Amane sighed. She wasn't sure. The two needed allies, sure, but to consider going along with this prime example of masculine annoyance. . . She didn't like the idea. There was the want to dismiss him deep inside, but Amane knew that he was going to be insistent. Still, she didn't want to speak in front of him but she needed to make an exception, "I apologize for Kasumi's. . . Rudeness. You do not desire a fight, nor do we. Not this early on anyway. I can't say I'm absolutely ecstatic about your behavior either." Her gaze stayed on Yukimura and as harsh as previously. "I will overlook it, however. I can tell when someone won't go away without getting what they want so take us to where it is you want." So childish, she thought to herself, But aren't all men?
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"Fight ehh?" Mao said with a hint of excitement in her voice. "That's something I've not had in a while! Not a proper one anyhow." She threw out a few jabs and a kick into the air before she turned around to Amami. "Well, I'm all dressed, got my hat, that's everything for me. I'd like to think I'm all ready when you are."

"Hey we got a WINNER! Winner winner chicken dinner and not to bad lookin' to boot!" Yukimura said laughing and clapping his hands and as nimbly skipped over to the girl named Amane and bowed sarcastically to her "Calm down rosie cheeks I'm just messing with you I got a commitment already. Strange though it may be I don't got to worry about it anymore. Now if you would two would follow me to my car. Lucky for you two the enemy chasing me down already got put into the ground...I didn't think it'd be needed to take their symbols away so I let them live. Now if you lovely madams would please follow me we'll be on our merry way." The man said bowing and pretending to tip an invisible cap. "Don't worry you can come pick your stuff up later." Yukimura commented with a grin as he walked towards the door.

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"Right then come Ryuko babe. We're heading to the Wizard of God Damn Oz's castle again...I hate being an errand boy...but hey at least we got nice ones." Mutsu said as he opened the door and looked out both ways before leading both his charges out the door and down through the fire escape. He told them they'd have to walk unfortunately but hey it was better than forcing the two now hopefully allied sekirei to fight against two or more enemies.

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"You know I only have SO much patience....and it is starting to dwindle Brandon." Izumi said impatiently as she tapped his sword on the floor as if she was sick and tired of this situation already. Her past endeavors had always been so quick and too the point especially when it came to meeting someone. Now she was stuck with her half wit ashikabi and Dumbo the Super Elephant...how fun. "Why do we need to wait for the others to come here again and why do we need to wait outside....there's plenty of people around here and I don't like having to watch all of them. I got to protect his ass now as well as mine." Izumi commented abjectly bored. "Oh I'm sorry sweetheart I promise I'll make some chocolates for you later. Now stop your crying." Brandon said sarcastically as Izumi slowly turned her head to look him directly in the eyes. "I'm considering beating a bitch but at the end of the day it wouldn't be worth the effort of all the commotion it would cause." Izumi said as the big guy who led them here kept looking around sweating profusely. He wondered what tower this was...there was no label on it and the inside was pretty bland it seemed. Whatever...he'd make sure to find out one way or another...and he'd also make sure not to poke Izumi anymore. You don't piss off a super woman with a sword who could butcher a girl with a flaming sash. "Ok fine I'll bite who-" Brandon started before Izumi grabbed her sword hilt and glared as a white car came speeding up the street and turning into the parking lot. It stopped in the front row in a reserved area and a man exited along with two girls. Izumi growled, "Lovely...another group. I can't suppose I blame you I came here thinking they already got you." Izumi said trying to look away from the frowning ashikabi of hers. However at the same time a man who looked like a bum appeared and led another set along. "I take it that this won't end well?" Brandon asked Izumi who didn't immediately answered. "The ball is in their court." she simply replied after a moment and then there was silence between the two. The bum got there first and simply said mission accomplished and then told them he was going to go eat his boss out of house and home before going inside the building. The man in the suit flanked the big man and wrapped an arm around him, "So yeah big man I got them!" he said as the big man looked at him, "Your not dead? Wonders will never cease Yukimura." the big man said with exasperation.

