The Lady Gangsters Mission For The Prince

 In a small cafeteria, a few people were eating because it wasn't lunchtime at that time. A woman in a black hoodie, ripped jeans, and rubber shoes entered and went quietly to the pot of dishes. Then she sat down in a corner, put the hood of her jacket back on her head, and put her hand in the jacket pocket.

 While she was waiting for the cafeteria staff to put her chosen dishes and rice in front of her, she caught sight of a man and the owner herself, who seemed to be having a bad conversation. "Why haven't I paid yet? It took me a while to choose what to eat!" the man shouted with strength.

 The cafeteria owner calmly answered him. "We don't take payment until the customer has finished eating. Only after the customer has eaten will we take the payment, so how do you say you already gave it? "

 "I just gave you the payment earlier. You were so talkative that you didn't notice!"

 "I have other staff here, and they are the ones who check who has paid or who has not paid. Now you are done eating, it's your turn to pay for what you ate."

 The man dropped his hand on top of the table, causing even more noise in their place, so the other customers were slightly scared, especially because of the size of the man's body and because he looked drunk. "As long as I said I paid, I paid!"

 "If you don't want to pay, we will be forced to file a complaint with the police," the owner said calmly, even though the person she was talking to was not showing good behavior. 

He looked angrily at the owner and was about to overturn the table towards the woman when a hand stopped him. 

 "You are already in arrears for not paying for what you ate. Then now you try to destroy their property." She grinned even though that man couldn't see her face, only her lips. "It's unfair, right?" she looked up at the man, a blank expression on her face.

 The man tried to remove her hand, but he couldn't do it. "What do you know? Can you please stay out of this?"

 Adira looked at the owner and saw that she was also tired because she often ate there. This is also the one who cooks what she sells, and then some people are brave enough not to pay when they have already eaten what she worked so hard to cook.

 "Just pay, then it's over," she calmly said.

 He grinned. " The staff of this cafeteria is just stupid, so they didn't notice that I paid."

"Ms., is what he said true?" she asked the lady.

 The owner shook her head a few times, and her face showed that she wasn't lying.

 "No, if I'm the one who made the mistake, I won't be tough with him like this."

 She turned back to the man. "So you're the liar here?"

 The man got out of her grip and tried to push her, so she tried to avoid it, and he quickly fell to the floor. The man stood up again and tried to hit her with his fist, but she just calmly moved her body as if something were being avoided based on her movements, and thought that she was just playing. His fist was going to hit her in the face, but she immediately moved and hit the man's stomach with her fist, and he almost vomited from the force of the punch. She took her two wooden sticks from her back that were hidden inside the jacket with only 2 inches sticking out.

 She put it in front of the man's face. "Whether you pay or not, you will go home with your feet crippled. Your body is capable of working, but you are here to cause trouble. "

 He was stubborn, so she let out a hit on his knee, causing it to immediately fall on the floor. From the look on the man's face, he had been hurt by a strong hit from a woman. "Okay—I'll pay," he said in a strained voice.

 "You want to be hurt before you admit it," she said as she strapped the two wooden sticks to her back.

 The man stood up and quickly paid the owner, who looked like he had not changed, but the man left in a hurry.

 "Are you all right?" she asked.

 The woman nodded. "Thank you. You, are you alright?"

 "Don't worry about me; I can take care of myself."