Operation furry execution and vacation

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Mission: Operation Furry Execution

Location: Exclusive Billionaire’s Mascot Party – Secret Syndicate Gathering

Objective:

Eliminate Olivier Faust, a high-ranking syndicate boss disguised as a mascot.

Avoid detection—this party is filled with politicians, crime lords, and billionaires.

Extraction before special security teams arrive

The Setup: Chaos in a Furry Wonderland

The venue? A high-end mansion turned into an insane mascot-filled gala. Instead of formal attire, everyone wore oversized, ridiculous mascot costumes.

Lions. Rabbits. Giant pink bears. A walking hotdog.

And somewhere among them? Their target.

Kenji adjusted the massive panda head on his disguise.

"This is the dumbest mission we've ever taken."

Yashiro, dressed as a blue cat, twitched his fake ears.

"Correction. This is the dumbest mission so far."

Seiran, now wearing a menacing wolf costume, growled.

"I hate everything about this."

Alexier, disguised as a sophisticated black fox, sighed.

"Focus. The target is wearing a gold-trimmed costume. Find him, take him out quietly, and get out before security realizes what’s happening."

Kenji snickered.

"So basically, we need to assassinate a guy… in a furry convention?"

Seiran cracked his knuckles.

"If you say ‘furry’ one more time, I will kill you before the mission starts."

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The Target Found—But Things Go Wrong

They moved through the crowd, blending in. Hundreds of mascots laughed, danced, and drank expensive wine.

Then, they spotted him.

A lavish golden tiger mascot, sipping champagne near the VIP section.

Alexier whispered.

"That’s him. Time to—"

But before he could react—

A security system locked down the room.

An alarm blared. The event host’s voice echoed:

"Ladies and gentlemen, an assassin team has infiltrated the party!"

The crowd froze.

Then—

Pure chaos.

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The Fight Begins—Mascot Melee

Before anyone

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Mission: Operation Furry Execution (Part 2)

Location: Exclusive Billionaire’s Mascot Gala – Secret Syndicate Gathering

Objective: Eliminate Olivier Faust (Golden Tiger Mascot) and escape before reinforcements arrive.

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Security Locks Down—Chaos Ensues

The moment the alarm blared, the party turned into a warzone.

The host’s voice boomed again over the speakers:

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have infiltrators among us. Secure all exits!"

Suddenly, bodyguards disguised as mascots revealed concealed weapons.

Kenji’s panda head tilted slightly.

"Okay. Who the hell arms a security team in mascot suits?"

Yashiro, adjusting his blue cat disguise, smirked.

"Rich criminals with a bad sense of humor?"

Alexier, gripping a concealed blade under his fox costume, growled.

"Focus. Our target is escaping through the VIP exit!"

Seiran, still glaring from inside his menacing wolf disguise, clenched his fists.

"Then we cut through them."

The fight began.

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Mascot Melee: The Most Ridiculous Assassin Battle Ever

One of the security mascots—a giant yellow duck—lunged at Kenji with a baton.

Kenji sidestepped, grabbed a champagne bottle from a nearby table, and smashed it over the duck’s head.

"Go back to the pond, dumbass."

The duck collapsed.

A massive gorilla mascot charged at Yashiro.

Yashiro rolled his eyes.

"I swear, this is some kind of fever dream."

He dodged, grabbed the gorilla by its furry head, and flipped it into the catering table. Plates shattered, and expensive wine splashed everywhere.

Alexier, using the chaos as cover, moved toward the VIP exit.

But then—gunfire erupted.

The Golden Tiger Mascot (Olivier Faust) had pulled a gun from inside his costume.

Seiran **reacted instantly

Alright, time for a cooldown after that absolute madness.

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Mission Aftermath: Post-Battle Recovery

The team finally made it back to their penthouse, battered but victorious.

Kenji collapsed onto the couch, still wearing part of his panda suit.

"I am never wearing a mascot costume again. Ever."

Yashiro, taking off his cat mask, smirked.

"Oh, come on, Kenji. You looked adorable."

Kenji threw a pillow at Yashiro’s face.

"Shut up, Fluffy."

Alexier sat on the armrest, sipping water, exhausted.

"That was the dumbest mission I have ever done. And yet…"

Seiran, already making tea in the kitchen, finished his sentence.

"…it worked."

Yashiro grinned, nudging Seiran.

"Hey, you were kinda badass back there, Seiranchi."

Seiran gave him a side glance.

"I always am."

Kenji groaned.

