Izanami

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"So, how did you end up joining Tokyo Manji Gang? I didn't even know they had female members!" Hina approaches the girl sitting to the side by herself.

The girl pulls out a sucker from her pocket, and puts it in her mouth, ignoring Hina's question.

"Don't take it personal. Iza doesn't talk much." Emma explains, sitting next to her.

"Yeah, you have more luck getting punched in the gut than her speaking a word to you." Chifuyu tilts his head back.

"Are you Japanese?" Takemichi blurts out, looking at her intently.

Every Toman member present goes silent, and the tension begins to rise.

The girl turns her head, meeting Takemichi's curious gaze. She narrows her eyes, looking at him up and down.

"Hey, Izanami, knock it off, or I'll have to teach you some manners." Mikey yells. Izanami looks up at him, and scoffs, rolling her eyes.

"I joined the Toman because I liked the uniform." She shrugs.

"Huh??" Takemichi and Hina say simultaneously.

"I knew the uniform would look good on me." She stands up. Takemichi's cheeks begin to turn pink as he notices how well the uniform suited her.

Izanami was a mid-sized girl. She had nice curves, really tan skin, bright honey-colored eyes, and a beautiful complexion. All though in some eyes she was perfect. The majority of her childhood was full of insults and constant bullying because of her appearance.

"I'm half Japanese." She says, getting closer to Takemichi.

She takes the sucker out of her mouth, and leans down, putting her arms on opposite sides of him. His eyes stay up, as her cleavage hangs right in front of his face.

"Y mitad Mexicana." She whispers.
[translation: "and half Mexican."]

Takemichi falls back, becoming even more red than he was before. Even Hina begins to blush, as she notices Izanami's bust.

"I have a test in the morning. I'm out of here." She exhales, standing straight, and putting the sucker back in her mouth. The sound of her boots echoes as she leaves

"Why did she even bother showing up if she wasn't gonna to stay?" Peh-yah shakes his head.

"She actually talked this time. She's growing up!" Emma squeals.

"Did she actually just join for the uniform?" Hina asks puzzled.

"Yup," Draken answers.

"I changed up her design to fit her though. Some of my best work," Mitsuya adds.

"What, what was that she said? I couldn't understand her." Takemichi looks over at Draken.

Draken turns his head to Mikey, who rolls his eyes.

"She said she's half Mexican. She's been a member for 2 years... How have none of you picked up the basics?" Mikey sighs.

"Iza speaks Spanish and Japanese fluently. Mikey is her personal translator," Emma explains.

"He started learning after she finally joined." Emma quietly whispers, leaning in to Takemichi and Hina.

"That explains her complexion!" Hina acknowledges.

"Yeah, she's absolutely gorgeous! I wish I could look like her. She has bigger boobies and killer curves," Emma sighs as she looks down at her bust.

"Enough," Mikey cuts her off.

"I didn't call this meeting to talk about Izanami's boobs. We need to figure out some things, and make final decisions."

And with that, Takemichi had finally met Aihara Izanami. One of the most important members. The person who was destined to kill Kisaki.