ℂ𝕝𝕠𝕒𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔻𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣 || Spy x Family Male Reader Insert

Chapter 4: Operation - Find A Wife

Westalis – Roca Roja Village
1930 Hours

The car stopped in front of a small wooden house. Saiman stepped out of his ride and closes the door shut. He then looks around, familiarizing himself with the surroundings.

The village was small and peaceful, but he sure would see more of its beauty when the sun rises. After admiring the houses, he entered his own home, which had been prepared by one of his contacts.

He walked to the living room, puts his hat on the couch then sat down, letting out a small sigh.

Three days have passed since his assassination on his previous partner. He had altered his appearance for the seventh time thanks to a friend of his, helping him slip through Westalis' watchful eyes.

The woman he killed wasn't his first parter though – he had seduced and left eight girls behind. He told them different stories about him, which were of course, lies.

He went to the television, turns it on, and goes back to his seat. The news broadcasts the recent killing of the Westalian girl. He picks up the remote and changed the channel – same report again.

Saiman switched channels again and again, until he came across an animated show called Spy Wars. He sighs and turns off the tv.

He was never interested in any of those shows, especially the animated one. He thought of that show as a pure and utter crap.

Three knocks on the door shattered the silence. Shortly after, an envelope slid under the door. Saiman got up, then went to the door to pick up the envelope. He grabbed the paper inside and read its contents.

Saiman crumples the paper. "The hell does he want now?"

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Berlint, Ostania – Royal Hotel, Floor 13
Room 1307
1940 Hours

Ding!

The bell rings as the elevator door slids open. Yor stepped out, wearing a form-fitting halter-style black dress that shows off her shoulders and cleavage, with a rose choker and a red rose pattern on the inside of her skirt.

The front of the skirt is mid-thigh length while the back of the skirt reaches below her knees. She also wears a pair of black thigh-high boots and black fingerless gloves.

The headband she wears is gold-colored with a rose and two spikes on each side. Her weapons are of the same color as well. She also wears this dress for formal occasions as it is her only good dress.

She didn't worry about her face being seen – they would be dead before they could say anything about her anyway.

The moment she stepped out from the elevator, the guards standing by in front of the door looked at her.

One of the guards spoke, "I'm sorry, lady. This floor is currently reserved for private use."

"Did someone order a girl?" The other guard asked.

The bald guy who was at the very back shrugged. "Dunno."

"I've heard that there's a traitorous scumbag is staying here." Yor said, her weapons already in her hands.

Before the guards could get the chance to take action, Yor already made her move and stabbed them to their vital points with such deadly efficiency. She kicked two of the men, sending them crashing to a shelf.

Inside, Vice Minister Brennan from the Auditing Department along with some other men were doing some sort of negotiation. They were alerted by the sound, prompting them to look at the door.