Casca and Ladyâs quarrel had ended up becoming a serious fight, but just by showing his face and saying that line, Shizuru was able to make them stop.
After all, Casca would always be hungry even at the best of times, and the fight only made her more hungry.
While on the other hand, it would be unthinkable for Lady not to partake in the cooking that her beloved had prepared.
So as a result, the two girls with tattered clothing glared at each other and clicked their tongues, but agreed to a truce.
Incidentally, it only took a moment for Lady to fix her clothing.
They were made with magic to begin with, so it was a simple thing to do.
âThereâs a change of clothes in the closet, Cassie. The ones thatâd been ironedâ
âIâll change laterâ
Casca threw off the jacket with torn sleeves and rudely sat down on her chair.
Objects and things, indiscriminately.
â⌠I was thinking I want pizza rice today, thoughâ
âYou were half dead from hangover just an hour ago, donât ask for anything heavyâ
A neat and tidy table, and well-polished dishes.
Despite eating without having contributed anything, she complains a lot.
Of course, Shizuru was used to it already so he didnât care.
Incidentally, the pizza rice Casca mentioned was freshly cooked rice with pizza toppings spread on it, making a sort of don.
The recipe was a Shizuru original, her favorite.
âI didnât buy any cheeseâ
âUseless pet âŚâ
Having devoured her second galette and now working on her third, she looked at Lady disapprovingly.
It was no longer clear which oneâs supposed to be the animal here.
âBy the way Shizu, what happened to Ludmila?â
After having galette after galette thrown into it, it seemed Cascaâs stomach had calmed down.
She asked about the whereabouts of her absent subordinate while wiping a greasy hand on Ladyâs suit.
And naturally, right after she asked, Lady knocked her hard with all she had.
She was sent flying and was slammed into the wall.
âThat hurt!! The hellâs that for, bitch!!â
âThatâs my line you booby cat!! Will you ever stop casually using other peopleâs clothes as a napkin!?â
Manners, or rather, common sense.
A worldly-wise man.
âLudmila hasnât come back since we split up yesterday. Must be staying someplace else, I think?â
âHUUH? The bitch ran away did she? Preparing food is supposed to be the newbieâs job!â
Ludmila was the name of a new member of Black Maria who joined three months back.
She was assigned to the third squad, that was in charge of the ridiculously large east ward, a strange woman who would almost every day state her wishes to be stationed with the south wardâs fourth squad and get rejected by her direct superior Casca and the overall boss Richelieu.
âSheesh, imma give her a piece of my mind once she gets back. Take all her money, strip her nude, tie her up, and throw her out somewhereâ
âNaĂŻve 1, Shizu. Imma roll you up in a galette and eatâcha. Itâs cause youâre like this the stupid bitch gets all prissyâ
âThatâs why sheâs lookin down on you 2â
She then pulled Shizuru by the collar and licked him on the cheek.
As soon as she did, Casca was sent flying by Lady again.
âWha!? Watch it you dumb dog! Iâm killin ya for real!â
âI wish you two would stop going kill this or kill that so early in the morning âŚâ
Casca and Lady glared at each other from point-blank range, one can almost see the sparks flying between them.
They fight just like cat and dog.
Well, in a certain sense, theyâre both part animals, so it wouldnât exactly be wrong to put it like that.
Though things almost went critical for a moment, breakfast finished safely.
âShizu, gimme moneyâ
After changing into a new suit, Casca went over to Shizu with her hand outstretched.
All the same though, since she never intended to return it.
Now that sheâs wearing a new suit, Casca looked like a mafia member.
Actually, she was kind of one.
As an aside, the reason Casca persistently wore a suit was because the Black Maria mandates its member to be wearing suits for uniform.
According to Boss Richelieu, an assassin wears a suit in heat or in cold.
âPlease Shizu. Once in a lifetime wish?â
âAnd how many times have you made wishes of a lifetime already âŚ?â
Casca made a begging pose pressing her hands together, Shizuru sighed.
The number of her lifetime wishes had easily reached three digits at the very least.
âHaah ⌠I donât have cash in hand because I have to go to the moneylenders on the way. Just come by the clinic later. Donât put the arms on someone for it until thenâ
To mention why, it was because for some reason, they all would come crying to Shizuru.
From the outside, he was already treated as the five year older girlâs parent or something along those lines.
âThanks Shizu! Love ya! I can have drinks tonight thanks to you!â
âIâll do my bestâ
So itâs something she had to give her best not to do?
Thatâs probably true. Despite the significant earnings from the returns of the job of assassin where she hand picks dangerous bridges and crosses it, Casca was eternally poorâ
Use what one has, take what one doesnât. She was unable to keep a living.
In Ladyâs words, a stray dog was more reliable.
âDonât drink too much. You have to give your regular reports to Richelieu tomorrowâ
â⌠Iâll do my best!â
She paused before answering.
Assured that Casca would be having a hangover again tomorrow, Shizuru left his seat.
âThen Iâll go open the clinic. Lady, contact me if anyone comes here okayâ
âYes, I understand my dearâ
Lady had at some point turned back into a wolf. She nodded.
Unlike Casca, her answer was something that Shizuru could place confidence in.
âAlso, Casca, come by the clinic through the back door. Itâs not going to be funny if someone saw you come in through the front and put up rumors of me being made to pay protection moneyâ
At that point Shizuru thought. Isnât that exactly the case?
Even though it wasnât protection money, she was getting money off of him.
âThe guards that come by to my place are going to get worried if they heard that ⌠youâve got a really bad reputation Cassieâ