Chapter 29: Natasha's day off 1

Chapter 29: Natasha's day off 1

Mark Jasin, a mean-looking dirty-blonde man, was currently loading his van with... goods.

Of course, a sensitive operation like this required a place without surveillance cameras and witnesses so he was in an empty dark alleyway.

Despite the Magician Families not putting much stock in the technology, they kept up with its advancements in the world, if only to know how to avoid being found out. Every year, more and more spells that obscured even the newest surveillance technology came out... but Mark was smart. He knew the best way to avoid these was to simply not be in their vicinity.

As he finished with his job, and his van was finally full, Mark stretched out, "Fucking finally." He grumbled and clicked his tongue.

But as he was about to turn around...

"Mark Jasin?"

An even female voice called him out from behind him, making him freeze for a second.

It didn't last long and Mark sighed, secretly preparing a body enhancement spell. But considering he was recognized, it was probably someone from another Magician Family, in which case there was no problem. The families had an unspoken rule to not meddle with each other's business as long as all regulations were upheld.

"Yeah?" He irritably said as he turned around to look at the nuisance who-

Only for his eyes to widen as he came face to face with the barrel of a gun.

His mind couldn't even process what was going on, barely registering a shine of crimson hair belonging to the woman as she pressed the trigger, and Mark's brain splattered on the backdoor of his van, his body flopping back, sliding down on the backdoor until his posterior hit the ground.

Not even his weak magical artifact that provided basic shielding capable of stopping ordinary bullets was any help against the enchanted bullet that tore through his head before disintegrating itself the second it stopped.

The woman glanced at the dead body leaning on the van with indifference and turned around, raising her hood over her head and walking away as if nothing happened.

...

"Would you like some wine?" Jacob Jasin, the second son of Jason Jasin, asked the woman sitting opposite him.

She was a great find! When he woke up today he would have never thought to catch himself a pretty and young redhead like this but here he was, in a fancy restaurant on a date.

Grimacing a bit, he put the glass of wine back on the table and took the napkin, putting it in front of his lips as he gently coughed into it before putting it back next to his platter as he smiled at the enamored girl.

But

Suddenly the redhead in front of him showed a horrified expression and Jacob didn't understand why... until he felt something wet streaming down his lips and chin.

He looked down and blinked in confusion as he discovered the napkin into which he coughed just a moment ago was now full of blood his blood!

He was bleeding from his nose, blood falling onto his expensive trousers, dirtying them!

He didn't even have enough time for the realization to seep in as the paralyzing pain suddenly came, making his eyes go wide in agony as he clutched at his neck and his body refused to move according to his will...

Despite everything, Jacob's brain still worked somewhat well and he instantly understood how he was poisoned. His head snapped after the waitress who poured him the wine...

But it was too late and his head uselessly flopped onto the table mid-motion, a furious glare etched into his expression as his lifeless eyes stared at the back of the brown-haired woman who was passing through the door leading to the kitchen, casually taking her bow tie off.

The last thing passing through Jacob's head before he passed away were her chillingly cold emerald eyes that looked at him in complete apathy and disinterest as she poured him the wine.

If only he didn't disregard it...

And then, the chaos erupted, as the cute but naive young redhead, who unknowingly escaped her cruel fate thanks to the timely intervention of an assassin, started to scream her throat out in horror and the people around noticed that someone had died.

Hard times were coming for this particular restaurant...

Alas, it was owned by the fourth Jasin brother so... all according to the plan?

---

Author Note:

The second brother not seeing through Natasha's disguise is not a plot hole. It will be explained later so hold your horses.