Code: Execute

Code: We Meet Again

It was a sunny day, and [Y/n] was happily typing away on her computer at her local cafe. But, what was she doing? Coding of course...

She sat by a window that was parallel to the busy street outside of the homely cafe. Today she had no meetings planned, so instead of her usual nice-skinny-jeans, short booties, and matching blouse, she was wearing her favorite hoodie, black leggings, and a pair of high-top converse. She looked like any normal person today, and not like a professional trying to sell their services.

Today, she was finishing up a quick test program for her request from the cafe. Creating programs such as these had become second nature to the girl. Her gift expedited what should be a multi-month project into as little as a week or two. What was once a curse, was now her single most valuable asset: her ability. It was her money-maker, her bread winner, her lifeline.

Without her gift, she wouldn't be able to buy her favorite drink for this cafe everyday, she wouldn't be able to help catch the criminals she had found evidence on, and she wouldn't be able to make the donations to various non-profits in the city, and she wouldn't be able to force money into a starving kid's pocket.

She smiled softly to herself as she thanked God for gifting her these abilities and allowing her to help others... Even that boy, Atsushi...

She crossed her arms over her chest as she ran the test program to catch any flaws in the current codes before thinking about the boy.

Had he found a place to sleep? He undoubtedly had nowhere specific to sleep... What if she took him in?  He seemed like a nice boy, and something about him-- No-- she couldn't keep her fish alive, and she barely kept her cat alive, she wouldn't be able to keep a whole human alive...

As if on cue, she caught sight of a boy with the same build, the same white choppy hair, and the same pale skin outside the window she was sitting beside. She saw the boy walking into an alley across the street with an orange-haired boy, a raven-hairs school-girl that she was overly familiar with two other teenagers, and a blonde woman with a simple bun atop her head. But something about that blonde didn't sit well with the [Y/n] for some reason...

She scowled to herself as she racked her brain to think of why that woman seemed familiar to her...

She brought a hand to her head as she thought long and hard on that woman. After around five minutes of hard contemplation, she gave up and said, "Code: Database Search."

She saw the screen flash to life in front of her as it ran facial recognition on all four individuals who had entered the alleyway with the young orphan.

She'd recognized the young raven-haired girl as Tanizaki Naomi from the Armed Detective Agency.  She'd often times delivered papers to her at the Agency for her to give to the President, but the red-head and the blonde were not familiar to her.

Her database chimed to signal its search had found information.

"Let's see what the cat dragged in-- shit!"

Her sudden exclamation warranted the attention of the cafe staff as she stood from her seat with a start and stared at the screen in front of her with worry on her face.

What the hell could he be doing with two interns at the Armed Detective Agency, and a port mafia gunner?!

She turned to the cafe owner, who was looking at her regular customer with a look of worry on her older face. "Anko-san, please get all the workers and customers away from the windows!"

Without a word opposition, the gray-haired woman barked out, "You heard her! Everyone get into the back now! What is going on though, [L/n]. Should I call the police?!"