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"Here we go... again."

Akari sighs, exasperated and tired. He couldn't believe that they had to actually call him for another 'clean-up duty'.

It was really pissing him off.

The young male sighs once more as he takes off into the dark, clutching his jacket sleeves so tight that he swore he felt them tearing. He unwillingly trudges himself back to the building, taking in the interior as he steps in.

" How are you, lad?" The security guard greets, and Akari forces out a smile. "I'm fine, thanks." He replies, trying his best not to be rude. The security guard smiles back at him and continued his duty.

"Why'd they even have to call me in?" Akari mumbles under his breath, his voice under a whisper. As the elevator floors go up, he looks out of the window.

The bright lights of Paris come into view and he smiles. "I'm glad I finally came here." Akari quietly stated, a soft ding following afterwards.

He sucks in a short breath before exiting the elevator, forcing out a smile as he sees his boss. "Madame?" He says and his boss starts talking.

It was clear that she just taken plastic surgery a few days before and Akari cringes at the thought.

"Congratulations, Mr Ji. You have earned your promotion." She smiles, her lips pursed into a forced and vague smile.