Kasumi

Kasumi had followed the man with no small measure of reluctance, though she did look suitably chastised the whole time, slightly upset that her ashikabi hadn't approved of her own approach to the situation. When they arrived, via car, Kasumi immediately noted the other Sekirei standing there with her hand on a sword's hilt. Even as she stepped out, Kasumi's right hand flew to the hilt of her axe, ready for a rapid draw, while her left simply sat at her side, ready to latch onto the top part of the shaft that functioned as the weapon's grip. It was a two-handed weapon after all, so if she attempted to one-hand the great axe it would go too well.

Next on her list were the two women who had arrived only slightly before them. One had a sword tied to her belt, however her attire didn't seem to fit that of a Sekirei. Kasumi found endless curiosity in this, after all her adjuster had always said that an ashikabi couldn't hope to truly fight. Kasumi, however, let her attention gravitate to the more outlandishly dressed of the two, who was more likely to be the Sekirei in the pair. The woman, though no doubt a threat, didn't actually have a weapon with her. This meant she was most likely either a close combat specialist or an elemental type, which slightly worried Kasumi. For now, however, she remained passive and let her Ashikabi do the talking

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Amami

Amami casually walked along and bid Mutsu and, most likely, his Sekirei goodbye with a light wave of her hand. She then carefully rested her hand on the hilt of the short-sword tied to her belt and let her eyes sweep over the pair already waiting here. One was a woman with short white hair, who also held a hand on the hilt of a sword. The woman's dark clothing was intriguing to Amami, but then she turned her attention to the male of the pair. He seemed to be a pretty average brunette guy, however, he clearly wasn't from Japan. This also intrigued Amami, and she prepared to introduce herself when a white car pulled up, disgorging another pair, this time both women.

One was dressed as a miko, which Amami found strange, of course it was completely possible she was the maiden of one of the nearby shrines. Her expression didn't reveal much, however Amami didn't worry much about her when compared to the one next to her. Her reddish hair was short and somewhat frazzled, which wasn't really what set Amami off. Somewhat more concerning was her clothing, or rather what passed for it as it left very little to the imagination. Pure white and body hugging, it didn't cover the middle of her stomach and didn't attempt to conceal her cleavage much. However, what really worried Amami was the large axe on the woman's back, which was rather obviously a real weapon. Amami eyed both the axe-wielder and sword-user warily as she stood there, deciding to introduce herself she slowly said "I'm Yamashita Amami, and this is Mao." To which, the slightly reluctant axe-wielder slowly replied "I am Kasumi."

Mao followed Amami's looks around with her arms crossed. She didn't recognize the Sekirei. Not one. In reality it wasn't odd, there were a good hundred or so after all. If there was anything she was sad about, it was that there wasn't another person to trade jabs with. Sure the two Sekirei there were still fighters, but, she was hoping she could have a good old practice brawl. She would be inclined to do it anyway but the atmosphere told her otherwise. When Amami introduced them both, Mao simply smiled and nodded in the direction of the others.

Amane had mostly kept her attentions on keeping the distance from the males in the group. (Counting the assistants that had shown up to her and the others) When she had finally settled somewhere close to Kasumi, who had began scouting out the "competition", Amami introduced herself and her Sekirei, Mao. She eyed the woman, up and down. Other than the sword she seemed to be relatively peaceful. It was definitely more calming than the animalistic face on the male partner of the other sword-wielder. "Greetings." She said in a low-tone, "I'm Amane." She made sure not to make eye-contact with anyone besides Kasumi and might seem angry for that reason.

Mao, meanwhile attempted to. All Amane did was jerk her head to the side quickly leaving Mao slightly flabbergasted. "So much for being friendly." She whispered to Amami followed by a quick sigh.

Amami shrugged and approached the axe-wielder and the miko, who was her ashikabi most likely. The axe-wielder eyed Amami warily as she approached, and her eyes never left the hilt of Amami's blade nor the hand that clutched it. Amami however merely offered a friendly smile and greeted "So, your name is Kasumi right?" Kasumi warily nodded while Amami continued "Thats a very nice axe, though I prefer my short-sword here or a gun." Kasumi seemed bewildered by this, unsure of how to react, which made Amami chuckle mentally even as she maintained her calm demeanor.

