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█▇▆▅▄▂▁THE LOOK ON THEIR FACES WERE ALMOST PATHETIC, IT MADE YOU FEEL EXTREMELY DISGUSTED TO THE POINT IT WAS EVEN HARD TO BREATHE.
the clacking sound of your heels broke the eerie atmosphere as you grabbed a fistful of his hair with a gun pointed straight to his head, "now will you tell me the truth?" his pupils were shaking in fear, fumbled voices trying to yell out from the tape that was sealing his mouth shut.
"this is a waste of time." you pulled the trigger and left the body on the floor, blood began pooling underneath his face.
"lady y/n! it has happened yet again and this time perhaps even worse.." you almost rolled your eyes at her statement, this issue again.
you are a well known yakuza leader in Japan, mainly active in Tokyo as there were more exposure and facilities that could help with work. recently, you've discovered a really good building for a temporary hideout and it can be considered in a good condition.
unfortunately, there was already an owner and the building is currently a gym, which belonged to a man who was known as the white leopard, imaushi wakasa. that man is persistent, stubborn and sly.
for the past few weeks, you had sent a few men to visit the building to negotiate with him. either with money or other requests, you were ready to fulfil them all. but badly enough, they were beaten up by him and once one of them broke a bone.
"this is the third time, why is he so persistent? haven't we offered the highest amount of money? that alone can cost up to more than 10 buildings in the main city." you mumbled in annoyance while opening the car door. "that is very true! what should we do, lady y/n? some are suggesting we should just kill him and take over-"
"are they out of their mind? since when do we result negotiating to instant death?"
she stammered beside you, trying to find the right words but only continued to stutter every time. you pressed on the gas pedal before speeding away, breaking the red traffic light. "i'll visit him myself, wether he likes it or not."
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the night was still young, watch showing it was 9 pm.
you had just finished having dinner with your twin brother at an old restaurant near the park. it was now the time to visit the stubborn man himself.
"as i expected, the building exterior is truly unique itself." you mumbled quietly while opening the entrance door. there wasn't much noise except for squeaking sounds of punching bags and small grunts around.
