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Assassination Unit. ⇆ㅤ ||◁ㅤ❚❚ㅤ▷||ㅤ ↻
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Takeomi's Perspective. in the lounge of the room provided to me courtesy to the Haitani's, with black coffee and alcohol in the tea table, Hajime in front of me sipping his booze as he stared faraway through the glass pane with the sight of the busy district of Roppongi on his left.
"it's weird isn't it?" Kokonoi suddenly spoke and i stared at him in confusion.
"what?" i asked as i guided my cup of coffee to my lips, eyes staring at Hajime whom had a blush on his face.
dude, you just sipped a drop, why the fuck do you look so drunk?
"Sanzu's still not here." he said, sighing. "usually, when alcohols are served anywhere near he'd be here even before you open the lid."
"who said i wasn't?" i almost spilled by coffee when Sanzu suddenly pops his head behind the couch Hajime was sitting at.
"what the fu -how did you get here?" i asked as i wiped my mouth using the tie around the collar of my shirt.
Haruchiyo smiled and jumped to take a seat besides Kokonoi, the couch creaked for a bit. "i'm a Malinois, Takeomi."
"i'm your older brother, Haru'. speak more with respect." i scolded and he ignored it, instead he reached for the bottle of booze and drank from it. "ugh." i groaned and pinched my brows.
