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Chapter 65: Real

TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains explicit/offensive language, violent acts, and graphic themes. Viewer discretion is advised.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me."

It is a Friday afternoon, a day after he left a certain black-haired woman in her own apartment. A certain pink-haired man is currently in one of his bars together with his men and his business partners having a meeting about the upcoming drug export. However, his assistant, Shinrai suddenly barges in, interrupted their gathering before he opened the television. He thought that the old man has finally gone senile for opening the news when he doesn't care about it. But he didn't expect for himself to change his mind upon seeing what's happening.

Bonten has been known as this country's most powerful gang. After years of being in the dark, one member has been finally revealed by the Police Department. This man is Sanzu Haruchiyo. He is the current right-hand man of the gang known for crimes like human trafficking, drug exploitation, fraud, and many more. He is revealed to be the responsible culprit of the seven deaths in Ishigaki which took place last May. The public is being encouraged to take caution when in contact with this man. Once you see him, report to a nearby Police Station immediately.

"Who...the fuck did this?" The man angrily exclaimed with his fists balled. He turns around only to solicit no reaction.

"ANSWER!" He raised his voice which even surprised everybody. He is fuming in anger who dare reveal his features in public. Being displayed on the television right now is a sketch of his face. After more than a decade of being concealed, he cannot fathom that this day would come, that his identity will be known.

Nobody dared to move nor open their mouths in fear for their lives. But they all tried to hide it by wearing their poker faces.

Well, all but one...

"You seem to know something, Marko. Speak up or die." Emerald eyes sparkled evilly as he eyed the man when his pupils dilated. The short-haired man walked toward his boss and took something out of his pocket.

"What the fuck?" was all the pink-haired uttered with a huge frown upon glancing at the photo of a familiar brunette talking with a policeman.

"A week ago, I followed Miss Miyazaki at the Tokyo Police Department. She seemed to have met with the detective, Naoto Tachibana." The pink-haired man's hand started to tremble, not because of fear, but because of extreme anger.

"Are you saying...that the Doctor reported me, Marko?" He gritted his teeth as he asks that. The guard only looked down, unable to come up with any answer.

"ANSWER ME OR I'LL FUCKING SHOOT YOUR USELESS BRAIN!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. The other man flinched but didn't utter anything more just like every single loyal dogs in the huge room.

"She did."

Sanzu was about to take out his gun when they all hear a voice from the entrance of the club. Standing there is a familiar black-haired woman who is holding a box with another guard of his, Dominic.

"Now is not the time for you to come licking my shoe, fucking secretary. Leave before I blast your empty head open." He threatened and was about to turn around when she spoke again.