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It was late afternoon, the sky a bright orange in the streets of Yokohama. I was returning from a mission I was sent on. A few Port Mafia soldiers were sent on a mission a few hours ago but ended up getting themselves into trouble. I was sent in so I could heal them and finish the job. It was simple, but it still managed to put a pain in my neck.
Making my way to a Port Mafia owned warehouse, I could hear the ruckus from outside. When I stepped in I found Port Mafia soldiers training, off to the side a few that got injured mid training. At the front stood the ever imposing talk of the Port Mafia.
I made my way around as to not be caught in the crossfire of any training. Stopping a few feet away from Dazai Osamu, right hand of the boss. He was standing there, arms crossed over his chest, having caught notice of my entrance since I opened the door. Casting a side glance onto me. I kept my hands casually at my sides.
“Dazai?” I hummed his name while trying to keep it professional enough to be ignored.