Preparing For A Festival

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(A/N: Going to be making this last a lot longer and things will be changed around too. The Festival will be a week instead of just a day. Enjoy!)

*Four months prior to the Harvest Moon Festival*

You hummed happily as you finished up with another client's errand, cleaning the blood off of your thin metal baton as you looked down at your handiwork. "Beaten to a pulp, check.~" You sing softly, before taking out your phone and snapping a picture of your latest victim. You check them over and take what was a valuable item from their hand; A wedding ring with a rather beautiful gold gemstone in the middle, a family heirloom or some shit like that.

Humming to yourself, you made sure that you got a few more pictures with good angles before you went to head back to your house. "This should be good pay. If not that fucker is going to be the one owing me double." You say, sending the photos to your client.

Not long after your phone rang, and you looked to see that it was your client themselves. "Yello~?"
You halfway listened to your client praising you, but you only perked up when you heard the familiar ding of money being added to your account, your tail swaying right behind you in a happy manner.

"Right right, great doing business with ya. And sorry for your loss ma'am." You and the client both laughed before you ended the call, as her target had been her husband.

Sliding your phone back into your pocket, you go to the local pawn shop to see just how much you can get for the ring. Considering you were a normal patron, the pawn shop owner greatly valued your trades. 

A burly male imp with a receding hairline and stubby horns shot up from behind the desk as he wiped away some grease on his shirt, chortling happily upon seeing that it was you.
"Ah,Y/N! Got something you wanna buy or sell today?"

"You know it Leo! I'm selling today." You say with a grin, holding the ring out to him. Leo was quick to snatch the ring and inspect it thoroughly, giving a rather big grin with at least three different gold teeth. "Whooo, you got me a real deal!"

Leo shined up the ring before opening his cash drawer, not having any problem with doing that in front of you because you were actually trustworthy.

You kept an eye out for the few other people in the shop, your tail swaying threateningly at an imp who was  looking a little too eager at the cash. "Here ya go, Y/N!"

You gave a happy grin as Leo was about to hand you over a good sum of money for the ring, your tail acting quickly to strangle the imp that was trying to get a quick give finger discount.

"Thanks, Leo. You're the best! I can get a decent meal tonight, and maybe even some good alcohol~!" You sing as you pocket the cash, making Leo laugh as he takes out a revolver to finish off the imp being strangled by your tail. "Maybe you'll get lucky tonight too. Go and get some good tail or two."

You shake your head and laugh, tossing the now dead imp out the front door before your tail returns to sway at your back. "Maybe, maybe. See you around, bud!"

Before you could even get around the corner with a pep in your step, your phone rings again. "Yup yup yup?" You ask, slightly annoyed but still in high hopes.

"Y/N, you sexy bitch, quit stealing my potential clients!" You stop as you hear the voice on the other end, a big grin appearing on your face. "Blitz, is that you? How'd you get my number?" You ask with an acidic and fake sugary tone, your tail swaying in much more annoyance.

"A lot of booger sugar and extra thick lube, how else do you think? Anyways! I didn't call for formalities, I need you to come to the office!"

You huff, looking up to the red sky. "And why should I do that?"

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