Shizuka had expected an old school, pebble throw game. Do you know? Where you throw a pebble at someone, they get annoyed asking their friend to stop. The friend is confused saying he did nothing and the victim thinks the friend is being an ass by pretending nothing happened? It was almost a child entry-level deception. Shizuka never thought Sojiro would go for something as stupid as fake voices. There was no way it was going to work. People worked with one another, they were bound to hear the slight differences in the voices. It was almost out of a street comedy performance, it was funny but everyone knew it wasn't something that could happen in real li-
Shizuka's face went red, her lips pursed as she tried to hold in laughter. There was no way they were this gullible. You had to have an extra set of Kunai or be missing a Shuriken to fall for that. They argued, pushing and shoving till it became a full-on brawl. Even in the darkness, the various thuds and grunts of the two could be heard. Further below them, their comrades could hear them, calling out for them to shut up. They hissed and cursed till Shizuka heard them fall. A scream of surprise as they fell a short way down before hitting the ground hard. Bickering again before falling off an edge and hitting the ground again.
Sojiro turned around, doing stuff with his hands Shizuka could not quite see. However, with a glint of teeth on the moonlight, she was sure he was grinning at the prospect of free food. She shook her head and rolled her eyes. There was just simply no way that had just worked. It would have to be something they'd leave out in the official report but a mission people would talk about every time they had drinks at an izakaya.
Shizuka wasn't sure how she was going to top that. She couldn't easily just dispatch the last remaining three not after she had decided to be a little troll under the bridge. She sat on top of the cliff trying to think of ways to get rid of these bandits. She could easily pull off fake voices but there wasn't a woman among them. Or was there? Shizuka cleared her throat, tucking her hair behind her ear and cupped her hands to her mouth.
"Ooooh yeah~ It's so BIG!" There was silence as obscene sounds came from the cliff above them. The two stopped fighting as they paused. Shizuka swore even the ocean's winds stopped flapping about. "The treasure is so much bigger than any of my husband's friends! Loot it hard!" There was a brief moment of silence, the sound of a hermit crab blowing bubbles somewhere could be heard.
"YOU WHAT!?" The first man, a victim of Sojiro's joke was enraged. His voice thundering, and even in the dark, his red face could probably serve as a lighthouse. There was mad scrambling as he tried to climb back up. Confused the three started climbing up rapidly, something was afoot and they needed to regroup. They tried to reason with him, holding him back and asking to retreat. "ALL YOU TRAITOROUS BASTARDS!? YOU WERE ALL AT MY WEDDING! JOKES ON YOU I SLEPT WITH YOUR WIFE AFTER YOU GOT MARRIED"
"His wife? WAIT THAT'S MY SISTER YOU PIECE OF HERMIT CRAB WASTE!"
All reason flew out the window. They started to at first hurl insults and reveal truths about one another. They forgot someone was deceiving them and instead resorted to throwing fists at one another. There was honor amongst thieves? Probably none to begin with. Shizuka rolled her eyes at them. She wasn't sure if she should find it sweet at how angry they got over exes and sisters and wives and stuff or feel sorry for how stupid they were.
The five of them were straight out fighting on the cliff edge. Choking, punching, kicking, biting and Shizuka swore from the sounds of it someone was using someone else's hands to beat someone else. The distinct. WHY ARE YOU HITTING YOURSELF, could be heard. Then a I HIT YOUR MOM HARDER THAN YOU ARE HITTING ME! Was heard. It was impossible, now Shizuka half wished there was a way to record this as proof. She would even report it as such if this moment could be official.
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