Bianka's grudge

Emeri scowled as she stared at Mochi's phone. "She definitely deleted something recently. Problem is that I'd need my equipment back home to restore it proper." 

"I'll authorize it," Mutsumi nodded. 

"Huh? Stupid chief, you can't be serious," Serika groaned. 

"I am. Based on what Yuni told me, it seems like there might be a mole at our station working with Benise." 

"You perhaps?" 

"Midoriya, when your home base is compromised, you rely on external help. Now keep quiet about this. That's an order." 

"Why should I-" 

"Reika would have done this." 

Serika scowled and shook her head, but said not a word more. 

As they pulled up to the station, rain had begun to pour. 

"I'll stay out here while I call for a new limo," Emeri nodded. 

"I don't mind waiting out here either," Madoka shrugged. 

"No, you're coming inside," a now reawakened Mochi glared as she attempted to drag Madoka in. 

"I hate to say it, but I can't help you out of this one. You'll need to work things out on your own," Mutsumi sighed. 

"Don't worry, I'll be in and out," Madoka smiled. 

"If you're not back when the limo comes, I'll leave without you," Emeri nodded. 

"I'll stick with her to make sure she gets out," Yuni smiled as she followed Mochi and Madoka in. 

However, as she entered the station, she was greeted by a disturbing sight. 

“Yuni-chan! So nice to see you, oh and you’ve brought hotties with you too. Are you all gonna celebrate MY BIRTHDAY with me tomorrow!?” Fujiko squealed. 

"EEP! Why are you here!?" Yuni shrieked. 

"To complain. An officer here slandered my precious Fujiko," Tsurutsuru-chan glared. 

"You two are still here?" Mutsumi groaned. 

"Oh yes we are! We demand punishment of the officer who attacked Fujiko!" 

A sinking feeling crept into Yuni as she began to piece together who the offending officer might be. "Bianka." 

"Ahem! That's enough," Kurobane scowled as she approached the group. "Futagawa, the Assistant Commissioner told me that you not only hindered the mission but lost your badge as well. Because of your incompetence, we were not able to get even a shred of video proof against Benise and her client, let alone apprehend her. You are suspended indefinitely until your badge is recovered."

Yuni's gaze narrowed. "What if we produce video evidence?" 

"It could improve my mood, but losing your badge is the greater offense in my book. Now leave, or I'll arrest you for trespassing." 

"Sure are being open about it, huh," Yuni thought as she turned and began heading out. 

"She just came back to work today," Mutsumi sighed. 

"And already failed on the job. Perhaps she should hang up her coat for good. Now then, let me turn my attention to you, Yumeko." 

Tsurutsuru-chan smiled malevolently. "Oh Mako-chan, I need you to do me a favor..." 

In another part of the station, Madoka grumbled as Serika took her mugshots. “Why do I have to look miserable!? It's more natural for me to smile!” she pouted.

“SHUT UP! THIS IS THE 12TH TIME I’VE HAD TO RETAKE YOUR DAMN MUGS!” Serika fumed as she looked at the photos and decided they were good enough.

"Under my authority, you're to be placed under arrest. As such, you're to be treated like a prisoner, so please change into a prison uniform," Mochi scowled as she presented Madoka with an orange jumpsuit and pair of white slip-on sneakers. 

"Uh, do I just throw it on over my clothes?" 

"No, strip and change." 

"Corrupt Loli. This is overkill for something we could settle with money."

"I value justice over money." 

"Yeah right." 

Once Madoka was changed, she was dragged to the elevator and brought to the underground holding area. On Mochi's order, Madoka was marched over to a secure holding cell and restrained in a chair within it. 

"I'll fetch a gag. You keep watch," Mochi nodded as she left. 

Once she was gone, Serika slugged Madoka in the face. 

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!?” Madoka screamed as blood trickled out of her lip and nose.

“Oh, that was for Mochi. I've known her for years and consider her a close friend," Serika glared.

“But she’s evil!”

“There’s no way Mochi would ever collude with a kidnapping ring.”

“She would if they’re all with Illumous!”

Serika’s eyes went wide as Madoka realized she might have said something she shouldn’t have. 

Serika took a deep breath before looking Madoka in the eye. "Why would you assume she's with them?" she asked in a calmer tone. 

“The video! If she was good, why'd she delete the video filming the crime!?" 

"I don't even believe there is a video." 

"But if there is and it's exactly like Yuni says, that proves the loli is evil!” 

Serika glared at Madoka as she turned to leave. “You and that bitch piss me off. Well, maybe if you’re lucky you two can be cellmates and spend the rest of your lives here," she grumbled as she walked out of the cell and shut the door. “Illumous huh? You can’t be serious,” she mumbled to herself as she ascended to the ground floor in the elevator.

A few minutes later, Mochi entered Madoka's cell, seemingly unconcerned Serika was gone.

“You! You’re the Illumous rat that sold out- Mmph!?”

“This is to prevent you from biting your tongue or spouting baseless conspiracies within our establishment. Rest assured, you will be force-fed meals and allowed to relieve yourself. I will also ensure you are given the maximum possible sentence for your crimes," Mochi flatly snarled as she gagged Madoka before leaving the cell. 

"Gagging me huh? Guess you really are corrupt you damn loli," Madoka thought.

...

An annoyed Bianka grumbled emerged from one of the holding cells on the ground floor. “About time you let me out! Did you seriously forget about me!?” she yelled at Kurobane.

“No, other issues arose and needed to be dealt with. We have concluded that you did not sexually harass, nor assault anyone. However, you did level slanderous accusations against the Serene Sea Spa and Salon. For that you shall be punished," Kurobane glared.

“What? Locking me up for nearly 5 hours wasn’t good enough for you? Besides, YOU should know what I said was factual. Heck, you’re the one putting your girlfriend before your duty.”

