CH_7.26 (244)
"Make sure to enjoy yourself, okay?" Aranai said to Ryoya, his genin subordinate. He had been lucky to get a team of three genin to help him sell drugs; there were people with sticks up their asses who didn't appreciate the spirit of entrepreneurship or ever have fun.
"Yes, sir," said Ryoya. He looked slightly uncomfortable due to the timing and the people who had gotten sick from their drugs, but Aranai could see that he was excited about getting laid after hearing all about Chinatsu from him.
"Remember, the chick you'll be sleeping with is new, so if you play it right, she'll do everything you ask for," Aranai put his arm around Ryoya's neck as they entered the townhouse. "We're here!" he announced the moment he was through the door.
Like always, Jimii was sitting in the living room, waiting to welcome them. There was something about the pimp which always bothered Aranai—he didn't know what it was, but he creeped him out. During their first meeting, Jimii had barged into their room in the club without permission. And everytime he was done with Chinatsu, the pimp had a strange look on his face which he could never place. It wasn't jealousy or anger, but he could never place it.
Jimii got up from his couch with two glasses of whiskey and passed them over.
"Welcome gentlemen, everything's ready for your pleasure."
"This is Ryoya, he's a trusted confidant," said Aranai and noticed Ryoya perked up. Good, he thought—he wanted Ryoya to think he trusted him.
Aranai took out a stack of cash and handed it to Jimii, who promptly counted it on the spot like always
"After so many times you still don't trust me?" asked Aranai, cursing the money-grubber in his mind.
"Trust has nothing to do with it, Master Aranai." Jimii pocketed the money and clapped his hands for two of Chinatsu's handmaidens to walk into the room. He looked at Ryoya. "Master Ryoya, please follow her. She'll take you to Lady Boa... please enjoy your time."
Ryoya looked shy until Aranai slapped him on his back and a lecherous smile sprouted on his face.
Aranai laughed, "Go enjoy yourself."
He himself followed the other girl and checked her out. He smiled as he reached for her ass and grabbed the soft buns. She immediately slapped his hand and glared at him, but that only made him snicker.
He raised the whiskey glass, smelled it to check if it was safe, before downing it one swig.
It was time to blow off some steam.
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.a sat in the dark closet room focusing his mind for the genjutsu he had to cast when he heard the door open and Iori lead Aranai into the room. He opened his eyes and focused his hearing into the room. Chinatsu welcomed Aranai in and dismissed Iori.
"Go have a shower, I'll join you soon," Chinatsu said, giggling.
He took in a breath and smelled the incense Chinatsu burned for the ambiance.
"You're heavy, master," she said with a strained laugh. "Are you tired?"
'Tired' was the codeword.
The moment she said that word, Takuma heard the bedroom room slam open with footsteps rushing. Iori was going to put prisoner seals on Aranai under the watchful eyes of Gaku and Kameko, who were ready to cut him down if he made any suspicious moves.
Half a minute later, the genjutsu broke because prisoner seals restricted Aranai's chakra.
"It's done," Iori's voice made Takuma's shoulder sag in relief. They had captured an enemy chunin. This was quite possibly the biggest breakthrough they had since their arrival in the city.
But he became focused just as quickly as he had relaxed. He walked out of the closet and headed towards Anko's room to see if they had captured the genin. The mission wasn't over until they had both shinobi captured and transported out of the townhouse to the site they planned to imprison them. The door to her room was open, and Daiki and Rikku weren't in the corridor. He sneaked in a glance and saw the trio standing around the bed with the Hidden Frost genin knocked out on the bed.
"It's done, I guess," Takuma said, entering the room.
"You too?" asked Anko.
He nodded.
"Let's get them out of here then."
After Iori put the prisoner seal on the genin, Daiki and Rikku took him away as planned. Takuma picked up the chunin in a body bag over his shoulder and looked at the rest of the team who were going to clean up the house and stay for a while before leaving. They knew that people would come asking about the two missing shinobi and their plan was to tell a story where they waited for the duo to arrive, and returned home when they never did.
"Take care," said Anko.
Takuma nodded and was about to leave when he noticed Chinatsu standing on the second floor corridor from the living room on the ground floor. She had dark finger marks around her neck and arms. He knew how much stronger a shinobi was than a civilian, and could only imagine what it was like to have someone overwhelmingly more powerful in control—especially if that someone liked it rough.
"You did a great job," he said to her. "We wouldn't have been able to accomplish this without you."
Despite the bruises and marks over her body, she smirked. "I know."
Takuma gave her a smile before walking out of the townhouse and disappearing into the shadows.
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