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ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

She nodded, wishing she hadn’t gotten so drunk as she headed back inside. She washed up in the bathroom, one of the guys giving her their jacket so she could throw away her bloody shirt.
 
Amaya felt guilty, looking down at the water in her hands, an uncomfortable silence falling over them. “You’re wanting to know about Franco, aren’t you?”
 
Yeah, that was fair. “He was one of my clients before I joined the guild. Franco wanted that deal we had again and wouldn’t take no for an answer.”
 
“He paid my rent and I fucked him when he wanted.” Amaya said, keeping her eyes on Sasuke’s shadow.
 
She was anxious about his reaction, but he didn’t seem to have much of one. “I wish it was.. he was in a gang last I remember.” Amaya said. “Low ranked, but the gang had some big fish in it.”
 
“Yeah, sorry about that.” She figured he wouldn’t be too bothered by her past, but she still wasn’t thrilled to have to share it. “Guess we’re going under the radar for a while?”
 
She let out a soft sigh. “I figured.” Looking up at the sky she wished she could enjoy being drunk instead of trying to sober up.
 
Amaya helped Sasuke dispose of the body, regrouping with the rest of the group and heading home.
The next morning, despite being hung-over, she headed to the guild. Disguising herself with a baseball cap and hoodie to stand out less, she headed to see if Mitsunari could give her any information on Franco’s outfit.
 
“Wish I was hiding from you, sadly I don’t think I could.” She joked back. “Ishida available?” She asked.
 
Amaya shook her head. “Don’t worry about it, I’m just here on personal business today, I know the way.”
 
Amaya headed to Mitsunari’s office, knocking on his door and announcing herself. “Got some time? I need a favor.” She called through the door.
 
"Amaya?" Mitsunari called before she heard him make his way to the door. It pulled open and he had to squint to see her clearly, "Come in. What did you need?"
 
She took off her hat and hood, moving inside. “I was wondering if you were still keeping tabs on someone in particular, just need some information on a guy.”
 
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