He paused and stared at her flustered face for a while before sighing "Good." He smirked. He took a step back. "You better tell me if it's important information. Emi." His voice suddenly became almost possessive. He walked past her and set his empty mug in the sink before heading into his room.

"Jeez..." Emi muttered. She finishes her coffee in her mug. "Tonight shall be fun, hehe" She grinned to herself.
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It's dawn. The sky is getting darker. Birds are flying and chirping their way back to the nestle. Sounds of the sea breeze can slightly be heard from their building. Sounds of kids playing and laughing around. Parents calling their kids to tell them time to go back, playtimes over. Emi sighed and smiled to herself. This is what peace is.

"Emi." She heard her name being called. That's Shota mentioning to her it's time to go. That's right. The mission.

"In a minute!" She exclaimed. Touching up her light make-up and her well made hair. She needs to look presentable in order to fit in. Not long after she grabbed her purse and walked out of her room, clicking her heels as she walked to him.

He looked incredible wearing a crisp black button-down shirt, and nicely fitted slacks. His long hair was gathered up in a bun at his nape. His beard was slightly shaved. still a little bit of hair. but who cares, Emi thought he couldn't get any more handsome.

While Emi wore a gold satin evening gown with a deep V-neck, spaghetti straps, and an open back. It's form-fitting with ruched details on the bodice and flares into a mermaid-style skirt. The shiny fabric adds a glamorous touch. Her hair was made into a low bun, a few strands falling down to frame her face, and light make up was on.

Emi blushed at the sight of him. She can't help but stare at him, hoping he wouldn't notice. Little does she notice that Shota is doing the same. His eyes rover around her body as he loosen his collar subtly. Hiding the redness that's visible on his ear.

It's quite revealing. That Okura bastard, is he sure this dress is appropriate?

"You look nice S-Shota!" She complimented him, slightly blushing. Shota is amused by her body language.

He stepped in close to her and smiled slightly at her, "You don't look bad yourself. Emi." He said while obviously eyeing the dress on her from top to bottom. Making her flustered. She then laughed and patted his arms "Hahaha! Take a picture, it'll last longer Shota!" She joked while heading out for the door stepping away from him.

He noticed how she's putting distance when she's flustered. He smirked. It's fun for once being the teaser. He then walks along with her, locking their apartment and heading out from the building. They better get there as soon as possible.

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As they arrived, standing in front of the massive glass building. Emi could feel herself feeling a little nervous. She grabbed onto her purse.

Shota, who noticed it, placed his large hand slightly pressed onto her revealed back. "Relax." He said gently onto her ear. Making her slightly blush then nodded. "I know. I've always felt like this on every mission hehe" She grinned. Acting cool while his cold hand is on her back.

They both walk inside the building, Shota pulling her waist rather close to him keeping her near to him, while they both are greeted by a couple of millionaires. Emi either bowed back in response or gently waved back at them.

Blend in Emi, remember blend in.

Meanwhile Shota didn't pay any attention back to any of them. His eyes subtly scanned the hall, looking a familiar face, rather the face they're looking for tonight. He keeps Emi close to him.

"Have you seen him yet?" She said while smiling gently to the people surrounding them, a few men tried to approach her but paused as they saw how the tall dark haired man gripping her waist possessively glared at them.

"Not yet. We need to keep looking." He told her.

Emi silently acknowledges his statement and continues to follow him closely. She also eyed the room for any signs of Ren Yamamoto.

A few minutes of wandering around getting to know a few people, by using their fake and so called ID. Making few friendly conversations towards rich people to not seem suspicious.

"There." He pulled her closer to him and whispered in her ear. Alerting Emi. Emi stared at him and looked at the direction he's aiming. She saw him. Ren Yamamoto.

"There you are." She said under her breath and dropped her smile for a second. Ren is hanging by the bar, surrounded by women younger than him. With a few bodyguards nearby him. He's a man with dark brunette hair, a tuxedo, standing among the vips, holding a drink in his hand. laughing at whatever a younger girl beside him with pink bob hair just said.

Emi furrowed her eyebrows slightly before she looked at Shota. She nodded and mentioned him to let her go from his grab. He was hesitant. Took him a few minutes longer than he was supposed to let her go. Emi cocked her head slightly and whispered gently "Oi Shota, are you okay?"

Shota snapped back into reality, he slowly let go of her waist from his grasp leaving a trail of his touch and slightly pinched her exposed lower back teasingly "Be careful." He told her.

Emi blushed at his actions and furrowed her eyebrows at him as she walked towards Ren. He's teasing her on purpose! He smirked.

Emi simply walked near him. Ren. She nonchalantly leaned against the counter bar beside him pressing her chest slightly forward, "Cranberry cocktail, please" she told her bartender, the bartender then nodded.

Her shiny dress had already caught Ren's eyes and her revealing skin towards him made him approach her.

Men are easy.

Emi scoffed to herself.

"Well hello princess." He approached her sitting next to her, eyeing her in the stunning dress.

"Hi" Emi replied with a smile after taking a sip of her drink. "Mister..."

"Ren. Ren Yamamoto." He held out his hand for her to shake, which she complied, then she felt him slightly pulled closer to him. "What a beautiful being like you doing here?" He asked and planted a kiss on her hand.

Disgusting.

Emi kept on plastering her smile at him "I'm with my husband, his plus one. But he's too busy talking to his business partner you see..."

"Your husband, is that so?"

"Yeah, he barely has time for me these days. Workaholic that man"

"He sure took you for granted, princess. He doesn't know what he's missing out on."

Shota who's standing rather quite far from their sight watching them. He could hear the entire conversation. Confirming not to miss anything. He clenched his jaw as he heard that bastard calling Emi princess. He himself as a man got an ick he never knew he had. Other side of him is fighting the urge to possessively keep Emi by his side, but he knows he can't do that. It's not even part of their plan.

"Hahaha! Take a picture, it'll last longer Shota!"

Emi's words suddenly rang in his mind. That dress is temptingly good on her. It's revealing so much skin and drinking her curves all at the right places. Although he hates how others stare at her inappropriately.

He took out his phone. Clicked a few pictures of Emi in that dress from afar. He then eyed the picture, zooming so oftenly. He smirked, he might just put this as his wallpaper. She is stunning.

He put back his phone and watched them like a hawk from afar.

He watches them talk for a few more moments before they make a move.

"You know... Princess. You wanna go somewhere?" He suggested.

This made Shota stand up from his place.

"Hmm, where?" Emi asked innocently.

"Ahh... you know. The rooftop. They have a pretty nice view here ya know" He said slowly trailing his finger onto Emi's finger and arms.

Shota scowled as Ren touched her. "Emi. be careful." he spoke into their earpiece.

Emi smiled at him and slightly tilted her head to the side before replying "Sure."