A Yakuza Encounter

One day, Yutsuko was in a hurry, greedily gulping down a glass of water as she hastily put on her shoes.

"Yutsuko, your bento-"

"Sorry, but I'm really late for a meeting!" Said Yutsuko, "I have to rush out now, so bye!"

Before Elwür could say anything, your mother had already bolted, her car screeching as it sped away from the house.

"There goes mom again, rushing off like a soldier off to war," You offhandedly comment, hefting your schoolbag as you put on your shoes.

Elwür simply nodded, wrapping the bento in a black cloth and stuffing it into a leather satchel, before arming himself with his bow and swords.

"Wait, what the hell are you doing?" You asked, suspicion brimming forth.

"Bringing Yutsuko her bento," Said Elwür.

"With a bow and arrows and some sharp knives?" You asked incredulously.

"I tend to have horrendous luck, so this is a necessary precaution," Said Elwür, "Now excuse me."

"Wait, do you even know-"

Before you could say anymore, Elwür had swiftly disappeared, taking your bicycle that you barely used these days.

"...Her work address," You said softly, "Ah, forget it. I might as well get to school."

I must admit, this bicycle can easily match the speed of a horse, Elwür thought, But certainly nowhere near that of fine steeds from Edioha or Turgonlia, or from Rodan, for that matter.

Using a strand of Yutsuko's hair he found on her brush, Elwür used a spell to identify her location using it as a guiding compass. In whatever direction the hair was pulling, he would follow. And to make for maximal speed, he sped along the road shoulders to avoid pedestrians and vehicles alike.

"Oi! You're going too fast!"

"The roads aren't for riding a bicycle, young man!"

Ignoring whatever curses were thrown his way, he soon made way towards the office - a towering behemoth of glass, concrete and steel reflecting light like a sea of mirrors. Alighting and parking his bicycle at the nearest spot, he cast it aglow in a soft blue light, before making his way towards the office lobby.

Everyone inside the lobby at that point turned to face him, and they almost all froze.

"Is that a cosplayer?"

"Who does he think he is, wearing something so outlandish into a corporate office building?"

"He must have a screw loose or something..."

Elwür simply made his way to the receptionist, harrumphing to get her attention.

"G-Good morning, Mister. How can I help you today?" The receptionist said, regaining her bearings.

"I'm looking for Tokunaga Yutsuko," Said Elwür, "I'm here to deliver her bento."

"Oh! Oh, just one moment please," Said the receptionist.

"Elwür? Is that you?"

The Elf turned to face Yutsuko, who hastily rushed towards him with a cup of coffee in hand.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Elwür," Said Yutsuko, "What's the matter? Got something important for me?"

Elwür dropped the black-wrapped box in her hands.

"Your bento," He said, "I meant to give it to you."

"Oh, that's... that's so sweet of you," Said Yutsuko, "Thanks."

Elwür nodded, then turned to leave the office building.

"Um... Yutsuko-chan?" Asked the receptionist, "Is he your boyfriend or something?"

"What? Oh no, no, he's just... uh... a new housekeeper I employed," Said Yutsuko, "Name's Elwür."

"Sounds like something from a fantasy novel," Said the receptionist, "Where did you find him, anyway?"

"Well, believe it or not, my son happened to find him in our backyard, Usami-chan," Said Yutsuko, "And after a little talk, I decided to hire him as a housekeeper, so he can look after our home while we're away."

"Uh-huh, and you're sure you didn't hire him because of his good looks?" Said Usami, her eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion.

"Sure I didn't!" Said Yutsuko, "Okay, I admit I was taken in by his good looks."

"Urgh, this is your problem, Yutsuko-chan!" Said Usami, "You're hopelessly into good-looking men, and that's gotten you into so much trouble and hassle with all your ex-boyfriends because you couldn't stop wanting to stare!"

"Urk..."

"You're already nearly thirty, and boys usually look for women their age."

"Gwah..."

"You tend to give boys that suspicious look that bodes ill for them."

"Ah..."

"And let's not forget that most of your ex-boyfriends didn't like the thought of being a stepfather to a son who's the same age or just a few years younger than them."

"Alright, you've made your point, Usami-chan," Said Yutsuko, looking ten years older with an air of gloom, "Sure, make fun of this sad, single mother who's raised her only son her whole life for wanting to find love again, to find him a new father..."

"I'm just saying, alright?" Said Usami, "Although, to be frank... he seems extremely different compared to all your ex-boyfriends."

"Aside from his cosplay attire?" Asked Yutsuko.

"He just seems... very elegant, somehow, in the way he walks," Said Usami, "And the kind that'd be calm and composed in any situation."

"Now that's not something I hear from you a lot," Said Yutsuko.

"I'm just saying, you know," Said Usami, "And I think I have a good feeling about him."

Suddenly there were screams and cries of panic, several office workers and other people quickly rushing into the building as security guards ushered them inside.

"Wait, what's going on?" Said Yutsuko.

"There's a whole bunch of Yakuza outside!" Said a frightened office worker, "They're demanding to see the boss and some of the higher-ups!"

Elwür stood defiantly against the horde of Yakuza gathered outside the office building, composed and unflinching even as the Yakuza began drawing all sorts of weapons from baseball bats to hammers, crowbars, and a few molotovs.

"Alright, listen up!" Said the leader, "Our group's got a huge bone to pick with the boss here! So if you hand him over, no one gets hurt!"

"You are not coming through," Said Elwür.

"And who the fuck might you be, some sort of cosplayer?" Said a Yakuza.

And they all laughed at him.

"Begone," Said Elwür.

The cheer dropped from the leader's face, and he put his face dangerously close to Elwür's.

"You are going to have to make me do that," He said.

Without budging, Elwür asked, "Did he double-cross your group in a business dealing of sorts? Turned his back when he thought he could escape?"

"What's it to you?" Said the leader.

Instead of answering, Elwür nodded to himself, as if realising something.

"So to clarify, if the boss of this company is handed to you, you will leave?" Said Elwür.

"Why yes," Said the leader, "Our quarrel is with him and him alone. Well, and anyone who gets a wise idea trying to call the cops, of course."