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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

Kojurou found the blade of her Kagune pointed at him, the tip dripping with Masamune’s blood as she tossed aside the severed Kagune. She didn’t speak this time though, only stared at Kojurou briefly before turning and escaping up onto the roof.
 
Megohime tore her eyes from Masamune, pulling her phone out to contact CCG headquarters and request forensics to collect the body, the growing crowd of people around them starting to take pictures and even videos of the corpse on the ground.
 
It didn’t take long for forensics to arrive and cordon off the area around the body, which was placed in a body bag before being carted away. Megohime wasn’t one to smoke while working, but even she needed to break that rule while the scene was being processed.
 
Megohime took a short drag before flicking the ash on the end to the side. “A guy I went to the academy with was just tortured to death because of me.” She answered shortly, letting out a sharp sigh. “No, I’m not,”
 
“Why did you stop that ghoul.” Megohime asked. “It could’ve taken care for the ghoul problem we have.”
 
He was quiet, not really knowing how to answer. Why did he stop the ghoul? Maybe he felt bad for Masamune in a way. He wasn't entirely sure. "I don't know..." He muttered.
 
Megohime flicked her cigarette onto the ground before stepping on it to make sure it was out. “Well, it’s over with now, so let’s just get back to the office.”
 
Amaya had been gone for several days now, almost a week with no word from her and it was starting to become worrying. Her phone went straight to voicemail and her bank had been closed out and social medias deleted. It was as if someone had come along and wiped any traces of her ever existing.
 
"It's so odd," Akihime frowned, "I've done all the digging and searching I could and I haven't been able to find out anything." She looked up at Yukimura with sad eyes; she had volunteered to try and find Amaya when Sasuke wouldn't, the ginger only hiding in his room.
 
Yukimura himself had been out on foot looking for Amaya, but had found no sign of her at all. “I’ve also come up empty handed… If she truly is a Dove, then there’s little more we can do until she shows herself again.”
 
Yukimura ran his fingers through his hair, scratching his head. “I haven’t been able to get much out of Sasuke, but all he said was that even he couldn’t find anything on Amaya.. I don’t blame you for not being able to find anything either.”
 
Yukimura shook his head. “Please don’t worry yourself, you’ve done all that you can, and I’m grateful.”
 
She made a noise and nodded, "Hai..."
"Akihime." She froze, eyes wide before shooting up to look at Yukimura, before slowly turning. Mitsunari was making his way toward her, face hard set as always.
"A-Ah...I-Ishida-sousakan..." Yukimura could smell the fear pour from her as she tried to stand still.
 
Yukimura did his best to not tense up when Mitsunari approached them, turning to glance at Akihime’s partner. There was no running now, and he couldn’t just leave Akihime like that.
 
"Did you need something?" Akihime asked nervously. Mitsunari stared at her before looking at Yukimura briefly. It felt like he was searching Yukimura's soul before his attention returned to his sister.
"You've been behaving rather strangely recently, and I discovered that you've been researching for one Oda Amaya." He stated. Akihime felt hot and cold all at once as her anxiety flared.
 
“Ah, please don’t blame Akihime, she was helping me try to find my adoptive sister- she recently went missing!” Yukimura said, hoping to try and mitigate the brunt of Mitsunari’s intensity.
 
His attention returned to Yukimura right away.
"You're aware that your adopted sister is a dyke, aren't you?"
"Mitsunari!!" Akihime blurted out in anger before she could catch herself.
 
Yukimura flinched at the word like he had been hit in the face, staring in confusion. “I don’t appreciate the language you’re using, nor do I understand why you’re saying it, but I’ll have to ask you to not repeat such vulgar things.” He said, brows knit in a scowl.
 
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