steelo | TELL YOUR NIICHAN COME AND TEST ME

[ kita's in a bit of a state. kento hasn't called this city or its districts home long enough to feel totally safe in the thick of them even at their best, but he walks into a space like he owns it anyway, regardless of where he is. it makes it harder to gauge when he's feeling off, or threatened, especially with the north and its workers being the epicenter for the violence that's erupted all over yoshiwara.

if it puts him on edge, he's hiding it well. tonight's an early night for him, so when he makes it back to his room, dressed down, he pauses in the doorway, rapping his knuckles against the frame. not to herald his safe return, but to catch the attention of the other occupant.

just who he was hoping for. ]

Yo. [ he lifts his other hand. ] Have a minute?

[ man...there's something about reading the same light novel over and over that gets tiring. what ichiro wouldn't give for his normal serializations about now: things in yoshiwara have quieted a bit, and between jobs, he's laying on his back on his bed, holding aforementioned novel over his head.

when the door opens, he sits up and dog ears the page. kento, huh...he's back early. ] What's up?

I'm going to ask you for a favor.

[ at least he's getting to the point, blatant as it is. of course, ichiro is in no way obligated to hear him out and kento knows that, so his tone stays conversational even as he's entering the room and sliding the door shut on its track behind him. ]

[ oh...a job? not what ichiro was expecting. he sets the book down and leans forward to rest his forearms on his knees, giving kento his total attention. ]

Shoot. [ it's not like he's busy. ]

[ sealed off from the hall and given whatever privacy they're afforded (not much), kento moves into the space with more muted body language than usual. ]

It's about the incidents happening lately. And not just the ones in Kita, though we seem to be the unlucky ones.

[ his posture may be more demure, but his cavalier attitude is still in place. ]

[ mm... something that's been weighing on ichiro's mind lately, too. he nods, eyes lighting just briefly with the recognition. ]

You noticed too, huh. What about it?

It's hard not to, doing what I do. [ a sigh, but not an aimless one. he fishes into his pocket. ] But, I did a little sweet talking.

[ with a flick of his fingers, he produces a folded note. ]

Seems like there's a dive in Nishi worth taking a look at.

[ kento hands it over. on it is a location and a few names - a guy who knows a guy, things of that nature. ]

[ nice. ichiro's eyes scan over the paper: there's a brief light of recognition before his gaze flicks back up to match kento's again. it ties in nicely to all the murmurs around the city, and since ichiro's network is not nearly as well established as he'd like it to be, it's a golden piece to a puzzle he really wanted to solve.

he hops up to a standing position, holding the paper back out to him. he's in. ] What's the plan?

[ not that ichiro always needs one...but kento's kinda squishy. ]

[ he would take such offense to being called squishy

but ichiro is so willing to just jump in to things like this that kento hadn't really thought of anyone else. how hot-blooded. ]

The only new player to take the stage in this mess is a drug. Amai... apt name for the culprit, huh? No one can figure out where it came from, but the dealers are looking for sex workers. That's where I come in. And you...

[ kento points the note back at his roommate. ]

I'm hiring you to hire me.

[ ichiro blinks at him for a moment as he processes exactly what kento's asking of him. he's not entirely sure where he expected that sentence to end, but it wasn't there.

he looks up at him properly, the expression on his face--and ichiro ends up grinning, the smile spreading slow across his face before he ducks his head and snorts. ] ...you wanna be bait? Pretty bold of you, Kento.

[ he smacks his hand against his own knee, once, and hops up. ] Alright. Bet, I'm in. [ and as he tosses his book back onto his bed, a bit more playfully: ] You're probably way more than I can afford, so we'll have to keep it low key.

Where's the closest place you heard about the drug, just at work?

It's a good plan, right? [ that it seems out of his comfort zone doesn't actually seem to phase him, because he's a dramatic ho, and flicks his hair just to emphasize it. LAUGH IT UP, NERD. ] Besides, it's not about what you can actually afford...

[ the shine in his eye is pretty cunning, actually. ]

Just what it looks like you can afford. I'll also take care of that.

[ folding the note and depositing it safely back in his pocket, he considers the last question, expression losing an ounce of its lustre. ]

Rumors are all over. But I know an idiot who got mixed up in it, too.

[ he might not say it in so many words, but it's a little

tiny

bit personal. ]

[ well, kento's already clearly put a lot of thought into this, and the determination in his expression at the end there seals the deal. ichiro was going to say yes anyway, but the part of him that wants to help as many people as he can stirs the moment he implies that it's personal.

done. ] Alright. I'm in, man. I'll keep that moneymaker of yours safe, too.

[ okay yeah maybe he'll laugh it up a little. nerd. ]

Edited (icons pls) 2019-04-07 21:41 (UTC)

[ did you want him to be shinier than usual? this is how you get him to be shinier than usual. ]

I knew I asked you for a reason.

TELL YOUR NIICHAN COME AND TEST ME

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