#squicktooquick

“My, my. You’re in quite the predicament now, Lieutenant Colonel.”

The clack of heels alerted the old spymaster to the woman, a lady. A woman so unassuming because of her appearance, her attractiveness, her gender. As stoic and composed as ever Yuuki turned to face the one who had him trapped in such a corner.

“Don’t think your men can help you, sir, my girls sorted them out already.”

Surprisingly tall, she was perhaps just as old as him. Her make-up impeccable and the fur-skin shawl draped around her thin shoulders glamorous, yet she was the spymaster that finally stood on an equal footing. He didn’t expect her to be female, let alone one so feminine.

Kagami.

A unisex name. That’s what threw him off. The typically masculine handwriting that lacked the daintiness expected from her slim hands, the use of a male cover that turned out to be a mere assistant. An outside agency under the Japanese military. She herself wasn’t an army woman.

“D-Agency… Don’t die, don’t kill. Was that it?”

The Demon Lord nodded, attempting to cut into Kagami with his silver, knife-like glare. She remained unmoved.

“I believe you mentioned at one point… That you don’t hire women? That women are prone to kill when it’s not necessary, for emotions like love and hate? That’s absurd…”

Yuuki still wasn’t speaking.

“We don’t believe in dying on my side. However, killing shouldn’t be a worry for spies that can hide their tracks. For those that can truly lead a life of solitude, and a life of constant adaption. My girls are just as good as adapting to the expectations placed upon them as your men, perhaps better by breaking beyond ridiculous social norms. Certainly… That’s why it’s come to this, Yuuki.”

Her slim, pale hand gripped the gun so well, and her aim was impeccable. The Lieutenant Colonel wasn’t thinking of escape right now. He was already calculating the most effective way to protect his own agency’s intel from this woman. Death was truly the only way to exit the life of a spy, and it was something the older man has seen happen to many over the years.

But there was no shot. Instead a laugh.

“Got you, didn’t I? You think I’d act so shoddy? Waste a bullet on a man with his ideals so firmly rooted in the past? Forget it. And please leave this job to us next time.”

It was rare for his enemies to smirk at him with such contempt. But Kagami did just that.

“Your little kids are outside, they’ll live. The gigolos can only teach so much. You didn’t train them to deal with intelligent women, and that’s a little sad. That’s the thing about men who live in the past… They’re too uptight and too logical, stubborn and traditional. Such people have no place in the world of espionage.”

With that Kagami’s smirk twisted into a scowl, her eyes grew cold and she began to walk. Dressed with such beauty, Yuuki thought for just an instant of how she wasted that on such behaviours.

But then, she had no scars. No physical reminders of a job nearly failed.

Perhaps… Something would need to be thought over.