I was tied to a chair, face to face with the scariest woman I've ever seen, while her accomplice watches from the corner, her with a sadistic grin, and her accomplice busy with a chew toy.

"I haven't seen you in two years since the day before you turned 18. Any reason why~?"

"So this wouldn't happen."

"Without your precious, "bossu", no one can protect you now! MWAHAHAHA!!"

*RING RING RING RING*

Her psychotic laughter was cut short by my phone going off. She sighed, and picked up the phone, only to giggle slightly. I prepared myself for her coming insults about my frog phone case.

"Aww, you have him saved in your phone as Bossu!"

Oh, that's what she noticed? She answered the phone while looking at Secco.

"Hello? It's Ciocollata. No, I didn't just have intercourse with your son, I was preparing to. Smart choice. Yes he's right here,"

She booped me on the nose and returned her attention to the phone.

"You have a mission for him? Can it wait oh, say, three hours? No? Shit. Well, here he is. I'll put it on speaker since he's kind of, tied up right now."

She put the phone on my shoulder on speaker, and led Secco out of the room.

"Moshi moshi, she's gone bossu."

".....I don't approve of your relationship with her y'know."

"There is no relationship. You're the one that made me do the reports."

"Nevermind that, I need you to hurry up with Ciocollata and go speak to Pulpo. He already knows about your situation and will explain further. Got it?"

"Yes sir."

"Okay, good. Don't make the mistake I did. Wear protection."

"Understood."

He hung up, and I sighed.

"YOU CAN COME BACK IN NOW!"

She opened the door, and walked in alone. That's not a good sign. She walked up to me, swaying her hips, bad sign, and sat on my lap, and started tracing my jawline with her hand, seriously bad sign.

"What did dad want from you, sweetheart?"

"He needs me to go talk to Polpo. Can you let me up now?"

"Not until you fulfill your promise."

"Ciocollata, I don't even remember what I said."

"You promised to date me when you were old enough. You aren't getting up, until you say the magic words."

"I could wait for boss to send someone to kill you too."

"Oh, but do you really want this to be the thing to finally make you fail a mission? Just because you were scared of a little relationship?"

"I'm not scared of being in a relationship, I'm scared of woman forcing me into the relationship."

"Aw, sweetie, why wouldn't you say so? I'm sorry I scared you. Just ask me out, so you can go do your mission."

"I guess no one's coming then. Fine, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Oh, N/n! I thought you'd never ask!! Of course!"

I sighed and she used green day to free me. I got up and stretched before walking, only for her signature mold to cover the door.

"Arent you forgetting something?"

Oh god. What could this psycho want now.

"What?"

"My kiss goodbye!"

"I refuse to put my lips on yours. I have no clue where they've been. With that outfit of yours, I can imagine a number of places."

".....I'm going to pretend you said that because your body is changing so I don't have to tie you back up. Believe it or not, my lips have never felt anything other than food, and your cheek. So pucker up, or get tied up."

I groaned and kissed her on the cheek, making her pout, and I stood in front of the mold covered door. If I punch through it, I'll lose my hand, but at this point I'm willing to make the sacrifice.

I took a deep breath, pulled back my fist, and threw the punch, only for the mold to leave the door, causing me to punch it instead. I hissed and grabbed my fist, before looking at the woman, who opened the door.

"I can't have you losing that arm now. Good luck on your mission sweetie!"

She grabbed my cheeks and pulled me into a kiss with the help of her stand. She pulled away, giggled like a teen, and pushed me out before closing the door. This mission better be worth it.