Well, that was a complicate situation, but eventually Iruka managed to get better from the the sudden panic attack she had after bumping into the strange haired boy. Right about that time she noticed that someone had also stumbled on the same person and lost their phone in the process.
"Hey, mister... your phone!" Iruka yelled, but the boy was already way too far to listen to her meek voice. She placed the phone on her coat's pocket wondering what would be the best way to give it back to its owner,
"Perhaps I should go to the police? But it would take much time. Ah, I know! There was that detective they announced over the radio, he should be able to help. Anyway..." Iruka thought, but soon enough she remembered that the two-tone haired boy was still close to her on the floor.
With great effort, Iruka extended her hand to help him get back to his feet, trembling like a scared cat because of her mild phobia.
"Hey, are you hurt or something like that? I'm sorry for what happened, it was my fault." Thanks God, when she was conscious of it, Iruka could control the impulse to panic, but just for some time. Then, she bowed respectfully before saying
"I'm sorry, but I got to go now. Please, be well."Then, Iruka took her leave only to turn back a moment later, pick a notepad and pen from one of her pockets, write her name and phone number/e-mail on it and give it to the boy
"I'm Kashima Iruka, please call me if there's anything that you need after that. Sorry again, bye!" Iruka might be poor, but her parents always taught her that she shouldn't ran away from her responsibilities and she always took it to heart. If the boy got hurt in anyway, or broke anything because of her, she would find a way to pay, no matter how much time it would take.
•••
A few minutes later...
"Now, how should I contact that detective?" Iruka wondered as she tapped the screen of her phone while walking down the streets, a bit aimlessly. That was when she thought of checking the Internet, more specifically Connectedin, since any professional worth their salt had a profile there, so it wouldn't be two hard to find him over there.
After a couple minutes searching for a detective by the name of Oliver J Holland, Iruka finally found his contact info and decided to give a call to his office. As expected, no one answered the phone at this late on the weekend, so she left a quick message
"Hmm, erm... hello, this is Kashima Iruka here. Is this Mister Holland's office number? If it's, could you please call back at xxxxx-xxxx, I have possible job for you. If I'm wrong, please forgive me. Have a good night, bye."A little time later, Iruka was passing in front of the Player's Cassino when she was inevitably attracted by the lights and luxury of the place
"Sometimes I would like to be luckier, but I can't even win on the arcade... there's no way I would have any luck here." Iruka sighed deeply as she resigned herself to the barely above poverty life style that she had for the previous couple of years. However,
"Huh? Wait, is it?" Iruka froze in place as she noticed a cassino attendant waving for her next to the staff entrance.
"Hey you, are you over 21?" The attendant asked as Iruka came closer.
"Yes, why?" Iruka relied skittishly.
"Oh, that's great. One of our girls got sick and we are overcrowded tonight, do you wanna a job as her replacement? It'll probably be only temporary, but the pay is great."
"A job? Are you serious, mister? Of course I want to." Iruka flared up immediately, she couldn't believe that she would finally be getting a job after so much looking around. As long as it wasn't anything too hard, she could do it, there was no way she would refuse the offer.
"Thanks God, you're my savior, the Boss was on the verge of snapping because we're low on staff. Come this way, I'll show you all you need to know." The attendant said, guiding Iruka inside the staff area. "By the way, what're your measurements?"
"Huh?" Iruka was a bit surprised at first, but in the end answered the attendant, after all this probably had something to do with her new job. Little did Iruka knew that she had just been shanghaied into quite a troublesome situation...
•••
Sometime later...
"Wa— wait. I have to go there and talk to people, dressed like this? I can't do it, please!" Iruka said just as the attendant who scouted her slap a wad of cash on his hand casually.
"Well, you wanna the money, so you gotta do the job. You're always free to go if you want to."
Those were not very friendly terms in Iruka's opinion, though
"I signed for it, so I gotta do it..." Iruka sighed, before finally stepping out of the staff area and into the cassino properly said. After being bewildered by the place's grand opulence for a few seconds. Anyway, Iruka had a job to do and tried to begin as slow as possible, to get used to it and... free herself of the embarrassment that her work
outfit brought to her.
"Go— good evening, may I help you with something." Iruka said as she approached a blackjack table with a few customers (two men, one of them a dealer, and a woman) around it. And waited for any of their orders with a note pad in hand and a furious blush on her face, as she fidgeted around nervously, not knowing if she was doing what she was supposed to do right.
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