#i just wanted to write this down but if anyone wanna reply. sppspss

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"You know? I'm kinda sad it had to be them!"

Clover didn't turn to look at the Enforcer and his victim, but they didn't need to look at Riku to note the lack of actual sadness in his voice.

"Don't tell me you got sentimental, now!" "I'm just saying! This guy had the best cheesecake recipe in the department!!"

A roll of their eyes, a little giggle coming from him, and the host of the Game Corner returned to look around, making sure nobody would come by and check why, exactly, they were in the back of the building at 5am, with two men currently drenched with blood from head to toe behind them. Only one of the men's blood, to be more specific. The one currently bound and gagged on the floor, shaking and still trying to escape despite all the wounds and the foot of the Enforcer on his head.

"You should've just Hyperbeammed him, if you're so sad, then.", Clover groaned under their breath, taking out a cigarette. As calm as ever, their tone not unlike the one used to comment about the weather "Instead of taking so much time and play with your food." "Hey, he's the one who deserted! And the Boss sent me, so he didn't want him to go out with a Pokèmon bullet on the back of his head!

Still. What a shame." "For the cheesecake?" "Yeah, for the cheesecake! We'll have to try and remake that, eh, Clo-Clo?"

Another groan.

"Don't call me like that and hurry up. People will wake up soon." "Yeah, yea."

And another coming from the traitor as he was kicked, so nonchalantly, rolling him on his face as Riku finally stepped back, releasing his Gyarados.

"Let me just take care of the evidence real quick, and I'll be oooout of your hair!

Time for breakfast, baby."