Kasumi, for her part, had no idea how to react to this developing situation. She hadn't ever had people approach her with the intent of making friends, usually her rather hostile aura was enough. She looked, almost helplessly, to her ashikabi before stepping back slightly. She carefully said "I prefer the heft and power of two handed weapons." After that, Amami immediately responded "Oh, thats cool I guess, I prefer speed." Kasumi then carefully stepped back, trying to signal an end to her involvement in the conversation.

"At least you've got manners I suppose for my supposed competition you guys aren't that worried that we may get attacked from the sides or that there is a bomb somewhere nearby?" Izumi asked them as she chuckled. "Don't worry I don't see any threats outside from that guy you came with. In case you couldn't figure it out he's a...you know what you can figure it out yourself later." Izumi told them with a smile as she got out and moved her hand from the bottom of her sword hilt to the middle. "My name is Izumi my number is none of your concern since you're not my opponent for now that may change. This is-" Izumi said confidently before Brandon interrupted her. He cleared his throat and then looked at all of them. "You're lucky so many people think your a cosplayer you need to hide than giant weapon better. In fact I'm hoping no one called the cops. I didn't call you here but my name's Brandon Hunter and I'm American. Born and raised on the East Coast. I'm Izumi's one day old ashikabi for what it's worth." Brandon told them as Izumi looked at him indifferently but internally she was a bit annoyed she got cut off by her ashikabi. "Well I suppose that the secret's out in the open we may as well admit that you're all first day sekirei. Well come inside the big guy will guard the door. As long as your here the most you need to fear is fear itself and sekirei than make you cause fear or are doppelgangers. Follow me ladies and good man. Oh and one last thing there were SUPPOSED to be more but sadly they all were eliminated before we got there so yeah you're pretty lucky." Yukimura stated with a chuckle as he entered the door. However the first moment Izumi stepped in she was greeted by a huge shout as a girl at the top of her voice came out of nowhere and stood there shaking and smiling from ear to ear. Her voice was like bubble gum and she smelled like strong apple scented perfume. "HEY HEY HEY THERE!!!!! WELCOME TO UEDA TOWER! I AM YOUR GUIDE TO THE GOOD MASTER BUT I'M ALSO SO GLAD TO MEET ALL OF YOU! I HOPE WE ALL GET TO BECOME FAST FRIENDS JUST ASK AND I WILL DO ALL~ IN MY POWER TO TRY AND GET IT FOR YOU!" said the loud girl as she twirled around in a circle. She wore a french maid outfit and Yukimura stood there with his hand on his head shaking back and forth. "This is....Setsuna. Just go with her and she'll take you to the boss....if you can survive her antics." Yukimura said in a tired voice as Izumi simply grinned with teeth and walked over and bowed her head putting her one hand in a balled fist and putting her other hand over it and then bowing slightly, "Thank you for your assistance miss. I am glad to have such a...cheerful waitress...and you smell so pretty as well." Izumi said but there was a slight amusement to her tone as if she wanted to laugh but didn't dare insult the girl. Brandon though of it as sarcasm but stood there staring at the girl's che-outfit for wondering what kind of luck-kinky bastard ran this place. ..

After being ushered inside, Kasumi eyed the obviously enthusiastic maid with something between caution and confusion. Why was she so peppy about bringing them to her master? Kasumi would suspect a trap but she was genuinely enthused that it didn't seem the part. A real trap would've been more subtle, consisting of her ushering them along to the meeting and carefully avoiding mentioning anything that could be potentially incriminating. However, she couldn't stop her curiosity when the sword-wielding Sekirei stepped forward to speak with the maid. Kasumi didn't leave her post next to her ashikabi, however, and simply mumbled "She seems oddly enthusiastic, Amane-sama, why is that?"

