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Music played through the speakers that inhabited that place, located in a neighborhood of Yokohama was the famous brothel "Dark Night" in which only people of money and status entered although some others from the middle class entered, because some knew that the best traffickers and mafias from all over Japan entered there, among them the Port Mafia the leader also known as the "White Reaper of the Port Mafia" Atsushi Nakajima who is also an Alpha and some of his best subordinates including Chuuya Nakahara an Omega with a challenging personality who does not let himself be humiliated by anyone, neither for his thin build nor for his gender.
The albino visited that place to seek distraction or to talk to other bosses of the international mafia to make deals in exchange for something, while his other subordinates looked for some women to pass the time, but they had a simple rule imposed by the owner who despite having women and some boys working there, looked for a way to take care of them, so to speak, which was not to take any of them anywhere other than the brothel rooms.
"So we have a deal, yes or no, Mr. Kim. If you give me half of your weapons, I'll erase any trace of you coming to Japan." He smiled slightly and brought the glass of whiskey to his mouth. He looked at the entrance, spotting the redhead entering. "You have twenty-four hours to accept. Out." The man left, but not before giving the boy a sidelong glance. Leaving them alone in silence.
"What's up, Chuuya-san? Any problems with the other dealers? "
"It's not that, Atsushi. It's just that we found the guy we were looking for, and it seems he wants to start a mini-gang." He threw a photo, and the albino took it and nodded." I'll call Higuchi to look for him."
"Well done, and I hope he doesn't tell anyone. After all, they're just students. They wouldn't want to receive any threats from us." He stood up to leave the office, followed by the shorter one, and they approached the balcony. "Sometimes I wonder if Higuchi truly wants to be in the mafia or if he just thinks it's cool, right Chuuya-san?" "He asked me the same thing too. The mafia is tough, but all in all, at least you make it less demanding than the previous boss," he said, sitting down and pouring himself some wine.
— Yes, well, sometimes it's necessary to change the rules. Although Mori-san wasn't a bad boss, he was quite rude and cruel to some, that includes us too. — He copied Nakahara's action and a scantily clad girl brought him a glass of liquor to leave. — I'm not going to follow his example. — Let's expect a lot from you, boss. — He bowed slightly, showing a reverence, and two subordinates did the same in front of him. He felt too good that his now subordinates and right-hand man trusted him and that he could be a much better boss than Mori, which boosted his ego.
|| 8 Months ago ||
" You know something, dear Atsushi-kun, I'm going to retire from the mafia, and even though I truly know you won't understand my reasons, that doesn't matter. — She raised her gaze, staring at the boy with heterochromatic eyes sternly. She sighed and stood up to approach him, placing her hands firmly on his shoulders. — You see, I want to spend time with my children. I may spend time with them, but I don't want anything to happen to them because of me, and you know what I mean, right?
— Settling scores with you and paying for them with the lives of your family. I understand perfectly, Mori-san, and I would do the same if I had a family.
— I'm so glad I chose you as my next successor, Atsushi-kun. You make me so proud, kid, so today we're announcing my retirement. — I looked out the window, and before returning to my seat, my gaze fell on the albino who was still playing with a ring on his right finger. He sighed in amusement and opened his arms. — I know you want to do this, so come on, hold me while you can.
Atsushi hugged him tightly and both closed their eyes to keep that hug in their hearts, he owed many favors to the older one since he took him off the streets since he was 13 years old and took care of him with Hirotsu until now that he was 23 years old, he saw him as a father figure even though he didn't live with him much but that didn't stop him from becoming fond of Mori. After a few hours said meeting was held to give the surprising resignation of the head of the famous Port Mafia, everyone was stunned but most of the executives understood and understood it perfectly, they thanked him for making them part of this organization and for giving them this family not by blood but when you have been in the mafia for a long time that place is your only family beyond the fact that they understand you better than some people who never went through situations to which they were subjected, that same night they announced Atsushi Nakajima as the leader of the mafia and those who swore their loyalty were rewarded with joy and devotion while those who refused from the beginning were finished off in the blink of an eye, in the mafia you either swear eternal loyalty or dig your own grave there is no other alternative.
"I hope things go well for you now that you're in charge of the mafia, boss. I promise to serve you and support you in whatever you need." He leaned toward the albino, who turned to look at him and shook his hands. "What's wrong?" "Don't address me as 'boss.' This hasn't sunk in yet, Hirotsu-san. Keep calling me by my name, it doesn't bother me." He nervously scratched the back of his neck, staring at him, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on the large window of the office. "I never imagined being the next leader of the great Port Mafia. I like it, but I'm afraid of failing."
"You'll do more than well, your quiet boy," I say, "boss. Don't despair. We all trust that you'll be greatly respected by all those who oppose the mafia." He calmly sipped a sip of tea to see the albino smiling softly at him. "I already said, keep calling me by my name. It's weird that you address me formally. I'm not old." He pouted slightly, drawing a few laughs from the pink-haired girl and the older man. The door rang with a firm knock, they already knew who it was. "Come in!"
"I brought a '89 Petrus to give our new boss a warm welcome. Tell me you brought glasses or have any." I placed the wine bottle on the table in front of some armchairs where Kouyo, Hirotsu, and Atsushi were sitting.
"Yes, dear Chuuya, they're on that shelf. Be careful. I want to believe Atsushi will change it. It doesn't match the office background."
"Yes, I will, Kouyo-san. Don't worry. Do you need help, Chuuya-san?" She approached the shorter man to help him take two more drinks while they exchanged a few words. "I must admit, this welcome is warmer than when Mori took over, don't you think, Hirotsu? I've never seen so many smiles like today."
"I agree with you, miss. Without a doubt, Atsushi will earn the trust of every single subordinate in this building." He looked at the albino approaching them with the glasses, and the red-haired Omega opened the bottle, pouring a generous amount into each glass. "Thank you." "Thank you, dear, and I propose a toast to Atsushi." He raised his glass, and the other two followed suit. "To the boss."
"For the boss!" Chuuya and Hirotsu continued, embarrassing the albino, who laughed softly and smiled at them.
|| Ocurrent events||
A short-haired blonde girl appeared and approached a distance from the albino, who looked at her.
— Did you call me, boss?
— Yes, you have a mission: find the student from "Bungo" High School named Tachihara Michizou and bring him to her. — I handed her the address of the school and the boy's photograph. The blonde nodded.
"Any other requests?" She looked at him.
"Don't let your impulses get the better of you, Higuchi. Stay out of it and don't let them find out you're one of us. Preferably, use a mild sleeping pill." She gave him a serious look. She didn't like that kind of reaction from him. They could easily figure out who he was, and then they'd have to take some unpleasant measures.
— I-I understand boss, I'll be cautious. Tomorrow I'll pay the boy a visit. Can I leave now? — Atsushi nodded and said goodbye respectfully before going down.