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Hello.
The room was dark. it seemed like an office, desk in the middle, bookshelves on the wall, a chair behind the desk, a person on it.
The chair turned around dramatically, revealing a man, black shoulder length hair, kind of old, red scarf, and a cat, yellow slightly curly fur, pink bow tie, on the mans lap.
"Well hello dear viewers!" The man said, mouth curved into a mischievous smirk.
The cat jumped from his lap, onto the desk, and gloved for a moment, kanji swirling around it, before revealing a little girl, blonde wavy hair, likely European, bright blue eyes, red puffy dress, black striped stockings, red Mary Janes, and a red ribbon on her head, who just smiled playfully at the camera.
"I am Mori and this is my dear Elise" the now named man waved towards the girl, who was swinging her legs as she perched on his desk.
"And you see, Elise shoved me a stream the other day, and wouldn't you believe it? The agency's Weretiger and 35-murderess are streamers!" Mori laughed.
Elise sighed, sounding like a mother of four, before jumping off the desk and crossing her arms. "Rintaro sounds stupid while he laughs" she huffed.
"Elise!" Mori pouted.
The mentioned girl only laughed cruelly before walking off somewhere out of view.
Mori sighed dramatically and reached over his desk and ended the stream.
43 viewers and 50 likes.
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Now Chuuya wasn't one to question orders, but what the fuck is this?
Mori had sent him a paper containing all the details he needed to know about this 'project', as he had put it, and Chuuya had the impulse to storm into his office himself.
The port mafia, streaming?
Mori had ordered him to tell all lower members, worthy of remembering of course, (PS Q TOO!) to enroll to him so he can add them to the streaming channel.
It was an absurd tougth that Chuuya couldn't wrap his head around.
Streamers? The Mafia?
Sure he could see Higuchi or even Kajii starting to stream, in private duh, but he couldn't quite picture Ryuunosuke without laughing out loud.
Maybe he would tell goth makeup Tricks-
Snap out of it Nakahara! Put on your game face!
And with that Chuuya sent emails to the black lizards, their handlers, Kajii, kyuusaku, and maybe some Others that he would remember if the damn mackerel didn't come and annoy him (like usual).
And as he went to bed that nigth, there was only one tougth in his head.
Did Kyuusaku even have a phone?