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Amami

Amami walked into the building only to stumbled backwards into a wall as the maid's enthusiasm hit her like a literal brick wall. After a moment of recovering herself, Amami decided to be personable and talk to the maid. She smiled pleasantly and stepped forward to the maid, offering "Hello, I'm Yamashita Amami, but please just call me Amami, honorifics bother me and I prefer my first name to my surname. It's nice to meet you, Setsuna-san!" Amami made a conscious effort to match the maid's enthusiasm, but could only manage slightly excited as her natural caution still demanded a hand on her blade.

Amane looked over the cheerful maid as best she could to give Kasumi an answer. That however, hadn't escaped her but never even got close to her. The only answer she could give the Sekirei was, "As we seem to either not have or repress our emotions, she's probably the opposite. That being said, what makes her cheerful is beyond me." She whispered to Kasumi. "I wish I could give a better answer in all honesty."
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"So many special people we've met today." Mao said to herself. First it was the two they met at the door to Amami's house, next were the other Ashikabi and Sekirei (an American and a sword wielder as well as an angry shrine maiden and an emotionally detached . . . Something), and finally was this overly hyper maid. It was probably better than the Shrine Maiden with her angry face, but still. . . She could only think about her own dress and the fact the Amami carried a sword around. They actually weren't too different. Ignoring the emotionally disturbed pair, and the fact that her Ashikabi and the Swordswoman were distracted by the maid, Mao went over to the male Ashikabi and could only notice to well where his eyes veered. "Prospecting the gold mine, boy-o?" She asked with a hint of laughter on her voice. Her mouth curled up into one mischievous smile as she said it too.

"There's no harm in looking." Brandon told the girl who came up to him despite blushing in embarrassment however he didn't even need to look at Izumi to notice she would cut off his fingers if he took a second glance at the girl. "Well Setsuna you may as well lead the way." Brandon told her as she suddenly snapped out of the conversation she was trying to start with Izumi about perfume but stopped. "I would be of the same mind as my ashikabi." Izumi stated patiently as Setsuna apologized profusely nearly smashing her head onto a nearby vase before recovering swiftly and nearly tripping over herself in her high heels. "Come on my master is waiting for you all! Don't look at me like that I'm not some meanie I'm not trying to trick you. That's Yukimura's job he's the guy as you would say....pisses in your cornflakes whatever those are...sounds nasty." Setsuna said as she led them all into an elevator to prove she meant no harm she jumped up and down and twirled around to show there were no traps...Brandon had to look at Izumi's sword to avoid the panty shot flashes Setsuna accidentally gave off. Izumi smiled at him and the smile was obviously her way of saying, "Good boy!" to him as the ground proceeded into the elevator. "Welcome to Shimazu Towers ALL OF YOU! I'm sorry that we can't take the glass sided one it's not as close as this one was." She said apologetically as Izumi chuckled, "Well it's a bit cramped with a giant axe wielding sekirei in here anyways....you really should have kept that downstairs." Izumi commented with an attempt at hiding her annoyance in her humorous voice. "Of course I wouldn't want to leave me blade behind but that is noticeably smaller than your axe...and thinner....Unlike Setsuna's assets." Izumi commented as she had been practically shoved in the corner and had no chance to actually pull her sword on anyone in any case if something did happen on the cramped elevator. "Oh stop complaining." Brandon told her, "Once we get out of here you can have elbow room...besides I'm more concerned why there are no lobby workers downstairs when we arrived." Brandon said as Izumi did concede, mentally, that her ashikabi had a point.

