#boss orders

"You're gonna take care of my ex-classmate's daughter while she's in Kanto. Name's Serena." 

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Archer couldn't believe Giovanni's request. Did this famous Rhyhorn-racer even know what Gio did for a living? Probably not. Even Archer wouldn't leave his own child with Giovanni for an hour; let alone a whole week. This 'Grace' was said to have been Archer's boss' classmate in college. Sometimes Archer even forgot Gio went to college. Archer had always thought the mobster had been in street gangs for all his life.

His fingers clasped a photo of a blonde girl in a black hat and black-red dress fashionably worn and accessorised with flair and flavour. Was that what people of Kalos wore? Whatever it was, it was certainly a lot less bland than the normal Kanto folk. "Serena Lang," he whispered beneath his steady breaths. Her name sounded familiar, an unforeign ring to it every time he thought about her name—or just her.

Tapping his foot away against the white flooring, he saw the time tick away on his wristwatch. Buzzing of tourists and people returning from all over the world filled the airport, pushing Archer closer and closer to the brink of his patience. His blue hues scanned the Arrivals board, searching for Kiloude. K i l o u d e. There. Terminal 2, Gate 13. Kanto's airport was rather large, and Archer avoided it at all costs during missions.

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Spotting a glimpse of bright red, Archer's eyes widened.