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Yuka gritted her teeth, her first job in LAW and already she was paired with dealing with hooligans. Although, it wasn't like she was expecting anything else, all wrestlers were hooligans in her eyes. Except that this group was far beyond what she had expected. Two women who like they would murder someone for looking at them wrong, a woman who wouldn't shut up about her stupid oversized belt and okay belly, and an employer who looked like she was ready to make a whole lot of work for her.
'Tch...just my luck. At least the pay is good...for now.'
"Excuse me~! Have you seen someone called Ciel~?" she called out to some nearby backstage hands, her tone completely different than her internal voice. "You haven't? Oh okay~ Well if you see her, please let me know!" she smiled and walked off, the second her face turned away it soured into an annoyed look as she continued her search as she proceeded deeper into the backstage area, trying to think of a place a punk would hang out.
"Miss Ciel~ Where are you?" she called out, hoping she was going to get lucky and find who she was looking for.
Then the second problem was going to be trying to recruit her reel her into the flock like her employer wanted.