However she had little time to think on it as they soon exited on the second to last floor, "WELCOME TO THE SHIMAZU PENTHOUSE AND OFFICES!" Setsuna told them as she shoved her way out of the elevator practically and told them to follow them quickly. Izumi and Brandon walked beside each other with Izumi holding Brandon close to her protectively but hid it as a loving tug.on his shirt. The girl was clever he gave her that much Brandon did and he was glad she was his sekirei some others may not have been so smart or open minded as she had been....or would be able to back themselves up in a fight like her. They had a luxurious view of Tokyo out in the distance BUT it was a bit bright and it annoyed him that the sun was so inconveniently in his face. He saw solar panels jutting out of the windows and he whistled when he looked at how high up they were. Brandon had rarely ever been up before. "Come on hurry up already master wants to get this meeting over with as soon as possible!" Setsuna told them. "Come on Brandon we can't keep the 'master' waiting." Izumi said in her deceivingly cheerful voice once more which was starting to irk him. "Alright I'm coming I'm coming!" Brandon told them as suddenly Setsuna stopped after a bit of a long walk which made Brandon sweat a little. "SO much walking..." Brandon complained quietly as the girl stopped at the door and bowed, "This is my master I won't be here with you, you'll be alone, so keep from aggravating the master please!" Setsuna told them as she opened the door before doing so she knocked thrice. "Master the guests are here." Setsuna called as a calm voice called, "Send them in." The Prince called as Setsuna let them in. Izumi walked in first then The others with Brandon coming in last and the man sat twirled around looking out a window in a big expensive chair, There was a family crest on the wall and there were awards and portraits all around the massively sized room which was stupidly big from the inside but looked small from the out. "To whom may I be addressing good sir?" Izumi asked after bowing slightly. The man didn't turn around he merely sighed, "Direct to business...I expected that from a woman dressed so formally. And with such a low number...." the man stated as Izumi instinctively reached for her sword but stopped herself after Brandon tapped her on the back. "To think this city was once so normal....not unlike New York or Paris. Now....now it's something completely different....my name is Toyori Shimazu and I am the son of the owner of Shimazu and Ueda Incorporated. We work on computers and other sorts of advanced technology." The man said longingly then professionally as he turned around and revealed that he was a handsome young man with green hair and chocolate brown eyes. "I already know of all of you obviously. But why don't you introduce yourself to your possible colleagues...." Toyori stated professionally as he held his hands to either side of himself.

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Amane looked "the son of the owner of Shimazu and Ueda Incorporated" in the eye and said, "I believe we have introduced ourselves to each other. Because of that, I believe there are no more words needed to be traded on that matter." It was blunt and too the point. The mask she had on still held out as well, even against someone who quite obviously held an amount of power. She merely looked over the other Ashikabi and Sekirei pairs as she remembered their names. Mouthing their names, she backed off and hide behind Kasumi.

Amami nodded at the words of the Shrine Maiden, Amane, and added "Yeah, we have already introduced ourselves. So, Shimazu, I would imagine you intend for us to work as a team right? I would also imagine you intend to serve as the chief, considering you brought us together. If thats the case, I'm fine with it and I do think we need to work as a group. That said, however, I should think we all want to know what, exactly, we are signing up for. I doubt you are doing this out of the desire to avoid having to pay for medical care, since your rich, and if it were pure charity then you'd have assembled a whole bunch of Sekirei and Ashikabi. So then, what is it your after here?"

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Kasumi

As Amami's deluge of words flowed out like a river, Kasumi became aware of her Ashikabi edging behind her. Deciding that this meant Amane wanted protection, perhaps from the others, Kasumi tensed her body, prepared for a fight. She could have her axe out and swinging in a moment, but she was at a disadvantage in here because her weapon functioned better in an open space. So, instead of going for her axe, she stayed ready to grab her Ashikabi and dart from the room. If she could just get a few floors down, she could safely jump out a window and land on a roof, making an easy escape.

