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The Gremory heiress sighed in annoyance as another alleyway she checked turned up empty yet again.
She had spent this entire Saturday morning scouring each and every shady place where a homeless person might decide to take a snooze, putting all of her active peerage on the task as well.
Evidently, the search wasn't going well. At all.
"You know, have you considered that maybe your potential new piece isn't, in fact, homeless?"
She groaned as her Queen made another unnecessary comment.
"He was drinking and smoking inside a public park at 11 PM. And although it's my opinion, he was looking ready to snooze there before the attack happened."
Akeno mockingly hummed as if considering her words, which only served to frustrate her more.
"It's a shame we can't put any of our familiars to work."
Rias agreed internally. Considering he managed to spot her own familiar, it seemed foolish to send more and possibly put him more on edge, and that's without taking into account he'd shoot the familiars into oblivion.
She sighed.
"Akeno, I'm not going back until I at least get a good look at him. He could very well be the piece I'm missing to win against him, and I'm not going to let such a chance run off without putting up a fight."
Her friend gave her a smile, this one more genuine and less mocking.
"Well, well, I understand, President. We'll keep searching for as long as-"
Suddenly, her words were cut-off as a small 'ping' went off from her phone.
In a hurry, Rias took her phone from her pocket and checked. A message from Kiba.
'Found him. Right in front of the Café in the plaza.'
She bolted out of the shit-stained alleyway instantly, Akeno following behind with an amused smile.
And soon enough, as she sprinted towards what was her best chance at freedom, she saw a crowd.
….
I was fucking hustling.
"Hey kid, grab this!"
As the rude onlooker threw the glasses case at me, I haphazardly managed to catch it and add it into my juggling rotation, now performing the trick with seven objects.
It was astonishing how much of a dipshit people inside a crowd could be. You didn't just throw shit at somebody just because he was performing, you assholes!
If it wasn't for Eyes Everywhere and a whole lotta luck I would've dropped everything and failed the performance like an idiot!
There's a difference between juggling things that I shoot myself and receiving objects thrown like shit from somebody else!
Still, despite the horrid behavior, I continued with the juggling with no complaints, offering instead a sharp smile to the sizable crowd that had formed.
"Easy Peasy! It doesn't matter what you throw, I can juggle it all the same!" After a pause I add. "Don't throw stuff again, though."
The crowd easily laughed as if I just told a joke. Pieces of shit, I was serious.
It was honestly impressive that this juggling bit actually worked.
Maybe it was because I did this on a weekend, where there were more children walking around, or perhaps it was because my skin was darker (and thus, more of a novelty to see me do tricks like an animal in a zoo) but either way, the little hat by my feet (which I had to buy alongside the five balls I am currently juggling) was filled with coins and a few, but still precious bills.
Ah, this was some easy stuff. I would have to relocate for my next show, though. Maybe I could manage to sneak in one more in this exact same place, but soon enough the people would get bored of my antics, so gathering new public would be a necessity.
Problems for the future, though. Right now, I was HUSTLING!
And as I juggled and said people pleasing lines, Eyes Everywhere suddenly detects a new presence and-
"Oh shit," is what I couldn't help but say as perfection itself entered the 12 meter range of E.E.
Red crimson hair, curvaceous figure to a degree that it's simply fucking ridiculous, with ass and tits to fucking die for, wearing a short black skirt and a nice fashionable blouse, face so beautiful it almost seemed like it was fake, blue eyes that were zeroed in on me and giving me all of her undivided attention. ME.
Shit. Shit. Shit. What. What the fuck- What the fuck is a bonafide redhead doing in fucking Japan of all places!?
Those weren't the features of an asian person, either! She looked like- like a European, right?! Like in the movies! And she was completely fucking focused on me!
Despite the bombshell that came straight out of a fucking walkway now focused on me, I keep my focus on the juggling and the people right before me.
There was no need to lose focus. I had Eyes Everywhere and I could… ogle her all I wanted without garnering suspicion.
…Shit, she was wearing a skirt. Those legs looked fucking nice. Let me get a peek of-
"Catch this, gaijin!"
My mind snaps back to the HUSTLE as yet another fucking phone is thrown my way. PIece of fucking-
With a bit of struggle, almost dropping five balls, two phones and a glasses case to the cold pavement, I manage to add it to the juggling rotation almost seamlessly.
Holding back an avalanche of insults cursing all of my crowds' bloodlines, I instead give them a shaky smirk.
"Whoa there, should I take this as payment, man? You're all so generous in Japan!"
The sentence barely counted as a joke, let alone a funny one, but whether I had a hidden talent as a clown or maybe I looked funny to them juggling like a moron while speaking their language with an accent, they laughed all the same.
Dipshits… Oh, wait, the redhead's smiling too. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fu-
No, this was bad. What the fuck. I knew that having a harem of redheads was on the menu for later, but this- I wasn't expecting such a completely perfect woman to just appear.
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