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When Shuichi got home after visiting The Moon, the first thing he did was go take a shower. He knew that Korekiyo had ordered him not to wash away any of the lipstick she left on him, but he also knew that was just her acting ‘in character’ as his dominatrix, and now that he was home there wasn’t anything she could do to stop him. She was not kidding about how adhesive the wax was, though, and by the time he finally managed to get it off there was barely enough time to make and eat dinner before he was scheduled to meet up with Maki and Mukuro in the park.

He could see Maki stare at him curiously as he drove up to the park in his car, making him wonder if he perhaps somehow missed some of the lipstick on his neck. He did his best to keep his cool, though, and greeted her just like he would any other night.

“Hey there, Shuichi; happy unbirthday,” Maki greeted him dryly as Shuichi shut the car door behind him. “Anything interesting happen at work today?”

“No, actually; today was pretty normal for once,” Shuichi replied, his voice only wavering a little as he spoke.

“Normal? Really?” Maki cocked her head, disbelieving but not really suspicious. “No story about how you went to Vegas and had a shotgun wedding after lunch?”

“No, no, nothing worth mentioning at all,” Shuichi insisted.

“Wow - haven’t heard that from you in a while,” Maki said, walking back to where she and Mukuro had placed their bags and the soldier was waiting for them, stretching. “Though, I guess it’s nice to see that you don’t do something outlandish every day.”

“Y-yeah, thanks.” Shuichi laughed nervously. “What about you, girls? Did anything happen while you were at work?”

“Eh, it was pretty boring too,” Maki replied, picking up her water bottle and taking a long sip from it. “Most exciting thing that happened to me was when a guy pulled a gun on me in the middle of a blowjob.”

“S-someone pointed a gun at you!?” Shuichi gasped. “T-that’s not really the kind of thing that you mention in passing! How did that happen, and why?”

“I don’t know - he hired me for sex, and the next thing I know he has a 9mm pistol pointed at me. He must have been high or something, because his reflexes were terrible, even for someone who probably hasn’t used a gun before. Maybe he heard of my talent and wanted to see if it was real or not.” Maki let out a long sigh. “Sorry; I guess I didn’t think it was a big deal since being an assassin meant having guns pointed at me every day.”

“It’s okay; I’m just happy to see that you’re not hurt at all.” Shuichi shivered, remembering that, as much as sex work offered Maki a new life, it also came with extra risks as well - risks that most of the working girls he knew had to deal with on a daily basis. “What happened to the guy, anyway? I hope someone managed to put him behind bars.”

“Nah - testifying for the police would have been way too risky for me, you know that,” said Maki. “But I disarmed him in two seconds flat, and you can bet he won’t be allowed back in that hotel anytime soon. The other girls know about him now too, so they hopefully won’t work for him without frisking him first.”

“I see…” Shuichi felt another chill run down his spine as he imagined the man still running around out there. “And what about you, Mukuro? I hope you were at least able to have a relaxing day.”

“Well, in the morning, I helped keep watch over her hiding place while Pandora worked again,” Mukuro explained, reminiscing as she stretched her calves. “She got done early, so I posed for ads for her new ‘designer beach towels’; towels that you’re supposed to wear like skirts without anything underneath. After that, I used some of my spare time to masturbate.”

“O-oh!” Shuichi blushed at Mukuro’s bluntness, but knew that at this point in their relationship there was no point in being shy. “Well, how was that then?”

“It was…” Mukuro closed her eyes and thought back to her time at the private firing range on the outskirts of the city. The sun was high, she was wearing protective eye and ear wear, and she was sitting on the back of an APC behind a mounted machine gun - which she was firing continuously at a human-shaped target down the course. Her eyes were closed and a soft blush sat on her face as she felt the gun's vibrations shake through her body, massaging her from the inside out and sending her mind through the throes of ecstasy over and over again. “Relaxing. Very relaxing.”

“That’s good to hear.” Shuichi’s blush slowly faded and he was soon copying Mukuro in her pre-workout stretch routine. “So, what’s on the agenda for tonight? The same workout as every other night?”

“More or less - though, I was hoping maybe we could push things further with an extra lap,” Mukuro replied. “You’ve been working out with us for a while now and making progress. So, I think it’s time we push past your limits.”

“Augh… I guess that’s fair enough,” Shuichi replied, trying not to show that he was still a little sore from his fun with Korekiyo.

“Hey, look on the bright side - if you get through it all, you can watch Mukuro and I spar afterward,” Maki said as a way to try and encourage him. Though, that clearly had the opposite effect as a wave of fear shot through his body as he imagined watching the two try to destroy each other with their fists and feet right in front of his face.

“I think I’ll have to give that one a pass tonight,” Shuichi replied. “Now, let’s get started, shall we?”

“You got it.” Mukuro led the way to the path circling the park and got into position. “Ready… set… go!”