"Well then at least one of you has manners Mr. Hunter and Miss Izumi..." Toyori said rolling his eyes at how fast his companions were so quick to jump down his throat. "Is this REALLY how your mothers taught you to act to rich businessmen? Sekirei withholding since well from what my girls tell me they didn't have 'mothers' per say more of baby sitters." Toyori said plainly as he calmly poured himself a tall glass of water and drank it after which he quickly penciled down something and typed something up on the computer before turning back to his companions. "Sorry you caught me in the middle of a work session I'm afraid however I will gladly answer your questions." Toyori said nonchalantly as he tapped a pencil against a table very slowly and methodically. "Yeah well thanks for the compliment boss but the moody women have a point in all of this you're clearly richer than the average bear so you're clearly not in this for the money. Izumi darling are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Brandon asked his sekirei who still was rather tense and uncomfortable. "That I should break everyone's legs in here to prevent them from hurting either of us?" Izumi said impatiently as she glared at a corner of the room. Brandon looked at what she was glancing at for that brief moment but nothing was there. "Besides the murderous thoughts yeah I mean that-" Brandon started to say but Toyori cleared his throat, "No leg breaking please...." he said after which Izumi chuckled, "No promises my 'friend'." she told him as he chuckled.

"Nice attitude I like that. Now to address the big elephant in the room that our lady friends over there are wondering about. It should be obvious isn't it? Numbers. I'm already an established figure two weeks into the sekirei plan and am code named, "The Prince" by HMTAI Incorporated. There are four of these figure heads who have already brought themselves up as MAJOR problems. First off myself....I'm a man with only a few sekirei handlers backing me with the exception of you guys. However I have many resources and my sekirei are extremely dangerous. I've already wiped out two pairs without actively searching and have beaten ten more into running away. This plan...it sickens me and I hate to be a part of it but I have no choice. Now then to the competition of mine in this city. There's the Mastermind a man who's exact name and origins are unknown hell even his eye color and skin tone is unknown. He's known for his small collection of under powered sekirei.... the thing is....the way he uses them is inhuman....he has next to no followers but he has nearly wiped out half of the known competition in the west and would have likely gotten you if I had not stepped in. His primary sekirei is number 102 a young girl named Izumo. She only can use her fists as fighting tools and she is often assisted by the screaming sekirei number 93 Tsubasa. I got this information from a sekirei's ashikabi who managed to get away. That's all I know about him and the fact that his other sekirei are sabotaging me in the west are not exactly comforting. He's not taken any active steps outside of the west. But don't you DARE underestimate him....the mere fact that he took down number 29 in the northern sekirei hunt is....disturbing. To give you an idea number 29....she had the power to control her bones....and she was taken down by a screaming girl and a fist fighter....that makes me worry." Toyori stated as he looked out the window.

"The next is a chump....a man by the name of 'The Warlord is controlling the North through fear and has a horrid way of hiding his position it's as if he doesn't care who knows where he's at. But he's a crime boss of which triad or Yakuza I have no clue but he has non-sekirei combatants to take care of his business if he needs to get something done quietly. He won that sick Northern Sekirei Hunt that happened yesterday. He also controls most of the north. He has no eliminations but that's because the survivors from what I heard are only survivors because he orders his sekirei to let them to and that he enjoys prolonging his fights. In other words a modern barbarian with mercy tendencies. He's dangerous to the extreme but he is less likely to outright eliminate you compared to the Mastermind." Toyori said as he breathed in heavily. "The final major player is the man known as 'The Rebel' who refuses to play the game outright unless someone tries to hurt his friends or sekirei. I consider him a annoyance at this point and he will only get hunted down by the other two or the discipline squad if he does something stupid. Consider him a threat at your own peril." He said plainly simply shrugging off the man as an annoyance.

"Now after saying all this the question should be a simple one to answer by yourself? But if you understandably got lost in all of that the simple question is this: Do you like working by yourselves and risking alliances going after you? Or do you want to work with me and prevent the mobs from going after you? I will offer you a place here in this tower which also serves as my family's personal home away from home and my family is rarely here since they mainly work overseas. So in other words free dining, and bedding. In exchange you do as I say, you don't leave this tower without me knowing, and you fight when I say you fight however you're free to go and actively do the sekirei plan if you wish. I have a personal disgust for it but that's just me not you. I want numbers and I want them so that they don't overwhelm the tower and kill all of my beloved companions. And of course my employees as well. I'm not a man who enjoys watching people suffer. Though I warn you I wouldn't trust everything I say. I am a business man after all though if you don't like my offer, you can try to go and offer your help to a unknown who deals in actually winning this game, a mobster who might just kill you, or offering your help to a man who is doing literal NOTHING until it literally breaks down his door. It's all on you now." Toyori stated plainly as he turned around in his chair at least and faced them.

