought of the idiot Shingen who is the main reason of all. She thought of the people after them and how many more she'll kill. She thought of Mairu. She thought of her past.
She clenched her fists and fored herself to think of the present. She planned for the infiltration she's going to do. She thought of a plan if ever she's been discovered. She needs to be ready.
Seven ruffled the towel on her hair letting it somewhat dry before combing. She always feel comfortable fixing her hair every night before going to sleep or taking a night bath, combing in the morning doesn't make sense to her since the wind and the other factors will mess it up anyway. She picked up her phone on the couch and dialed a different time zone.
"Pronto?" Mairu voice said unaware of the caller.
"Everything's going smoothly" She reported.
"I don't trust that Orihara guy" The woman's said, obviously doubting.
"We need his skill"
"But, still-"
"We need his minions" Seven reasoned but the woman on the other line started to make a list why not to trust a troll. She only chuckled at the woman's endless speech until she started to get dizzy. Not waiting for another second, she rushed towards the kitchen.
"Sorry Maki, something came up, I'm going to call you another time" the girl was able to say calmly as she frantically opened a drawer and brought out a small cylindrical container.
"Wait, Seven!" Mairu shouted to stop the girl from hanging up.
"What?" the girl breathed heavily her vision started to blur as she held a round pill on her hand.
"They're bringing in someone"
"When will they depart?" Seven asked and stumbled causing her to accidentally release the pill.
"You okay?" Mairu asked in alarm when she heard a loud thump.
"Yeah, I'm fine, answer my question" She answered and hurriedly covered her mouth to cough; she stood up again to reach for another pill.
"Tomorrow, are you really okay?"
She put her hand in her mouth again, this time she can't deny she's already coughing out blood. Before she can answer she felt herself collapse, the phone fell from her grasp.
"Damn, not now" Seven whispered as she tried to get up but failed. Her vision started to blur again and her coughing became worse. Consciousness started to slip away from her; she cursed herself for being weak. She blankly stared at her phone a few feet away, a woman screaming her name became more distant. She coughed out blood for the last time and everything went black.
Pronto- This is another term used to say "hello" in Italian, but it is only used for telephone conversations. As an adjective, pronto actually means "ready" in English.