I couldn't resist it, pretty stream of consciousness without any edits, but:
Isamu Shimazu liked being a bodyguard to the Tyger Princess; it was an easy gig on multiple levels. First, no one was going to fuck with her without a full on gang war erupting, so the worst he had to usually do was break the arm of a teenage boy who got too forward without realizing the royalty he was trying to have sex with, or sometimes she was trying to have sex with, the time he broke a young woman's arm. Second, she was a rather solitary person, highly aware of her station in life and that people would try to use her, so she didn't go out much or allow people close to her: reading books at home, keeping ripper appointments, exercising at gyms and dojos, and basic errands were all she tended to do. It was worrisome for socialization purposes, but his job was to guard her physical health, not her social development.
He had also been lucky, he reflected, that he wasn't punished for the two of them being lured away so an attack could occur on her friend, and what appeared to be Wakako-sama's personal assassin. Then, because he wasn't already uneasy enough about that day, the Tyger Princess informed him they would be meeting her friend who killed an entire hit squad led by the arrogant prick 'Musashi' Smith, her little friend who then fought The Killing Flash to a standstill before they were both summoned by Nakagawa-sama himself -albeit indirectly in the Purple Terror's case - to the meeting of the top of the Tyger Claw hierarchy. The girl had been so glib about killing whomever Hayato-sama insisted on, not even asking for details at first. Instead she had simply invited his charge to a meal with the rest of a mercenary group.
*Is this what other bodyguards go through? I thought she had a few more years before I had to start being on edge about potential betrayals by mercenaries? I must be ever vigilant, lest-*
"Hey Brooding Tyger, you want a seat too," the purple haired terror directed her question at him, complete with a nickname he was certain Hayato-sama would never allow him to forget.
He inclined his head to show he would stand, and continued to do his best to keep an eye on everyone in the room. His attention had lapsed before, and she surprised the hulking man with the seat offer; it would not occur again during this meeting. Not only because of his duties as a bodyguard, but also, Isamu reflected, because Wakako-sama would demand a full report. Possibly also Nakagawa-sama later, after the assassination had been completed.
*I imagine that I am not supposed to allow Hayato-sama to be involved in assassinations, and it will be…unpleasant to explain, I wonder – *
His attention was snapped back into focus as one of the boys rather unfortunately screamed, "Holy fuck, you're the Tyger Princess!"
Isamu held back a furious desire to march from the corner and lay the impudent child flat for acting so disrespectful to the scion of the Tyger Claws. Fortunately, the purple haired terror scolded the child for the disrespectful language, and so, the bodyguard felt relief, that he did not have to act and risk her ire as well, for hurting her choom.
"Hey! I'm here! We have a client," came the voice of a young woman whose appearance and demeanor screamed 'corpo in training' to the bodyguard. His hand drifted slightly towards his weapon as he scanned her, as she entered the room. Then allowed himself to relax. Only to try and not laugh as the young woman made a business card appear seemingly out of nowhere, with a level of sleight of hand that a Cherry Blossom Market street magician would envy, "Section 9 specializes in asset removal!"
The bodyguard silently chortled within the hopefully safe and private confines of his own mind, as the Tyger Princess appeared a bit flustered at first as the corpo girl began to talk about pricing structures for the elimination of the target as if they were discussing nothing more important than whether it was expected to be a day of acid rain or sunshine.
*Truly my little charge is growing up. Now who did she want killed again? I should have paid more attention at the dojo, but Sensei's always puts me in a relaxed state. I imagine some low-level fool that I didn't teach enough of a lesson to. Hmm…*
Isamu checked his memories once again, replaying the conversation from the dojo and blanched with terror in his non-cyberized parts. That couldn't be right, that couldn't be the target.
*Kanada Tsukimora. One of her potential intended?! Something unforgiveable? What did he do while I wasn't with them in a private moment? What did he do that would have little Hayato-sama embracing the darker side of our business like this, and being so ready to have a top Tyger Claw official killed by that…that…Purple Terror, the Onryo, the Yurei, Wakako's Personal Assassin, perhaps even a true Shinobi? If she wants him dead, he must deserve it! How though, do I protect her from those who will want vengeance after this is done? I am one man. Well-trained, well-chromed, well-armed, but one man…perhaps I should see about my own contract with these children to protect Hayato-sama after the assassination for a few weeks. They may be worthless other than the young Kusanagi, the Purple Terror herself, but the others perhaps would be good bullet sponges. Yes, I will have to ask them about –*
"Brooding Tyger, you want a drink," one of the foolish boys asked him from the refrigerator, while his own young charge argued over the price.
Isamu shook his head, not bothering to glare, despite the urge to punch him for using that new nickname.
Edit: At least to me the Italics weren't doing it for differentiation on internal thoughts, so put asterisks as if he's cybercomming himself, to show internal thoughts.