Chapter 366: 351: – Support Staff Specialist – II

Chapter 351: – Support Staff Specialist – II

Foxy rolled her suitcase behind her and sighed. "I can't believe it took that long for us to check in. Sheesh. You'd think those two had never seen a mixed couple before."

Orca walked behind Foxy, rolling his own suitcase. As he did, he sighed and said, "First, we are not a couple. Second... This is Japan. I would presume it is still rare to see."

Foxy rolled her eyes and said, "It's freaking 2025. Anyone who still gets upset at mixed couples is a weirdo."

Orca shrugged. "I don't disagree. Just simply stating the state of the world."

"Well, maybe the world needs to change already. I get enough stares back home, I don't need more here."

Orca raised an eyebrow. "Says the woman who posts pictures of herself-"

"Hey! That's business!" Foxy's face turned red and she said, "There's a difference!"

"...But you don't even bother to hide your face?"

"Well ex-cuuuse me, Mister Moneybags. Some of us have to do what we can to get by."

"...There is no winning in speaking with you, is there?"

Foxy winked and said, "About damned time you realized. Now." She stopped walking and pulled out the card and map that she got from the front desk. "Is this the right hall?"

They were on the top floor of the hotel. Apparently, Mister John had rented out one of those fancy mega suites that were used for business meetings. The sort with a central room and adjacent private rooms.

Foxy glanced back at Orca and said, "The card should work for all the doors on this floor, right?"

Orca nodded. "It should. But it might be best to be sure we're entering the correct room."

"Right... I guess it'd be awkward if we walked into a room where someone was changing."

"And that is what deadbolt locks are for."

"Yep. Now... I guess we might as well check out the lounge first?" Foxy walked towards the fanciest door in the hallway and swiped her card.

Orca followed, dragging both his luggage and Foxy's luggage behind him.

A soft click echoed as the door unlocked.

Foxy reached to open the door, but then she paused.

Orca tilted his head and said, "Something wrong?"

"No. But what if Garbage got here first? Knowing that guy, he might be doing something stupid like changing in the lounge."

"...True."

Instead of opening the door, she knocked and said, "It's Foxy and Orca. Are you in there, Garbage?"

Silence.

Foxy turned to look at Orca.

Orca stared back and shrugged.

Foxy reached to open the door.

And then it swung open by itself- No. Someone opened it.

A handsome man with crimson eyes and silver hair. Perfectly trained muscles on full display with a form-fitting t-shirt.

"[email protected]#$!#[email protected]"

Caught off-guard, Foxy backpedaled with a bright red face, running into Orca.

Fortunately, Orca was prepared for something to happen, so he managed to brace himself and hold Foxy in place.

Unfortunately for Foxy, that realization made her face turn an even more vivid shade of red.

The handsome man glanced at Foxy and Orca before realization flashed in his eyes. "Oh. This explains a lot."

Orca set Foxy to the side and then held out his hand. "I don't believe we've met?"

The handsome man held out his hand as well and said, "Hottie."

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John bit back a laugh and instead focused on business. "So that's settled, your game is up... Have you talked with Yato at all? I think he'd appreciate a collab too considering what he's trying to do."

That guy was trying to save a world on the brink of ruin through superchats, so John was sure he'd appreciate some more direct aid if Titor could manage it.

*Yeah, we've chatted a bit. His wife and Ama get along great, and he seems pretty chill. You had lunch with him yet?*

"Not yet." John pulled out a keycard. Shortly after that, a chime echoed and the elevator doors opened. Walking out, he said, "Been a bit busy with the new baby, Meggie's life counseling, and setting things up for the New Year."

*You should do that soon then. He's been wanting to talk with you about stuff too. Something about helping him get a job for his wife?*

"Is she a teacher?"

*I think she's a singer?*

"Hm... I'll think about it."

V-Show Girls needed some support staff too. And while Qing along with his Demon Lord Waifu were part of that, some proper middle-management would be best. Especially since that dragon went off the rails around Sitri.

*What are you doing right now anyway? Isn't Yue going to be mad you're out late?*

"I'm doing work, and give my wife a bit of credit. She's gotten better about that."

*So you're saying that you're planning to pull more girls in, then?*

"No. Should I tell Amadeus that you are?"

*I-I'm not! I was just saying that- W-Wait. Ama! It was a joke! Don't-*

The call suddenly ended.

John chuckled and slipped his phone away. "Well, he'll figure it out soon enough."

If John had to suffer through the mess caused by an irate and pregnant wife, Titor as his alterego/clone/twin thingy should suffer as well.

That was only fair, right?

Right.

But now...

John swiped his card to unlock the door to the business suite he rented out for Alfi's Trio and Aoko's Three Musketeers. Afterwards, he walked in and called out. "Sorry I'm late, everyone. Thought that I'd pick up a few things to celebrate and-"

Silence.

The door closed behind John with a soft thud and a click as it locked itself.

As for what was in front of John...

Orca, Knight, and Hottie were playing cards on a table. An ordinary scene... if not for the fact that a small stack of clearly valuable gemstones had been placed in the middle of the table on top of some clothes. Clothes that were clearly from Knight and Hottie since the two were showing off their bare torsos.

But that was still fine. Relatively normal. Just some heehee haha.

But off to the side...

Garbage was sitting on a chair. Ah, correction. He was tied up on a chair. Weird, but alright.

It didn't stop there though.

Couch walked around the chair, taking slow and sultry steps. With her form-fitting white shirt, tight jeans, and lithe muscles, she looked like a leopard about to pounce.

And she wasn't the only one. Foxy was taking slow steps around Garbage as well. But unlike Couch, who was dressed normally, Foxy was wearing a form-fitting leather suit with a fox-ear bandana, a fluffy tail attached to a place John would rather not stare, and holding a leather whip.

Of course, the two of them stopped the moment they noticed John was standing there.

An awkward silence.

Garbage, staring at John with pleading eyes.

Taking everything in...

John cleared his throat and said, "It's good that you all seem to be getting along well."

That was what he said outloud. But internally...

'Just what the hell happened here...?'

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