and the saga continues..

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And here we sit, Ouma pouting in his new uniform. He is repulsed that he has to 'deliver pizza' like bitch the fuck is that? Why can't they get it themselves?

"Hey, new boy! Grab a pizza and go, we are busy tonight!" Another male called from the other side of the room. He groaned, rising from his chair.

Ouma grabbed a box of pizza, seeing the address and.. custom request? He jumbled through the few little papers, seeing the custom request was 'Bring your cutest delivery boy ;)'

Is this woman serious? How many horny straight women does he have to see? "Too bad Shuu-Chan got a different job.." He muttered.

Ouma sighed, and took the box with him to the car he was supposed to drive. How the fuck do you drive a car?

Nonetheless, he began to drive to the right address.

He stopped at this absolutely repulsing house. Like, uglier than Iruma. And that's saying something.

Holding in his gag, he rang the doorbell. After a few short moments, a blonde-head bimbo arrived at the door.

"Didn't I say someone cute?" She said quietly, but not quiet enough.

"Excuse you, bitch? You ordered a fucking pizza not a prince charming. And you ain't even that cute! Not to mention your house is so disgusting! Like for real who paints their house bright blue with fucking nasty-ass green decals? Also not to mention your very poorly done hair and lip job. Aaaand liposuction? Like honey you're too fake it's soooo obvious. Oh my god, don't even get me STARTED on your fashion sense. Girlfriend. What is that? Are you mentally stable? Do you need help?" Ouma retorted.

The woman gasped, and held her hand to her chest. "I-I cant even!-"

"Nuh-uh, shut your mouth. Im not done, honey. To be honest with you, you're the ugliest thing i've ever seen." Ouma grabbed her hand, "And GIRL, your NAILS. Hideous! Seriously, lady, how do you exist looking like a pile of dog shit? Do you have a toddler choose how you look?"

The young woman broke down in tears. "W-W-Well, m-my boyfriend-"

"No, sweetie, I don't want to hear your sob stories. Now give me my fucking money for my very nice pep-talk. Oh, and this pizza. Not like you're already fat enough.." He mumbled the last part.

She handed him the money as she sobbed. Ouma smiled and hopped back to the car. To no surprise, he got fired shortly after.

—

Saihara got the job to examine public food places to make sure they were suitable for the.. well, public.

He didn't mind this, because he saw it as training for becoming an actual detective. Thank you, Amami.

The first place he was assigned to was the local pizza place. He hoped that it wasn't the one that Ouma was sent to work at. Oh, how he hoped.

He walked in the building, making his way to the front counter.

"Hello, sir! Are you the inspector we were expecting?" A nice lady at the counter said to him. Even though she seemed.. giddy?

He took a deep breath, shoving his anxieties away. "Yes, that's me."

"Alright, Mr. Saihara! My name is Beck, i'm the manager here. We always have the inspectors start with the kitchen and backrooms," She shifts her direction to the left, "Please go through that gate and follow me."

He nodded, going through the gate and following her to the kitchen.

People worked on the customers orders, quickly moving between stations. Saihara is taking mental notes of the way the workers sanitized, as well as how the place is sanitized. So far pretty good.

Beck had led him to the delivery room, where a petite looking.. man, he guessed, was mumbling and packing things away, facing a wall. They seem familiar..

Beck caught on to his stare and furrowed her eyebrows. "Oh! Him? That's the new guy who came in today. Apparently he like verbally harassed this girl, we had to let him go." She explained.

The man turned around, and of course, it was Ouma. "Shu-Chan!" He ran up to Saihara and hugged him, "What are doing here?" He asked, leaving Beck looking at them confused and angry.

"Oi, manager lady, this is my man, Shuichi Saihara! He's pretty, isnt he?" Ouma said, pointing at Saihara, hiding his eyes with his hat.

"Your.. man!?" She practically shouted, in shock.

"Yeah? What? You got your titties in a twist?" Ouma laughed. "I mean, come on! I know you expected to land him, but sadly he's very gay and just for me! And hon, you're not even cute. Sorry to burst your bubble."

"Kokichi, shush." Saihara put his hand on the smaller boy's head.

"You.. you, cretins! Get out of my establishment! I don't want your gay sins on my hands!" Beck pointed and them and screamed.

"Alright, gladly lady!" Ouma grabbed Saihara's hand and dragged him out of the place.

"Kokichi! That was my chance at-"

"C'mon, be quiet. Besides, these jobs are so dumb. Lets go spy on the others."

—

Harukawa and Momota were assigned to be babysitters for this family. They had a 7 year old, 12 year old, and 17 year old. They didn't understand why the oldest couldn't watch them, but they didn't question it.

