“Welcome to the Hakata Inn.” The woman greeted in a kimono lined with pearl-colored butterflies.
“Ah so? Where’s the bar? I need a drink.” He lowered his glasses showing the brown eyes with the slicked back hair. “You don’t look too shabby. How about one with me?”
“I usually don’t drink with customers.” She snickered. “It is better to be a greeter.”
“I’ll drop fifty for your services.” He boasted, showing the cash in front of her.
“Fine.” She bowed her head forward, pointing to the next in line to greet guests.
The dimly lit room was usually occupied during the peak hours after the usual arrival times but with the special accommodations, it was hard to allow a person to come in during their closing hours when she clattered in with the bartender with the long, chestnut- colored hair wiping the glasses. Walking up to the table in the back, she pointed the finger up to the bartender as she started the drink. Reaching into the pocket, she found the vial and poured into one glass. Filling it up as usual, the bartender shot a glance when the man walked up to the bar.
“Like the face. Why you look so angry?” He teased.
“I wanted to know how much you were willing to pay for the drink. Chihiro is quite ditzy so I was trying to track her down.
“Oh the expensive one, cutie.” He sneered. “Get her one too.”
Her smile slid to the other side of the face when Chihiro walked up and passed the drink over to him before grabbing hers. “Come back to the seat, you’ve had a long ride.”
“Natsu! You got everything… refilled?” The voice called out when seeing the customer with Chihiro. “What is she doing?”
“He was the guy who laid down money for the prime suite with the large hot spring pond.” Natsu informed her. “I need more sake, Aoi.”
“Ah sure.” She nodded, returning to the back as Natsu turned to the two in the dimmest part of the room.
He watched the first sip and timed it with the stop watch. Natsu turned back and turned on the sound system with the enka blasting through the room. She sighed upon the fact that she had to give up premium whiskey to the guy but upon striking the three minute mark, she forced a grin. Chihiro laid him on his back, showing the frustration to remove the button with his body convulsing before turning onto the floor to continue the process when Aoi walked out to see the body slowly turning stiff.
“He asked for the good whiskey?” Chihiro asked.
“Yeah.” Natsu quipped, staring upon the body.
“This is horrible.” She moaned.
“Watered down thirty-five. He didn’t pay up front.” Natsu reported, kicking the body.
“Want me to call Madoka?” Aoi questioned when they nodded in unison.
Natsu hovered over the body and slipped her hand into the pocket to grab the items from the location. She scooped it up, placing it into a bag upon the chance she had before the stern-faced woman with her blue jumpsuit walking in with Aoi behind her. Taking the bag to the back, she opened the computer to the template uploaded on the screen before changing the name on the title line and printing it out. Natsu turned to the drawers behind her and slipped on the black gloves as usual. Folding the letter into the self-adhesive envelope, she turned back to the computer to type in the address and printing it out on the label before pasting it onto the item.
She pushed the item through the slit as Madoka had seen it slide into the tray while she held the scissors in her hand cutting down the seam of his pants through the underwear. Aoi viewed from the other side from a distance while Madoka had turned back and slipped on the red apron with her goggles on top of her head, slid it down as she revved up the mechanical saw. Cutting through the flesh and tendons, Aoi grew amazed by that fact before catching it in the bucket below.
Madoka slipped off the items before moving the item to a faucet to wash it and admired the work closely with a smile. Placing it into the clear bag, she found the wandering eyes to view what was being possessed.
“Is it necessary?” Aoi asked.
“It’s part of the job.” Madoka informed her. “We have to be thorough.”
“Here’s the box.” Aoi pointed upon the construction when Madoka shook her head.
“You have to always remember to not have any fingerprints on them.” She growled, wiping off the exterior with the rag.
“I had gloves on when I put it together.” Aoi argued when she finished the cleaning of the holder.
Inserting it, they found the address sticker and pasted it onto the side with the letter added. Closing the flaps on the table by twisting it, they rolled out the platform to the back with the other two waiting as it loaded into the car. The men nodded before driving off to Aoi and Madoka as they returned inside to the bar where the rest of the team was sitting by the bar.
“Lucky he didn’t go upstairs.” The blonde woman, Anna, smiled when she turned to the other woman.
“I didn’t mind as much because it would have been cleaner to dispense the body.” The raven-haired woman, Sakura, rolled her eyes. “I guess elegance works over sex appeal.”
“You guys have to stop it.” Chihiro snickered. “It is part of our job.”
“The mail person should be here soon so I’ll head to the mail area.” Madoka reported, walking off as Natsu glanced around.
“I’ll clean up the mess he made and our split should be quite hefty.” Natsu snarled when she had seen the figure in the front with her arms crossed and glaring at the crowd.
“Tamashiro Masahiro.” The voice breathed. “Good work.”
“What do you really expect that all are pedophiles?” Natsu scoffed at the figure.
“Easier to attract them like a moth to a light, Matsuoka.” The voice informed her. “What else is up?”
“Nothing else Sashihara, we just have to look around to clean up the scum Tokyo had left behind. Maybe Osaka needs a task force.” Natsu answered with the shrill when she approached the bar.
“The only thing is… Tokyo has been in serious trouble since finding most of the police officers have been in the bribe game. That’s why we work how we work although setting up the drivers wasn’t a good thing too so you guys have to pick up shop and head back to base.” Sashihara informed her.
“I’ll call in my superior and we’ll be back by sun down.” Natsu nodded with the ears perked up had gotten the message, leaving Madoka to get the relay from Aoi as they started the cleanup work from the trap.
Bleaching out the blood from the back was the hardest and with the front wiped of the attempts given of their cover would be exposed until the end when the smell filled the room. Scrubbing down the area, the pickup part was the easiest when they threw the items into the dumpster and walked into the car where the last member had sat with her body resting in the seat.
“Haruppi got the easiest job.” Chihiro snickered.
“I had to do it because Sasshi sed so.” She slurred. “If I wasn’t there, it would be hard to know if the guy had come or not.”
They all nodded in unison when the elder woman stepped in with her phone. She murmured the few words before hanging up to glare upon their eyes when the car drove out. She glanced outside before letting a breath out.
“The direct orders is to cease our operations. We got our message through and we need to go back to headquarters to see what the deal is for the time being.” Sasshi reported. “Simply it may involve going a bit deeper.”
The words caught them by surprise although the torture tactic was enough for them in the interim although timing would have been better if they could clean it out although they saw the black cars surround them. Sasshi scoffed upon the tactic when the phone call came through to her as she pressed the phone up to the ear. Surprisingly they created a box along the freeway when she got off and scanned the outside again.
“It’s protection. Midnight we are heading to Tokyo to seek out the truth.” She informed the group as the long ride was ahead and dozed off with the images still within their minds.
The five forces were working in tandem in the separate areas, wanting more with their stretched out resources. The local police weren’t the issue as much as the upper branches had been wiped out of the people, given to the newly trained members who participated through a program that sought them out through various ways most were cash strapped people from broken families, easy to peel them off but hard to get them away from the program as it slowly grew to the syndicate. Sasshi had been responsible for gathering them giving them a good group but with the seven, it was the cream of the crop she could show off when they entered into the tunnel before taking the sharp right to the closed off section of the road.
“I’ll keep you guys informed of anything that pops up.” She waved before entering further into the darkness as the separate pods had led them to their white rooms with the closets filled of clothing needed on missions.
The rare find was the black suits each had tailored to their bodies and used on the official business when they saw an envelope on the different parts of the plane with a note to carry the badge and weapon in the carry on at all times. Covering the bases, they set their clocks for the alarm before departing as they shut their eyes for the moment.