Chapter Sixty-Six: Aqua Hallibel
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"Why do we have to wear these stupid suits?" Menrui asked, messing with his necktie in a desperate attempt to loosen it as much as possible. Izumi sighed. "Like Yamamoto said earlier, it's for your assignment."
"You'll have to disguise yourselves as waiters for this mission."
All eyes became tensed, as each pair of eyes all darted to the lone source of the voice.
A woman stood in the doorway. She wore a pitch black beautiful velvet dress. The dress reached passed her gorgeous knees, followed by expensive Italian heel shoes. Above her waist and covering her velvet dress were two pink belts that intersected in an X over her chest. Bell sleeves reached to her gentle hands, hiding almost half of it.
Her face was angelic, with dazzling emerald eyes. A long shower of natural blond hair fell to her shoulders.
"How are you, Team Okami?" the Denkiteki
member, Aqua Hallibel asked softly, as blood emerged from Sage's nostrils, whom's eyes were wide open and his cheeks in a shade of red.
"Yo, Menrui!" eagerly shouted the small boy next to Aqua Hallibel.
Her full name, Aquamarine Hallibel. The third Denkiteki
. She was born on December 30th twenty-one years previously, in a faraway country, somewhere in the Grand Line. At the age of six, she became known throughout the world. Following a particular incident, Aquamarine, or Aqua, was given a stunning debut bounty of ninety-five million Berries. At the age of eight, her bounty was at the price of two hundred fifty-nine million Berries. Such was an infamous Pirate. However, she one day disappeared.
Half a decade later, Aqua reappeared into the scene, now as a Huikubumon
in the Tsuyoryuusei Masurao Organization. Just last year, she had advanced into the rank of Denkiteki
, as the third.
Menrui yawned as his eyes slowly drifted to the boy who had happily greeted him. The boy had a wide smile on his young face, alive with delight. Cerulean eyes pierced at their targets. The child was small, he could have been no more than eight years old at most. He wore a black vest, covered by a blue pinstriped shirt. Below were black pants, accompanied by brown shoes.
The boy's name was Futa Yangu.
"Hey, Menrui!" Futa shouted again.
"Hi, Futa." Menrui replied after another yawn.
"Let's go, Futa." Aqua muttered, gazing at Sage, who was smashed against the ground, in a huge crater. Sage's pupils were chalk white, and his mouth was hanging open with blood.
Futa in return nodded, and moved toward Aqua. After a brief farewell, he and Aqua left the room, along with Izumi, who claimed to have a job to do. Meanwhile, Vatas, Nui, and Menrui glanced at the knocked-out Sage. After a brief pulling to get him out of the crater, they hoisted him onto a chair to support his newly-gained injuries.
". . .I think she's a D-Cup, probably an E." Sage mumbled to Vatas, who sighed.
To Be Continued....