Pure business

Fujii drags Retsu out of the ring, having gotten tired from having him over his shoulder, he decides to drag Retsu on the ground; not too long after that, he passes by Hakari who doesn't look pleased.

"So you wanna explain what that was?" Hakari asks, standing in front of Fuji to block his path. 

"Oh. Don't mind me, this guy has two-and-a-half million yen on his head. So, I came to collect it." Fuji says nonchalantly as Hakari walks closer, stopping right up in his face.

"I could care less about whatever it is you're doing to his body. I'm talking about that cursed spirit you used. You know the rules and what happens if you break them." He says, letting his cursed energy fluctuate. 

"So, what about it? Do you really want to do this with me right here, right now?" Fuji says with a small grin while looking Hakari right in the eye. A small "tch" sound is all he gets out of Hakari as he looks around the stage.

'There are only a couple hundred people here.' Hakari thinks, then sighs. "Naw. If I'm going to fight you, I'll have to set up a scripted match. Let people know ahead of time." Kinji steps back and begins to walk away. 

"Oh, right. Figured I should let you know. I'm going to be leaving the city tomorrow. You won't see me for a while." Fuji says as he continues to drag retsu by the collar of his shirt and out of the building.

After a little struggle of dragging Retsu down the stairs for a good twenty minutes, Fuji grabbed a ride and stopped at a nice furnished building around three stories tall. Upon walking inside he is immediately greeted by a secretary; a charming woman, seemingly in her early to mid twenties. 

"Hi there. How may I help you today, sir? Are you here to pick up or drop off?" She asks, eyeing Fuji's body, showing even through his oversized sweatshirt. 

"Hm?" Looking towards the voice Fuji sees the woman, her hair, being a light blue with green tips, being the first thing that catches his attention. "Well, Miss. I'm here to drop off and maybe even pick up something if you know what I mean." He says, adding with a wink. "Hopefully if all goes well, I'll have a place to stay before leaving tomorrow." He thinks walking past the secretary who blushes softly at his words, walking to the stairs he looks back. "Hey, when I come back down, wanna give me your number?" He asks as the secretary nods with a red face. He thinks 'Looks like things went smoothly.' Fuji walks up the stairs while carrying Retsu in a bag, obviously having air holes in it. If he were dead, he wouldn't get the full pay. 

He pauses as he reaches the top of the stairs. "I should've gotten her name." He sighs, "Dad has rubbed off on me." After a minute of thinking he looks forward before checking his phone. "Room 25…" looking back up at the room number he puts his phone away and walks in and is greeted with the sight of people in a multitude of different colored outfits along with people in suits. The ones in suits work here, they're the ones who check out the body and distribute the money. The other more colorful folks are other hunters that don't care for the money, they just seek the thrill of murder, money is just the cherry on top for them. 

"Howdy, good sir." A man in a cowboy outfit says, a gun in a holster on his hip. "Say, who's that you got there?" He asks, eyeing the bag. 

"It's none of your business, Ralf." Fuji says as he walks past the cowboy.

"Aw, don't be like that Fushiguro, come on tell me who's in the bag." He pleads, meeting no response as Fuji walks away. "Wait no, come back Yumekui I promise I didn't mean to bother ya!" He shouts as Fuji ignores him and walks into a conference room.

"Greetings Fushiguro. How have you been?"A woman in all black asks, her skin reflecting the sun shining through the window like snow. 

"Nothing Echidna. Just here to make a drop off and get paid. You know." 

"Ah. Yes, I do" she says as she as she calls for some tea. "Please sit down for a little. Have some tea with me." She says calmly as a woman comes in with a tray holding two cups, a teapot and biscuits. "So…" She pauses, waiting for her cup to fill before taking a sip and continuing. "How have you been Fushiguro?" She asks before taking another sip of her tea.

"All good. Just the usual city bouncing and killing." He says as he takes a sip of the tea. 'Bleh. It's too warm.' He thinks before putting the cup down and moving it aside. "For today's bounty I have Kaiou Retsu." He says, tossing the bag on the big table between the two.

"And where did you find him?" She asks, pulling the bag down and examining the body.

"The Gachinko Fight Club. I fought him until I realized who he was and shot him in the legs." He says, watching as Retsu starts to stir.

"Well, don't worry. We will take him off your hands, before delivering him to the client who wants him." She presses another button on her chair before two men dressed head to toe in black come in and drag Retsu out of the room. "Here is your money." She says, pulling out a check and beginning to write. "Your cut of the 2.5 million is around 1,750,000 giving us a 30 percent cut for handling, and medical fees." She mutters as she writes down the check. "We hope to see you soon, keep safe Yumekui." She says as she hands him the check.

"Yeah. See you around." He says as he walks out of the room.