Haitani brothers

I was a very beautiful young girl. I used to have a family, but when I was 2 years old, I was sent to an orphanage. Now I'm 16 years old. I work as a military security guard. I was a young girl. I had strong arms and legs and abs. Everyone respects me.

One day, I was walking down the street with my friend. I was wearing a military uniform. I had a pistol in a holster on my hips, like my friend had. She found it with me. We were chatting about something. I was walking calmly. My friend and I came to this area because the lieutenant sent us. He was hunting the Haitani brothers' gang. The lieutenant, but we went into the store. I bought cigarettes. I had a scar on my neck like the Haitani brothers'. My face even looked like Ran's. My friend and I went into the store and I bought cigarettes. We were getting ready to leave. For some reason, we were afraid, but I don't understand why I just didn't pay attention. My friend Vika slapped me on the back of the head. And because I went into the store instead of the mission and started scolding me, I was cheerful. Vika was angry because we were late for the lieutenant. She scolded me right in front of people, but I didn't care. I was standing on the street and smoking. My friend continued to scold me because we were late for the lieutenant, but I I didn't care, my friend was mad at me because we were really late. And I was brazenly standing near the store and smoking. I was so mean that my friend was angry. She was standing next to me and pacing from side to side. I was nervous that the lieutenant would swear at me, and I was standing there and brazenly smoking. I had a very similar personality to Ran Vika. My friend understood that the ambulance would call us and the lieutenant would yell into the phone, but I just brazenly stood there and smoked.