As the parents left, they made their way to the living room, where all the children were.

"Hey guys, i'm Zack. I'm sorry you have to watch them, my parents are too strict to have me do it." The eldest introduced. He seemed nice.

"It's all good! I'm Kaito, This is Maki." Momota smiled, Harukawa looked at the other kids, watching television.

"Nice to meet you guys. I'll be in my room if you need anything. Also, they're a bit out of hand sometimes." He gestured towards the kids.

"Yeah, well, kids are gonna be kids!" Momota laughed, Zack chuckled along with him. Eventually Zack went upstairs to his room.

Harukawa sighed, and sat down next to the younger ones. "Hi. I'm Maki." She said blankly.

"Hiya, Miss Maki! I'm Lily! This is my little brother, Ry." The girl said, smiling very brightly at Harukawa. Are kids supposed to be this happy?

Momota joined next to the girls. "Hey Lily, I'm Kaito. Maki is a bit cold sometimes. She's not around children a lot!"

Harukawa shot him a glare, he just chuckled and rubbed his head.

"It's okay! I understand you, Miss Maki! I'll make sure we make you feel comfy! And you can feel right at home here, I'm sure you'll like it!" Lily exclaimed so happily that it made Harukawa smile just a bit.

After properly finishing meeting the children and playing with them a little, Harukawa and Momota had the instructions to prepare a dessert.

Zack came down from his room to the kitchen, informing the two where everything was.

"Also, guys?" He turned to face them just before heading up the stairs.

"Yeah? What's up?" Momota replied.

"Have Lily and Ry been behaving?"

Harukawa laughed a little. She never does that.

"Yes, they have. You sister is so cheerful it amazes me," Harukawa said, surprising Momota to a large degree.

"Okay. I'm glad. I'll be going now," Zack treaded up the stairs quickly.

The entire night, Momota was constantly in shock by how much Harukawa would get along with the kids. She was usually so closed and cold, but here she was more open. It was strange to him.

Once they left, Harukawa would ignore every question that he threw her way. He would find out one day, it was his goal.

Tojo was given the job as a maid, which was to be expected, considering that was her ultimate. She had to work at this mansion owned by someone extremely wealthy.

To be frank, she didn't anticipate anything too extraordinary. It was just a normal maid job.

She arrived, was instructed, and got to work. Did Amami have a plan for this? What was his goal? To have us learn a lesson? No, not that. That's unlike him. Maybe to give us experience with common jobs? No, not that either. What purpose would he serve for this?

Disregarding her thoughts, she was called by her hirer. Navigating her way through the building was practically the equivalent to navigating the maze from 'Maze Runner.'

Tojo found the door to his office, and she entered.

"Miss Tojo." He greeted. He seemed.. off-putting, to say the least.

"Hello, sir. What did you need from me?" She felt strange. Like someone was watching her, other than the man in front of her.

"Well, I-"

Suddenly the window behind him burst into pieces, someone smashing through it. Yeah, normal.

"WHATS UP FUCKERS, ITS YA BOY, KOKICHI OUMA, HERE TO TELL YOU HOW TO COMMIT TAX FRAUD"

"Here we go again," Tojo sighed.

—

Gokuhara and Hoshi got the job at the zoo. They both loved some form of wildlife, Gokuhara admiring bugs, Hoshi admiring cats.

Walking around together, they looked like father and son. The height difference does separate these two.

Gokuhara was assigned to the smaller animals section of the zoo, , while Hoshi got the bigger ones.

Hoshi felt quite intimated when he walked into the tiger enclosure. They were about twice his size, to be fair. He hastily gave them their food and water, as instructed.

Gokuhara had to help with the little show of teaching children about some animals. He loved kids, they made him happy. He compared them to bugs, always rapid and running about.

He also compared bugs to Hoshi. Small, cute, and secretive. Bugs have these little things about them that take people a long time to find out about.

They worked all day, actually enjoying the time there. They might keep this job..

Near the end of their shift, they heard a voice come on the intercom.

"Attention, attention. A child has fallen into the gorilla enclosure. I repeat, a child has fallen into the gorilla enclosure."

Hoshi and Gokuhara sprinted to the destination, finding a petite boy, indeed at the bottom of the gorilla enclosure.

The boy looked up, "Yo! Gonta, Ryoma! These fucking beasts probably gonna eat me, a little help?"

"Ouma!" Hoshi yelled. How did he get in there? And when did he get here? Isn't he supposed to be working?

"Oh my! Gonta come help Ouma right now!" Gokuhara shimmied his way, properly, into the space.

"Why do you always have to cause problems?" Hoshi mumbled to himself.

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