"Alright, but next time? Can we just do a normal assassination? No parties. No disguises. Just a simple—"

Raven’s voice suddenly crackled through their communication link.

"New mission incoming. Get ready."

The team groaned in unison.

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MISSION: VACATION (a.k.a. Survive a Week Without Killing Each Other)

Raven, surprisingly, had approved a one-week vacation for the team.

Destination? A private cottage by the sea—a place Alexier had always wanted to visit.

Arrival at the Cottage

Kenji stretched his arms as he stepped out of the car.

"Man, this place is kinda nice. Almost too peaceful."

Alexier, taking in the fresh sea breeze, smirked.

"That’s the point, dumbass. We’re not here to kill anyone. Just relax."

Yashiro poked Seiran’s cheek.

"Oi, Seiranchi, you ever been to the beach?"

Seiran, expression unreadable, simply replied:

"I hate sand."

Kenji snorted.

"Yeah? Well, deal with it. You’re gonna get a lot of it."

Yashiro, already plotting something, grinned.

"How about a bet? First person to lose their temper on this trip… buys everyone dinner for a month!"

Kenji smirked.

"Oh, you are so on."

Seiran and Alexier exchanged looks.

"Idiots."

And so… their "peaceful" vacation begins.

"Vacation or a Runway Show?"

As the team arrived at the beach, it didn’t take long for heads to turn.

A group of young women nearby began whispering and giggling, stealing glances at them.

Random Lady #1: "Oh my God… are they models?"

Random Lady #2: "Forget models—look at the tall one with glasses! So sharp!"

Random Lady #3: "The one with the messy hair looks like trouble… and I like it."

Kenji, noticing the attention, smirked and ran a hand through his damp hair.

"Tch. Not surprising. Must be the aura of a seasoned assassin."

Alexier rolled his eyes.

"More like the aura of an attention-seeking dumbass."

Yashiro, hearing the whispers, grinned and nudged Seiran.

"Oi, Seiranchi, seems like you got some fans."

Seiran, expression deadpan, didn’t even glance up.

"They can look all they want. I’m not available."

One of the boldest ladies finally stepped forward.

"Excuse me… are you all celebrities? Or—"

Before she could finish, Kenji threw his arm around Alexier’s shoulder, smirking.

"Sorry, ladies, but this one’s already taken. Right, sweetheart?"

Alexier’s face turned red instantly.

"Y-YOU—?! LET ME GO, SENPAI!"

Kenji, grinning ear to ear, didn’t budge.

"Come on, babe, don’t be shy~."

The ladies swooned even more at the display, while Yashiro nearly died laughing.

Seiran? He simply sighed.

"I need a drink."

"Wait… Isn't That—?!"

Just as Alexier was about to shove Kenji away, one of the ladies suddenly gasped and pointed at him.

Random Lady #1: "W-Wait a second… That face—THAT’S ALEXIER DEL TIERÓ!!"

A ripple of shock spread through the group.

Random Lady #2: "OMG, you’re right! He was that rising model before he suddenly disappeared!"

Random Lady #3: "I had his magazine cover! You were, like, insanely famous in the high-fashion industry!"

Alexier froze. His entire body stiffened as he clenched his jaw.

"Tch… just my damn luck."

Kenji, meanwhile, burst into laughter.

"Oh-ho, what’s this? Our little assassin was a model? Now it all makes sense! That stupidly perfect face, the way you walk—it’s all coming together!"

Alexier turned to glare daggers at him.

"Shut. Up."

The ladies, now completely fangirling, began approaching excitedly.

"Why did you disappear?"

"Are you coming back to modeling?"

"We need a photo—please!!"

Alexier panicked.

Yashiro? Dying from laughter.

Seiran? Already walking away.

Kenji, still smirking, suddenly grabbed Alexier’s hand and pulled him close.

"Sorry, ladies, but my dear Alex ran away to be with me. Isn't that right, sweetheart?"

Alexier’s brain shut down.

His face turned red.

"SENPAI, I SWEAR—!"

The ladies SCREAMED.

"OH MY GOD, ARE YOU DATING?!"

Kenji, enjoying every second, winked.

"What do you think?"

Alexier was two seconds away from strangling him.

Yashiro? On the floor, laughing.

Seiran? Already at the bar, ignoring all of it.

"The Beachside Chaos Continues!"

The ladies kept squealing, their voices practically echoing across the entire beach.

Random Lady #1: "So, so, so—ARE YOU GUYS REALLY A COUPLE?!"

