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POV: [she/her + manga spoiler + slight spice?]

 Bang! Bang bang!! 

"Fk! Where is she?!" Sanzu scowled while reloading his gun, taking cover behind a wall. 

"Shut up and focus, you addict!! Take the guy to the right!" Rindou yelled back, running out to shoot a guy in the head. One was down, but a dozen more to go. 

"You didn't forget to give her the payment, right Kokonoi?" Ran asked with a nervous smile, breaking a sweat with all the close calls he dodged.

"No! Of-fking-course not!! Agh, I swear if she's sleeping in-!" Kokonoi was saying when they heard an unpleasant noise creeping up behind them.

With the already-burdensome amount of men they faced on their front, the addition of a dozen more behind was not a good sign. They were surrounded. 

"Fk," Sanzu frustrating sighed, getting up from the ground. "Well, looks like this is our graves, motherfkers. To think I have to share it with the likes of you." 

"Stop lying to yourself, Sanzu," Ran scoffed, walking up to stand beside the rest. "You're inwardly glad you're not dying alone, aren't you?" 

"Hah?! The fk you on about, trash!!" 

Rindou pushed back the lashing madman from his brother and said, "Now's not the time to fight, is it? And watch who you call trash, crackhead." 

Before the three could go at it amongst themselves, Kokonoi quickly stepped in and sighed.

"Break it up, and put down your guns," he instructed, to which the three complied. They had noticed the change in air, just as Kokonoi did a while back.

"She's here." 

Bang!! 

On cue with Kokonoi's sentence, the guy that lead the army of men got his brains busted out of his skull. As soon as he collapsed on the floor, the guy next to him was shot just the same. Then the guy next, and next, and next... 

When a good two-thirds of the men were delivered to hell in the matter of seconds, the rest got their shit together and made a run for it. In no way were they fighting Bonten without their leader, especially with her on their side. 

"Where are we going, boys~?"A chilling voice, dripping with danger echoed through the facility. Rhythimic clicks of leveraged boots sent all the men cowering, freezing on stop. There stood their nightmare, their goddess and executioner. 

"(Y/n)." 

Before you turned to answer Kokonoi's call, you swiftly turned the guns in your hands and eliminated the rest of the men. A few foolishly tried to take you on by close-range, but they wished they hadn't when you kindly shredded them with a short knife. 

Within only a minute, all that was left was blood and guts, and you, standing on top of them with a smile. 

"Yes, Koko?" you answered, a tad bit late. 

The four Bonten deputies calmly stared, not speaking or moving for a frame. They weren't shocked; they were used to this picture, and you butchering everything in your way. 

Each had different expressions, but with one thing in common; possessiveness. 

"I'm assuming you were satisfied with your pay?" Koko asked, being first to move towards you.

"Why yes," you agreed, crossing your arms with a smirk. "You were quite generous. If not, I would've left you guys to die."

"You couldn't do that, dear," Ran said, approaching you with a sly smile. "Not with me in the group." 

Click. 

"Dare to test it, honey?" you smiled back, nudging Ran's forehead with the gunpoint. "Just because I like your "night business" doesn't mean I like you. Learn the difference and come back, next class." 

"Pfft!" Sanzu laughed, grabbing his stomach to make Ran frown. "That's right, you failure. Go back and study your as off! Don't worry, I'll do the rest of your "night work" with (y/n)." 

"You had one too many pills, duchbag," Rindou cut in, boldly going in to backhug you. "If brother's suspended, then obviously I'm the one next in line. Right, (y/n)?" 

"Says the one that wears a teddy-bear pajama," Ran muttered, making his brother burst red in embarrassment. 

As the siblings and Sanzu started bickering like World War 3, the only adult of the group (Kokonoi) leaned closer to you. 

"So, did you consider the exclusive contract we offered you?" he asked with a business smile.

Taking off your bloody gloves for a new pair, you snickered, "No. Not with the 3 other exclusive offers from Toman, Valhalla, and Brahman." 

The sentence was enough to drain all emotions from the four male's faces. Bonten's rival gangs were moving faster than their expectations. 

"How much did they offer you? We'll double, no. Triple the pay of the highest bidder," Kokonoi attempted, which you coldly ignored. 

Checking all your gears before putting them in their respectful places, you walked over to the entrance and hopped on the bike you brought. Before putting on your helmet, you glanced at the four and stated, 

"No need. I enjoy this mercenary work, more than a dedicated soldier." Sliding on your helmet, you finished your sentence. "Now then, see you around boys. And don't do drugs."

With that, you dashed off into the horizon, disappearing as quickly as you came. The four were left to gaze in the direction you left before Kokonoi spoke up in a serious tone. 

"Call Izana and tell him. We have competition for her." 

They didn't intend in loosing their best assassin to their rivals, comrades, or enemies. By their wish, you would one day be theirs - but not as a mercenary nor a soldier. 

"Queen will be ours." 

The crown lays in your hand. 

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For this, Bonten's top is Izana, while Toman has Mikey and Brahma with Senju. Y/n is a hired assassin that works for whoever pays well.