𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍~ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎

♡Chapter-9♡

Your point of view.

As Takemichi and I followed behind Draken, the atmosphere grew tense. A sea of gang members parted to let us through, their respectful bows directed toward their leaders.

"Good day, President!"

I glanced at Takemichi, who looked as if he'd rather sink into the ground than continue forward. His awkward posture and nervous glances didn't exactly scream confidence, but I stayed silent, letting him deal with it.

Mikey climbed the shrine steps and the moment he finally turned to face the crowd, silence fell like a heavy weight. His usual carefree demeanor was replaced with something sharper, a commanding aura.

"We're gathered here to talk about Moebius." He began, his voice firm. "If we clash with them, it'll turn into a massive dispute."

Moebius? My mind worked quickly to recall what I'd heard about them.

"Now then." Mikey continued, taking a seat on the steps, his gaze sweeping over the group. "I want to hear what you all think."

As the murmurs began among the gang, my attention was pulled away by a commotion beside me. Takemichi had somehow managed to fall, again. But before I could help him, a tall guy crouched down in front of him, glaring.

"You got a problem?"

I frowned and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, Step back."

He turned to me, scowling. "What do ya want?" He stood up, leaning down to get to my level. "Stay out of it!"

I tilted my head. "Do you have a habit of shoving your face into other people's business?"

"What? No-"

"Doesn't matter." I brushed past him, reaching down to help Takemichi to his feet.

"Oi! Don't ignore me!" He voiced, but his irritation was cut off by a shorter boy standing nearby.

"You're Hanagaki and Y/n, right?" The shorter male asked, his tone laced with irritation. "So ya took care of Kiyomasa from our squad, didn't ya? How are ya planning to pay for the losses?"

"Losses?" Takemichi repeated, blinking in confusion as he dusted himself off.

Before things could escalate further, the purple-haired boy from earlier stepped in, his voice calm yet firm. "Cut it out, Pah. We all agreed that Kiyomasa was using Toman's name without permission to start his underground fights. That wasn't on us."

"I'm dumb, so I don't know about stuff like that." Pah said flatly, his scowl deepening.

"Pah-chin's brain is pitifully small, you know."

I stared at him, baffled. Why is he insulting himself?

"If you don't know, then don't butt in, dumbass!" The purple haired male snapped back, his tone flaring.

"Oi, Pah. Shut up." Draken called from his spot.

"Sorry, Draken." The taller male mumbled, bowing slightly before walking away with his friend.

Draken's expression softened. "Forgive'em, Takemitchy, Y/n-chan. Pah's just on edge right now."

"What's going on?" I asked, my arms crossing.

Draken sighed, glancing toward Mikey briefly before motioning his head towards the purple haired guy to explain further. "Pah's friend had a run-in with Moebius. That's what started this dispute."

"A run-in?" Takemichi questioned, his confusion evident.

His tone darkened as he continued, his voice low. "The leader of Moebius, Osanai, and his group beat Pah's friend nearly to death. They raped his girlfriend in front of him, stole everything he owned, and later attacked his parents and sibling. They didn't hold back."