Random Lady #2: "OH MY GOSH, DID YOU LEAVE MODELING FOR LOVE?!"

Random Lady #3: "THIS IS LIKE A REAL-LIFE ROMANCE DRAMA!"

Alexier?

Absolutely losing his mind.

His face was burning as he whipped around to face Kenji, who was grinning like a damn fox.

Alexier: "KENJI, I SWEAR TO GOD—!!"

Kenji: (completely unfazed, still smirking) "C’mon, Alex, just go with it! Let’s give them a love story to remember~"

As Alexier was about to THROW HANDS, a new voice suddenly cut through the chaos.

??? "ALEXIER DEL TIERÓ—IS IT REALLY YOU?!"

Everyone turned to see a man in sunglasses, dressed in a flashy floral shirt, holding a damn microphone.

Kenji’s smirk disappeared.

Alexier’s soul left his body.

Yashiro nearly dropped his drink.

Seiran, already sipping a cocktail, barely glanced over.

Kenji: "...Oh no."

Alexier: "...Oh HELL no."

FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!

The reporter’s camera crew started snapping pictures.

Reporter: "After years of disappearance, the ex-supermodel Alexier Del Tieró has been spotted on a secret beach getaway with his rumored LOVER! Kenji, was it? Can you confirm your relationship?!"

Kenji?

Oh, he was having a BLAST.

Kenji: (wrapping an arm around Alexier’s shoulder, grinning like a devil) "Why, of course, darling. Alex here is just so shy about it, but yes, we’re deeply, madly, passionately in love~"!

Alexier.exe has stopped working.

Yashiro? Dead from laughter.

Seiran? Still drinking his cocktail, muttering "Idiots."

As Alexier was about to murder Kenji, more paparazzi appeared, along with tourists recording the scene on their phones.

And that’s when Alexier SNAPPED.

Alexier: "KENJI, YOU'RE A DEAD MAN—!!"

Kenji: (laughing as he DODGES a flying beach chair) "Ahhh, young love is so violent these days!"

Yashiro (teary-eyed from laughter): "Seiran, should we stop them?"

Seiran: (sipping his drink, deadpan) "No. Let him kill Kenji."

"From Paparazzi to Pure Adrenaline!"

After escaping the chaotic beach scene (and Alexier nearly strangling Kenji), the team decided to burn off steam with something even wilder—motorboat racing.

The waves roared, the engines rumbled, and adrenaline spiked as they prepared to race across the open ocean.

Kenji smirked, revving his engine. "Alright, losers, time to see who’s got real skills on the water."

Alexier, cracking his neck: "Better start praying, Senpai. Because I’m leaving you in my wake."

Yashiro, already grinning like a maniac, cranked the throttle. "LET’S GO, YOU COWARDS—!"

Seiran?

He didn’t even say anything, just adjusted his gloves and silently challenged everyone.

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THE RACE BEGINS!

Alexier takes an early lead, cutting through the waves like a pro.

Kenji, refusing to be left behind, pulls a sharp drift, sending a massive wave straight into Alexier’s face.

Yashiro nearly flips his boat but just LAUGHS like a psycho.

Seiran, cool as ever, maintains a steady speed before suddenly gunning it, almost sending Kenji flying off his own boat.

Kenji: "OI, SEIRAN! DON’T TRY TO KILL ME, DAMMIT!"

Seiran: (deadpan, adjusting his shades) "I’m just driving."

Alexier: (spluttering water from his mouth) "KENJI, YOU—!!"

Kenji: (laughing) "Oops, my hand slipped~"

Yashiro: "STOP FLIRTING AND RACE, DAMMIT!"

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THE FINAL STRETCH!

Alexier and Kenji are NECK AND NECK.

Yashiro is spinning out of control but refuses to give up.

Seiran, like a silent assassin, is right behind them, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Then—A MASSIVE WAVE HITS.

Kenji’s boat nearly capsizes, Alexier skids sideways, and Yashiro crashes into Seiran’s side.

Seiran, finally snapping: "YASHIRO, YOU IDIOT—!"

Yashiro: (laughing, even as they nearly fall into the ocean) "WORTH IT!"

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AND THE WINNER IS…?!

As they all rocket toward the finish line, who do YOU think crosses first?

1. Alexier\, proving once again that he’s a beast at everything.

2. Kenji\, pulling some sneaky trick at the last second.

3. Seiran\, because he was actually holding back the whole time.

4. Yashiro\, PURELY by chaotic luck.

Who takes the crown?!

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