Chapter Thirteen

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(Y/n) had sunglasses resting on her head as she and Matsuda watched Misa complaining about romance scenes.

"I feel useless!" Matsuda whined. "You could sneak into the Yotsuba building," (Y/n) laughed. "You're right! Let's go!" He exclaimed, dragging her by the hand. "Whatโ€ฆ"

Matsuda sneaked around the front desk as (Y/n) stood straight up. "(Y/n)!" He whispered. "Excuse me sir, do you know where Reiji Namikawa is today?" (Y/n) questioned.

"He must be in a meeting but you can wait for him," The man at the front desk said. "I understand, alsoโ€ฆwhere are the bathrooms?" She asked. "On the right you'll see them," He instructed. "Thank you sir!" (Y/n) beamed.

"Oh." Matsuda mumbled. "Fake it til you make it," She grinned. "Count that as your favor," (Y/n) blew a kiss. "Iโ€ฆokay," He said.

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They both hid behind the wall as they both overhead a certain conversation. The two looked at each other with knowing luck. "19th floor!" She groaned.

(Y/n) took off her heels and put on her spare neon pink socks. "Get ready to run Matsuda," She said. They both sprinted up the steps (Y/n) almost falling to her death.

They went through the automatic glass doors and met by the dark, tall door ahead. "Remember to fake until you make it," (Y/n) whispered as Matsuda leaned against the door.

He closed his eyes trying to hear a bit better. His eyes glowed when he heard a few words. And thenโ€ฆhe slipped. (Y/n) caught him and made him stand up straight.

"Who the hell are you?!" Someone exclaimed. Well guess it isn't very professional to have a stylish crop top jacket and a cropped shirt.

"We're sorry for not knocking! I apologize, I'm (Y/n) and this is my companion," (Y/n) said, gritting her teeth after. "I'm Toru Matsui! I'm an agent with Yoshida productions!" Matsuda panicked.

"What we want to say if you're interested in using Misa Amane, our multi talented star, as your new spokesperson," (Y/n) bowed. 'I've never been this formal!' She thought.ย 

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"Yoshida productionsโ€ฆToru Matsui. And (Y/n) (Fake last name), you two have nothing suspicious on you so not a spy." One of them said.

"Yeah! So please take Misa Misa into consideration," The man pleaded. 'Damn! They're going to kill me too, idiot!' (Y/n) thought.

And then the unexpected happened, Matsuda's loud ringtone overfilled the silence as they all looked at the phone.

"Go ahead and answer it, don't say you're here though. Also make sure we can hear it." The other man said.

"Hello?" Matsuda answered, holding the phone away from his ear. "Yo, Matsui! It's me Asahi, been a while right?" The proclaimed "Asahi" said.

"Yeah it's been a long time!" He sweatdropped. "Doesn't seem like you're out right now. Are you home already? Are you by yourself?" The other line questioned.

"No! Of course not I'm with (Y/n), you remember?" Matsuda trailed off. "So do you want to go drinking tonight? You can invite the girl too if you want," 'Asahi' suggested.

"Right now? Sorry no," Matsuda mumbled. "Don't tell me your wallet is in trouble?" Asahi said. "Yeah! Big trouble with money," The man blurted.

"Too bad, let's hang out some other time, buddy, see ya," And with that he hung up the phone. "Anyway! What do you think about contracting our star? She'll be great for the company," Matsuda drifted off.

"If you're going to offer a client shouldn't you at least bring her?" Hatori asked. "Misa Misa is out filming a movie at the moment I can call her after the shoot," (Y/n) grinned.

"You really expect us to believe that?" Hatori asked. 'Theater class really paid off!' "Are youโ€ฆcalling me a liar? Why would I ever lie to someone I'm trying to work with! Are you saying we'll waste your precious time for no reason! What type of person do you think I am?" (Y/n) sobbed, wiping her tears.

The two of Yotsuba gulped. "I'm sorryโ€ฆ" The white haired man apologized. "Hm..you know it could be good to have her as the face of our company," Hatori said.

"Huh?" (Y/n) sniffled. "Exactly, her shoot will be done soon she'll convince you," Matsuda said.

"Speaking of which I'll call her to confirm," (Y/n) said, wiping her tear stained face. 'Great day to not wear mascara,'

"Misa-Misa! There's a great chance that you can work with Yotsuba! Head over to the main office!" (Y/n) beamed. 'Please!' She begged in her mind.

"Amazing! Is that why you and Matsu went off? Don't worry we're wrapping up soon," Misa shrieked.

'Yeah Matsuda is the only one making out alive,' (Y/n) thought.

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"I'm Misa-Misa! Though my only rule is I don't do nudes. Swimsuits are totally okay though! It's really nice to meet you!" The blonde grinned.

"She's really cute in person," One guy said. "Also since Yotsuba's a big group I got the okay to make a big reception," She winked.

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"Today I'll be entertaining you along with the girls from the agency!" Misa beamed. "Is it just me or is this getting weird?" "It can't be helped,"

(Y/n) stared at the booze. "Hey! I know I'm working for Misa butโ€ฆwho wants to play a game! Whoever can drink more than me without getting drunk," (Y/n) grinned as Matsuda went to the bathroom.

"I guess I can," one of them agreed. "I'll keep count!" Two of the girls cheered. "Ready? Set go!" (Y/n) said.

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"Ugh yeah noโ€ฆ" The guy she challenged groaned on his 15th cup. "What's the problem, you can't handle your booze?" She teased, still on her 37th cup.

She suddenly jolted as Matsuda kicked the bathroom door. "Jeez what the hell?" (Y/n) mumbled.

"I'm so drunk~" He cooed. "Hey everyone! Now the moment you've been waiting for! The Matsui show, hehe. Here we go," Matsuda cheered going onto the balcony.

"Hey I think you're too drunk," A Yotsuba member said. "Don't worry I do this all the time!" He reassured.

And with that he tipped over the ledge. (Y/n) sorta snickered. Misa shooed them away. "So glad I'll be the chosen one to dieโ™ก" (Y/n) cooed while hugging a bottle of alcohol. "I like dark coffee more but the bitter taste of alcohol will do," She said.

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Ryuzaki looked at (Y/n), she looked like a total mess. Her face was stained with tears. . "Heheheโ€ฆRyu-Ryu, can you believe that was my first time drinking?" (Y/n) grinned.

"Wait, were you really crying before you called Misa?" Light asked. Matsuda sweatdropped while scratching his head.

"Oh, yeah, great actor don't ya think?" (Y/n) asked. "No, that was horrible, now there's a high chance you'll get killed," L huffed.

(Y/n) covered her eyes with her sleeve. "Are you saying my hard work was for nothing?" She cried. "(Y/n)!" Matsuda exclaimed.

(Y/n) chuckled while ruffling his hair. "Even if Kira kills me, that's a good thing," She grinned. "I'm going to bed now," she yawned, leaning against a wall for support. They looked at each other confused.

Bro I'm amazed about how my dad can drink 24 bottles and still not be drunk.


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