Bullet #01

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BULLET #01:
AN ODD PAIR

[Hotarou Apartment, Kyoto] [09/22/2015]

Kurona's POV

"Kira, I can't go to school today due some circumstances. Please tell Maki-sensei that I have some emergency, alright?" I talked to Kira through my wireless earpiece.

"What!? Why!? Are you alright? Are you sick?!?"

"No, I'm not sick."

"Then your hurt! Did you get injured!?"

"No, I'm perfectly fine."

"So... your going on a date? *squeal* Who is it? Is he from our school!? Do we know him!?"

"Of course not, I'm pretty sure a date isn't worth skipping school."

"Others would do anything for love."

"We all have our own opinions... but you wouldn't really skip school for a date, right?"

"No way~"

"For some reason I don't believe you."

"Huh! What'd you say!?"

"Alright, alright. Gomen." (Sorry)

"Also if Baka-Ichigo is being an idiot - wait that's kinda hard, my bad. Let me rephrase it, if he's giving you a hard time, just give me call. I'll be there to beat some sense into him."

"Really? Your unbelievable."

"What! You never know, that might NOT happen."

"*sigh* What are you really going to do? Will you be alright?"

"I'll be fine. I just have some business to attend."

"Be careful. The world is a dangerous place, you know."

"Yes, mother. I'll be careful," I rolled my eyes.

"Make sure you don-"

"Okay, okay. Ja'ne," I hung up since her mother-hen mode is showing up again. (Commonly used when saying "later" or "see you later")

I placed my earpiece in my table before continuing my research.

I'm in front of my rectangular wooden table, with all my open laptops and tablets. It was getting a bit cramped since my apartments room wasn't that big.

I've been hacking in some records in Kyoto searching for people suitable for being a member, though I wasn't having any progress because of two reasons. Firstly; my current gadgets were not designed for this kind of stuff and secondly; I haven't found anyone that has reached my standards.

I know its kinda unreasonable, but I don't want any half-baked members.

Grrrrrrrrr~

It seem like my stomach wants some breakfast.

I went to the kitchen and made a simple sandwich, before bringing it with me to my room.

I went back to work.

~ 14 Minutes Later ~

"Ugh... I can't find one person that fits," I stared at my room's ceiling with irritation.

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