The Cure

Chapter 2: The Clan's Number 2..

It had been a few weeks since the tests Y/N had to go through in order to protect Eri.  To him, it was worth it..  He had decided to go check up on things at some of their smaller locations across Japan.  It helped to show those who were still loyal that the Head of the last real gang of Yakuza cared enough to send his number 2.  Now, however, he's moved to one of the largest sites for Shie Hassaikai.  It was his own idea to dig their roots deep here to help bring back the Yakuza, and it was something he had been working on it for a couple of years now....

It actually looked like all of that hard work was finally about to start paying off.

Plus...

To everyone in this city, he was the boss.

—Osaka, Japan—

Yakuza Doorman: *straightens up* "S-s-s-sir!!  W-we weren't expecting you!!" He bows as low as he can while still standing, "Please, forgive me for my unexceptional posture!!!" Y/N looked at the Yakuza member who was just leaning up against the wall with the same emotionless look Kai sometimes gave his underlings.

Y/N: "Please, stand up straight."  The Yakuza member does so with a fearful expression under his mask.. "Improvement is important.  So it looks like you might have something to work on.  Please,-" his voice lowers a bit, "-don't wait too long to get started."  The doorman stiffens up even more than before..

Yakuza Doorman: "Yes sir!  Thank you sir!"  Y/N smiles under his mask, easing his previously intense aura...

Y/N: "It's no problem at all.  But you can loosen it up just a tiny bit, we don't wanna scare off our patrons."

Yakuza Doorman: "O-oh, I see..  Thank you again sir!"  He seems to relax a bit.  Then, Y/N walks in.

The scene inside is that of a well kept bar, complete with pool tables and Karaoke.  The people inside seem to be a mix of locals, a few Yakuza, and even a few foreigners.  Everyone was having a good time, and aside from some brand new faces, not too many people gave Y/N and his crew more than a look over their shoulder before returning to their drinks and conversations.  Y/N takes a moment to gage the surroundings, making sure everything was exactly how he wanted it.

This was one of the few places Y/N refused to run any sort of operations out of, aside from a few private meetings in the room on the top 4th floor.  He believed that there should be a legitimate side of their business so that police had less reason to go through their bank statements and question where they got that money from in the first place.  It may even provide some of the clan members with an alibi if something happened.  Thus, there were a few legit places like this one in the city.

He walked into an elevator, and pressed the button to the 4th floor.  When the doors open back up, he is greeted by a room full of smoke, along with several especially well off looking gangsters.  Everyone stops and looks at the elevator...  As soon as they all see him, they put out their cigarettes without even saying a word.  Y/N takes a moment to observe the room and let the vents that had just been turned on suck all of the remaining smoke away.

Y/N: "Good.  It looks like everyone's here.  And you even remembered your manners.-" He tilts his head and seems to smile behind his mask, "-Thank you for that."

Yakuza Member 1: "We're sorry about that boss, we didn't think you'd be here so early."

Y/N: "I just happened to be a little bored is all.  So I decided to show up before our original meeting time.  Please, don't apologize."

Yakuza Member 1: "Thank you for understanding sir." He stands up and bows.  Everyone else in the room follows suit. "And welcome back."

Everyone In The Room: "Welcome back sir!"