“I believe the latter half of your statement applies to you. Do not put personal grudges before your duty. Also, Yumeko is NOT my girlfriend. As for your punishment...”

...

Mochi and Serika looked up as they heard Bianka grumbling stomping her way towards them.

“Bianka, please be quiet, just because it's raining doesn’t mean you can make a ruckus inside,” Mochi grumbled.

Bianka turned to Mochi and gasped. “Mochi! What happened to your face!?”

“I was kicked in the face by Madoka Ginkawa. She is currently being detained in maximum security. Feel free to interrogate her." 

"That'll have to wait. First, I gotta do something... Serika, I need a favor." 

"What is it?" Serika growled. 

"I, uh, need you to drive me somewhere." 

"I can-"

"No, Mochi, you stay put. Serika, please." 

Seeing the serious look in Bianka's eyes, caused Serika to give in. "Fine, I'll grab a car so meet me out front." 

...

Once Serika and Bianka were on the road, Bianka came clean. "As punishment for disrupting their event, Kurobane wants me to get shaved at Serene Sea." 

"... Seems fitting," Serika scoffed. 

"Oi, this is serious! It's Fujiko, dammit. She's the reason Mochi changed!" 

Serika began to frown. "What happened?" 

"You know what happened to Mochi!" 

"No, I meant today." 

"Oh... sorry... So, as soon as I realized Fujiko was the one holding the demonstration, I ran over..." 

...

5 hours earlier...

Bianka breathed heavily as she reached the location of the salon demonstration and began pushing through the crowd to get to the front.

“OH! It looks like we have our final lucky volunteer! Will she bravely go for our infamous shave!? Or will she chicken out like our last two volunteers!?” Yumeko grinned as she hyped up the crowd.

“Neither! I’m here to arrest a criminal!” Bianka yelled as she whipped out her badge.

The crowd grew silent as Yumeko stared in shock at Bianka before regaining her composure. “HO, HO! It seems officer sexy from the strip club is here for a shave! I confess, we did pay you beforehand! Now then, let's begin your extreme makeover!”

“Stop screwing around! This is NOT an act! I’m here to arrest Fujiko Yamaguchi for assault, stalking, and a host of other nefarious crimes!” Bianka glared.

Fujiko’s sadistic smile slowly turned into a scowl as Yumeko gritted her teeth. “I- It seems she’s getting a little to into things, don’t worry this is all part of the act-”

“LIKE HELL IT IS! FUJIKO IS A CRIMINAL THAT SHOULD BE IN PRISON! THREE YEARS AGO, SHE WAS ARRESTED FOR ASSAULTING AND CAUSING GREAT BODILY HARM TO MULTIPLE YOUNG WOMEN! Myself included,” Bianka angrily trembled.

The crowd gasped in shock as Yumeko began to panic.

“SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SERVING TIME IN PRISON, YET CORRUPT OFFICIALS DECIDED TO LET HER OUT EARLY AFTER SHE- GAH!?”

Bianka stopped as she felt something dig into the back of her head. Turning, she noticed Fujiko with a pair of clippers along with a chunk of her hair on the ground. 

As she touched the back of her head, she grimaced in pain. "You drew blood, dammit." 

“OOPSEE! This is why we tell you to always keep your head still, if you move around like a maniac, you get cut!” Fujiko giggled as she licked Bianka’s blood off her clippers.

“YOU BITCH YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!” Bianka roared as she tackled Fujiko.

“WAIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING! THIS WASN’T WHAT WE ASKED YOU TO DO! POLICE! THIS CRAZY STRIPPER IS ASSAULTING MY SISTER!” Yumeko screamed in horror.

The crowd dispersed in fear as Bianka and Fujiko wrestled on the ground. Though Bianka put up a fight, Fujiko quickly gained the advantage and managed to pin her down. She then stood up before quickly slamming her elbow into Bianka’s stomach.

“TAKE THAT YOU SEX OFFENDER! IF YOU PERVS THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH SEXUALLY HARASSING ME OR MADAM FUJIKO, YOU’RE ON A ONE-WAY TRIP TO HAIRLESS HELL! DRAG HER TO THE CHAIR AND FINISH THE JOB!” Yumeko roared as she regained her composure.

The remaining members of the crowd roared in excitement as Fujiko dragged Bianka by her hair towards the chair. She threw her into the chair and triggered the restraints before picking up her clippers and grabbing the microphone from Yumeko.

“NOW WHAT SHOULD WE DO TO THIS NAUGHTY BITCH!?”

"SHAVE HER HEAD! SHAVE HER HEAD!” the crowd chanted.

Fujiko smiled as she held the clippers above her head, but before she could flick them on, a police siren blared, and a squad car pulled up.

“DROP YOUR WEAPON IMMEDIATELY!” Mutsumi yelled as she and some officers ran up to the stage. “Release her this instant or I’m taking you both in!”

Yumeko begrudgingly released Bianka as Fujiko glared at Mutsumi. Sensing Fujiko’s bloodlust, Yumeko immediately hugged her and whispered in her ear, “Don’t worry, just stay strong and I’ll make sure you can finish the job.”

Fujiko smiled as she heard those words and pocketed her clippers.

...

Serika grumbled as Bianka finished her story. “So you’re saying one of those stylists has a criminal record!?"

“Yeah, both of them actually, but Fujiko was supposed to still be in prison serving her sentence," Bianka glared.

“Could she have gotten out on good behavior?”

“No! What happened was she had connections. Her and Yumeko are the deputy prime minister's daughters." 

Serika gritted her teeth as she slowly pulled up to the salon. "And we have to honor their request?" 

"Hey, I can rock bald, if it spares Mochi anymore pain," Bianka meekly smiled.