He really did thought she wouldn't stop talking or try to make him laugh along the ride. He had mentally prepared for it. Boy how he's wrong. He felt a tinge bad.

He'll make up for it.

For now he'll let her sleep. He continued reading while he listens to her soft snores

Eyes fluttered. Slow sounds of air conditioner ringing her ears waking her up

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"Mornin' " Shota playfully greeted her. She replied with a hum before realizing she's leaning on him. "E-EH" she startled. Shot up from her sleepy position and looked at him. She could feel her heart beating out of her chest. She didn't notice how close she was with him. Her face is flushed before she immediately apologizes "I am s-so sorry Shota! I really am" She went blabbering more about how it was an accident. Little does she know Shota does not mind a bit. In fact he tends to be fond of her touch and feels more at ease.Not that he'll ever admit.

"Emi." he called her. Snapping her out of her panic – flushed – adorable blabbering. She stopped, eager to listen to what he had to say. "It's fine. I know you're tired." he said gently. That made Emi slightly blush. This is such a rare sight to see. Shota being gentle? She must be dreaming. She shook her head, shaking off any excess unnecessary thoughts and nodded at him. As if she's saying a thank you.

"Attention to all dear passengers. We will soon arrive at our long awaited destination : Fukuoka. Please remain seated and relax for the next 30 minutes."

That was the announcement. Aizawa continued reading the book he is currently reading and Emi decided to look out the window admiring the view of the journey. She has always loved Fukuoka. Despite it's a combination between a city and town all together. Her favourite part has always been the refreshing beach. Air in Fukuoka is fresh due to its fondness for nature. She smiled to herself. She knows this is a job trip and she has a mission to get to. But she couldn't help but reminisce and admire her favourite part of Japan .

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Upon arriving at their final station. Emi and Shota stood up from their seats and headed for the exit. Since it is the summer, Emi put on her rose gold sunglasses that suited her sundress and looked around the station looking for a cab. Shota couldn't help but smile at her trying to get themselves a cab and he smirked. Taking her suitcase out of her hand and dragging it "Hm, S-Shota?" She let out a confused tone. "Where are we going? Our cab is that way?" She followed him from behind and pointed in the opposite directions. He remains silent as he walks faster, making her even more confused. But she followed him anyway. "

Where are we going?

They reached the parking lot. "We have our own car??" Emi said, dumbfounded. That's rare, what kind of mission is this anyway? Her reaction made Shota smirkedout of amusement and unlocked the car. Helping her put her suitcase in without her asking. "How come YOU get the key, and how come I wasn't informed about it either?" she said in a rather unamused tone. It is rather a branded car and she wants to drive it.

Annoyed Emi, he can really get used to it. He smirked at the thought and opened the passenger seat for her. "Get in," he urged. "Can I drive?" She walked towards him slowly. "Pretty please?" She leaned in closer along her mischievous smile, with only the open car door as the divider for them. This made Shota's eyebrows twitch.

Why is she getting closer and closer? He thought. Holding in his flustered. "No." Was all he said.

Emi dropped her smile and gave up. She knew he wouldn't give in no matter how hard she begged him to. She sighs and gets inside the car. "Yeah, yeah you won." she muttered under her breath. Shota shut the car door gently after letting her in. He let out a deep sigh, he almost gave in with just her leaning dangerously close to his face. His ears turn red. He walked towards the driver seat and shook off his frustration and maintained his cool.

Not that he'll ever let a woman drive anyway. Especially not when it's Emi.

Along the journey, it was quite silent for a while. Before Emi decided to break it. "So" she started. And look at Shota.

He raised an eyebrow, eyes focused on the road. "So what?" He asked. "So... where is exactly our next destination? Or you wouldn't want to tell me that as well?" She proceeded her sentence with folded arms and a raised brow. Aizawa wanted to suppress a scoff but went against it.

"Right. I apologize for not getting through with you with our background personality in this mission way earlier. Best Jeanist handed the documents material rather later than I imagined." He said as he handed her a brown envelope. "Take a look inside"

She laughed when he mentioned Best Jeanist's careless mistake and opened the envelope. Which contains the target's background information alongside his appearance. It also includes their fake ID "Fumiko" is her new surname. Usually when they're on a mission they would always either be strangers to each other or siblings. She looked at her ID card "Fumiko Aizawa? Huh, we're siblings, that'll be fun!" She cheered. Aizawa is rather a big family name and Best Jeanist decided to just go with it.

"Are you sure?" Shota asked her again, giving her a smirk. "What do you mean-" Was she said before she was cut off by the feelings of a ring inside of the envelope. She shot him a flustered yet shocked look. "H-huh?! Don't tell me your name-" "Kenji Aizawa. Yes." He simply said. He's driving, making a sharp turn.

She tried to hide her frustration and redness away and calm down. She never expected this. This is almost like a dream come true. Except it's not and it's a mission. "I see..." she trailed off after cooling down. "Now husband." she grinned. "Where are we going?" she decided to tease. As always.

"Shut up." He said fighting the urge to pinch his nose bridge "Look inside, there's more" he told her further.

She tilted her head slightly before reaching for the last item. It's a key.

"A key?" she thought out loud. "A house key." Shota corrected her.