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◣ ✿ ◥ It was only a simple delivery errand, one she insisted she could do by herself, and with the members of the agency occupied with various other tasks, she’d been permitted to do just that. The further she got from the office, however, she closer she hugged the file to her chest and the better an eye she kept on her surroundings. Over the course of her time with the mafia, she grew familiar with many of the streets–and many she hadn’t visited since defecting. But she’d be fine (probably) as long as she kept her guard up, surely, and she didn’t intend to fail in her mission (no matter how trivial).

A gust of wind rolled through the streets, followed by a hat that arrived near her feet. Kyouka leaned down to pick it up before inspecting it. Hadn’t she seen it before?