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<span class="mu-i">It takes but a single moment for you to confirm the deal written out, and you sign without even a second thought. To hell with being an attack dog on a chain!
Your signature- <span class="mu-r">Goro Akechi</span>- pulses, and you feel lighter in your very soul.
Watching the crimson characters burn through the contract, the man(?) in front of you lets out a laugh.</span>
“Enjoy your rest, then, boy. The fetters of that control freak shall be removed, and your freedom to run rampant granted as best I can.” <span class="mu-i">He says with a smile, far more normal looking now.</span> “Be aware, though. You <span class="mu-i">will</span> have to play by my rival’s rules to reach your full potential. Do keep your eye out for others you can cooperate with, aside from myself and the attendant here.”
<span class="mu-i">With a final, maddening laugh, the man claps his hands, and you can feel a dreamless sleep taking you again…</span>
---Take—Your—Time---
<span class="mu-s">Sunday, May 15, 20XX- Early Morning</span>
Your alarm blares rudely, dragging you from your slumber. The headache this morning is by far the worst one in recent days, and you feel like something is <span class="mu-i">off</span>, but can’t place what. The last few months have been… Rough, between both your face job and the off the records one.
That bastard of a father of yours had been running you ragged with jobs lately, even ones that were downright… Petty. Including one in some coastal city, where the target wasn’t even a political one for one of his ‘allies’, just a teenager who had gotten in his way. It’s been a month and a half since taking on <span class="mu-i">that</span> Shadow and you’re still aching from it, though you’re certain it was properly dispatched.
Even with your curse resistance, the damn thing was hurting you with the Eigaons it was throwing around…
Glancing to your phone, you repress a groan. One target, likely hiding somewhere in that damn subway system, and orders to check in on several of his financers who had formed their own Palaces, just to gather more blackmail material. The deadline is the same day as the interview you’re giving that TV station next month, June 10th. More than enough time, even with your Detective Prince role taking up several days…
Fortunately, today is relatively free. Prosecutor Nijima hasn’t requested any of your services, nor have you received any other jobs that require you to present yourself as a detective. Watching the news as you get ready, you take in some of the recent events. That high school gym coach scandal seems to be losing steam with the new Madarame art exhibit starting today. Come to think of it, you did receive a ticket to that from a fan, for some reason..
