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Chapter One

At the entrance of an exclusive boxing gym where a group of men-known as Bonten in the underground economy, was welcomed by a man in his late fourties, as the loud thud sounds of fists crashing against the punching bag was echoing throughout the dimmed room.

"I have not yet told her about this," the man informed the male in with undercut hairstyle-Sano Manjiro, the Leader of the mentioned crime organization, he remained silent with his eyes straight ahead at the wide hallway.

Sano wanted-as much as possible, to closed whatever deal or contract the female would offer them, he knew he had prepared himself to accept any terms from her. After witnessing first hand how the woman successfully executed Homura-the dirty governor who had won his candidacy all thanks to the wealth he earned in the underground. Using every single penny-he was able to bought enough of the resident's votes in some particular area in Tokyo.

And just as his term started he went on killing some of those who were in attempt of whistleblowing his filthy name; followed by how he threatened Bonten that if they didn't give him an asylum he would tell the public about their whereabouts-and they knew better than to let the asshole unleashed.

Thankfully, they didn't need to get their hands to work because as soon as they were able to track him down, he was done for already, getting blasted inside the car with his skin and life dissolving into flames with fire burning the filthy life of him-a fitting death for the meaning behind his name; a blast or flame.

"But, it's a good thing that you are here today," a grateful smile appeared on the old man's lips.

Giving a quick glance at the guys behind him before he led them inside toward where the boxing ring was. He knew yn wasn't the nicest woman out there, and there could be a high chance of her refusing to join these guys at work, but was actually hoping for her to join forces with Bonten-that would benefit her big time.

"This gym looks nice more than I expected," commented by the male at the furthest back-Kakucho Hitto, Bonten's number 2 and the former right head of Sano Manjiro's adoptive brother-Izana Kurokawa.

"Too bad it's harder for me when it's dark," he added narrowing his eyes due to the lack of light that the place offered, unfortunately his left eye had no longer the ability to see.

"She owns this and this is where she actually lives, you know that girl is not really fond of lights," chuckled the man.

The boys behind him could clearly see what he meant just by looking at the interior design of the whole place. Split into two floors the first ground served as the main gym, with floor to ceiling tinted glass panels that made the place more darker while the lights were down.

"There she is," stopping in his tracks, the man informed the Bonten members as his attention flew at the centre of the floor-where in one could barely see what was happening in there; only the figure of the female that constantly throw punches at the poor punching bag, and the sweats that were getting illuminated from her forehead and exposed abdomen.

"She's good and hot," nodded the man with a mullet pink haircut-Sanzu Haruchiyo, an only child-no. He was actually the younger brother of Bonten's Advisor; Takeomi Akashi who usually stayed at their headquarters along with Kokonoi Hajime, one of the Executives.

Sanzu licked her lower lip revealing a metallic piercing at the end of his tongue, "Right, boss?" The corner of his lips rose stretching the scars on the either side of his mouth, slipping a glance at Sano who immediately respond.

"Let me just remind you all," his words were trailing, walking toward the seating area across the room, settling his body in the soft texture his gaze watched the back of the female. "Keep your dicks off from our business," he added bringing his eyes back at them, "She'll be off limits once she becomes one of us."