[color=c4df9b][h3][center]Hiroto Chiba[/center][/h3][/color]

It was to be war then.

Hiroto slumped down, his shoulders slouching and his head ducking down even more than it already was. Well, it wasn’t like they hadn’t all known that this was coming. The Forgotten had been picking this fight for a while and most of Kurosagi had been waiting for the moment when the boss would make it official, or for when the Forgotten would force all of their hands. Hiroto hadn’t been one of the ones looking forward to this, he’d been dreading it in fact, but he had still been prepared for it to happen.

Three targets, struck simultaneously. The boss had evidently been preparing for this day, or more likely Yashida-san had been. It seemed like Hiroto was being put on the team dealing with the drugs and weapons warehouses; a stealth mission, for which he was ill-suited compared to the others, but it also had a good chance of going wrong and a fight breaking out and that, presumably, was when he would come in.

He let out a sigh. Fine, he didn’t like it but fighting and taking hits were the only things he was really good at, so that’s what he would do. Taking out the warehouses would mean fewer weapons for the gang members and less drugs on the streets and that was something worth getting his hands a little dirty for.

Of their group, Usagi was the first one to step forward and accept their assignment before she came to stand next to him. She was confident and he wished he could share in that but he couldn’t; they would complete this task and none of them would be hurt in the process, he would make sure of that, but he couldn’t help but worry something would go wrong.