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“So Amamiya-kun, will you approve of our new arrangement?” A man in a white suit asks.
“The Sakura family’s protection for 25% of your sales with a starting payment of 20,000¥ is pretty impressive! It’s just… there’s one thing that’s bothering me.” A young man in a red dress shirt and black suit replies.
“Hm? What do you mean? If anything this deal is more than generous right?”
“It’s not the deal that’s the problem… It’s the man across from me making it.”
“… What? Me?”
“You see, before the Sakura family signs anything, we have our all-seeing-eye thoroughly check everything connected. And you, Kaneshiro Juunya, are someone that doesn’t deserve protection, rather to be used as a warning.” Amamiya said, disgust evident in his eyes.
“I don’t care about what some punk junior yakuza lackey thinks. Is your boss gonna pass up on my offer?”
“Actually… he’s the one who told me to put you down. He knows about the money laundering your bag company does, the under the table drug runs, and all the assaults your men have committed on the Sakura family’s territory. All of that was sure to get your office on our blacklist, but the final nail in the coffin? We found out that you force teenagers and homeless to do your drug runs.”
Kaneshiro stands “BOYS! SHOW THIS KID THE REAL WORLD!” Five men enter the room, obviously pumping themselves up for a brawl.
“You know, I wasn’t sent here to just deny this contract. I am here to completely eradicate your business.” Amamiya stands and takes his glasses off.
“JUMP HIM!” The first man throws an overextended punch which is easily dodged and followed by a powerful stomach punch. The second charges and kicks the first man as Amamiya adjusted to his side but is put in a rear choke by a third. Before second could try kicking again, Amamiya gets low and put third’s face in the kick’s path. Fourth comes in and punches Amamiya’s head while he was catching his breath. The second man picks up a bat and swings but misses as Amamiya recovers. He tries again but Amamiya grabs Kaneshiro and the bat shatters as it collides with Kaneshiro’s ear.
“Nitaro stop trying to hit so hard you team killing ass!” The fifth shouts as fourth rushes Amamiya. Amamiya catches fourth’s momentum with a nose crunching punch that sends him crashing into the fifth who hit his head on the edge of the table.
“Nitaro, was it?” Amamiya speaks, “You telegraphed all your hits. If you couldn’t adapt the third time, you have no chance against me. I’d recommend you call the police and give them this envelope”
“You BASTARD!” As Nitaro threw his punch he got hit with a rotating back fist, knocking him out.
“Guess I’ll do it my self…” Amamiya dials a number.
“Hello? Ren-chan?”
“Hi Mr. Nijima, I wanna report a ‘noise complaint’ at the office near 777 and the SEGA arcade.”
“Ren-chan, this is my personal number, I don’t need code words. Anyways I can’t go but I’ll let my daughter investigate.”
“Why send Sae-san? Doesn’t she have her own detective?”
“Hm? Oh! That gumshoe got transferred and Makoto will be investigating!”
“She completed the academy? I couldn’t really talk to her in Shujin with her being the Prez and me being a rebel. So I’m excited to meet her! … Probably not here though.”
“How many stretchers do you need…”
“… six”
“Kid, you’re a demon sometimes y’know that?
“Hey! Most of that was one of their guys hitting what I could use as a shield at the moment!”
“…”
“I can feel your judgment. There’ll be an envelope on the table next to a guy’s head. I’m going back to report to Boss.”
“Tell Sakura-san to clear up his schedule for Tuesday! It’s the game between the Jaguars and the Red Dragons!”
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What a day… I could use Auntie Sakura’s curry right now, but she’s in Akihabara with our all-seeing-eye. Miss Prez gets to investigate our family for the first time… hopefully she’s going to see our side like Mr. Nijima does. Better report back to the mansion and go to sleep asap.