The man brought up a convincing argument he had to admit. Brandon breathed in deeply and Izumi still was unsettled and clearly uncomfortable. "Hey did you even listen to what he said?" he whispered to her as she looked at him like he was a bug. "Of course I'm just busy making sure your sorry butt doesn't get kicked because last time I checked you assumed that a man in a white automobile was a trustworthy person just because he knew about the plan you dolt." Brandon grimaced and noted she did have a point on the other hand..."Bite me." Brandon stated plainly to his sekirei as she grunted. "Yeah I see where you're coming from I'm with you and besides I needed a new place for me and the lady friend over here." He stated as Izumi stayed quiet. "If your sekirei was glaring any harder at me she'd cave in my chest." Toyori said tensely. "I won't actually do that to you if you don't give me reason to. Right now I'm questioning myself if you really haven't given me a reason to do that" Izumi responded cryptically.

Mao simply looked over the man as he spoke his terms. She didn't like them. If money were an issue that might be one thing but the Sekirei still have the free money card. "So, going by that logic, should we trust what you just said? Just a thought." Mao wasn't a fan of people who acted high and mighty and particularly hated how he had a control complex or at least how it seemed to her. She was ready to leave but, that choice didn't lie with her. Now did it?

Amane listened to the girl with the red hair, Mao. Amane couldn't help but agree with her statement but didn't want to speak up. She didn't exactly want to work for a man, especially this one. She also had her other duties to attend to, such as her shrine. She whispers to Kasumi, "I don't think we should work with him." She was curious of what her Sekirei thought.

"No I said that because be it simply that I may lie to you in order to keep things secret. I'm not stupid enough to just tell you everything I know about everything. A man needs his ace of his sleeve per say and with that said I would rather you not go work for the competition or become said competition. I need help and so do you. I'm offering you a mutually beneficial arrangement. I may not be completely trust worthy myself but I'm not a man to go stabbing people in the back. If I fight I fight them to their faces." Toyori said simply holding his hands to either side. "On that note how can I trust you? Some nobody sekirei whom has nothing worth noting on your resume besides a fairly decent number. Even then as I said that hardly matters seeing as a twenties got taken out by high nineties and a hundred. The fact that your only other real option is The Rebel who's not even going to participate leaves you with very few options outside of my own help. Tell me Mutsu seemed like a good guy right? I'm not sure which one of you he went to exactly but I know Mutsu is for a fact willing to take a bullet between the eyes for me. If you don't trust me do you trust Mutsu? A man who's integrity is beyond my own? A man who's willing to stick by his word." Toyori tried his best to sound charismatic but it was clear he wasn't use talking like this. Izumi merely rolled your eyes, "Yes because you totally are selling that backstabbing part so well. Look I'm on your payroll by way of my one day old ashikabi over there. So just drop it and tell your girl to come out of hiding already would you?" Izumi said with boredom as if this was a game she'd played before. Suddenly the wall dropped down and it wasn't a wall but a cover and a ebony woman stepped up in front of them with her eyes firmly planted on Izumi disapprovingly. "Hey I told you to not come in here Momo!" Toyori said angrily at Momo who sat on his desk and crossed her legs. "How'd you see me? I'm not easy to spot you know!" Momo said sourly and with a pout to her voice as if she'd got caught taking a cookie. "You're dealing with a whole different sort of sekirei girl. I'd be killed by my old teachers if I didn't see through a simple sheet like that. Impressive but your left side was slightly crinkled. Momo sighed, "Damn it! That would have cost me against an opponent like yourself there. Well the jig is up and I'm caught good game and all that. But in all honestly the boss here DID tell me not to come but yeah I need to watch my ashikabi. My name is Momo Number 44 and I am one of the deadliest mofos you'll ever see in the plan." She said with pride as Toyori glared at her.