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Pink Clouds And A Wife. ⇆ㅤ ||◁ㅤ❚❚ㅤ▷||ㅤ ↻
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Narrator's Perspective. Sunday, two weeks after the escape and the reveal to the public. the place was now genuinely clean, thanks to Kenji and Fyodor being germaphobe buddies, the premises is now hygienic. the neighbors doesn't suspect a thing, that was thanks to the walls surrounding the house, preventing anyone from eavesdropping to Bonten. the pool, to which Haruchiyo claimed to have a crocodile residing in it, now sparkled clean in blue and lime marbled floor. the windows were now web-clean, no spiders could be suspected to live within. now, transactions to the outside was quite difficult, so Bonten agreed to officially merge with Navi and help them negotiate to people outside through some of their members. the grass on the lawn were trimmed for convenience, the shattered glass littered on the garden now replaced with a small farm of tomatoes. Fyodor loves homemade ketchup.
the wind was neutral, like the sound of harp stings being plucked to Hera for relaxation and entertainment, the kind of tune that would put even Zeus to sleep. (Y/N) was preparing herself, wearing the shirt she got from Takeomi the other day after some lewd gesture, the shades she respectfully borrowed from Kakucho and the cash she got from Hajime. she was still dazzling as ever, blood-drooling even, a goddess of hell, with her lips as red as the logo of Netflix, skin as vibrant as a baby, hair as tidy as the bouquet of flowers she usually received form her unknown suitors. she was planning on going out, to compose a plan to revive the fear in Bonten's name since the other organizations began to assert their dominance in the black market once Bonten members identity began to be publicize. She intended to go out and remind those people who is above them, who is superior, who makes the law, and who is in charge of the power. because they appear to have forgotten that Bonten isn't intimidated by anything, not even God itself, thus the law and their identities being disclosed aren't a deterrent to them being the one on top.
