"Hello, dear readers! I'm your Author-Chan, and I'm back with another exciting tale.
As usual, this story centers around an original character (OC), introducing you to the intriguing world of Yuri Akatsuki, also known as Yuri Yukimura, a spirited J...
As I worked on the car in Dom's garage, my phone suddenly rang, catching me off guard.
It was unusual for anyone other than Brian, Romie, or the guys in the garage to call me.Before I could pick up the call, it abruptly ended.
I found it strange. Then, my phone rang again, displaying an unknown number. This time, I decided to decline the call.
"It can't be..." I muttered to myself.
"What can't be?" Vince inquired.
"Why don't you answer it? It could be important," Dom suggested, but I continued to ignore the calls.
'Tension filled the air as Brian's phone rang, and he answered it cautiously. I couldn't help but feel a growing sense of unease.
When I saw the expression on Brian's face, I rushed over to him and swiftly broke the phone into pieces.
"What the hell, Yuri?" Brian exclaimed.
"How did he find me so quickly?" I muttered to myself, my mind racing.
"He's here, isn't he?" Brian asked, his face calm.
"I need to leave NOW!" I grabbed my jacket, ready to make a quick exit. But before I could, a group of people in black suits stormed into the room, aiming their guns at us.
"FUCK!"
Dominic stepped forward, trying to protect me, and demanded to know who these intruders were. They moved aside to reveal a man in his thirties, further intensifying the tension.
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(Brother Akihiko)
"Tell them to stop."
I urged the Yakuza head to order his men to lower their weapons, trying to de-escalate the situation. Fortunately, he complied, and his underlings reluctantly obeyed.
As Akihiko approached Dominic, I watched with a mix of emotions, torn between relief at seeing my brother and frustration at his sudden intrusion.
"Hey, Akihiko! How have you been, man? Long time no see," Brian greeted him, hugging my brother.
"Good," Akihiko replied.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, my irritation evident.
"I want you to do something for me," Akihiko stated, a request that immediately angered me.
"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you. The contract I agreed to is only for ten years, and I'm done," I replied firmly, crossing my arms.
"This is a family matter!" Akihiko pressed.
"So?!"
Akihiko sighed and signaled for some alcohol, which a bodyguard brought to us. We all took a beer, but tension still hung heavy in the room, especially between Akihiko and me.
