sanzu haruchiyo, a criminal and a member of bonten just opened up his own business, an underground fight club. as his business expands day by day, this gorgeous woman walks into the club with a flyer in her hand.
little did he know, this woman is go...
"Why are we here again?" Rindo asks me. I exit from my car and stare at the building before us. "He's taking over Takeomi's Underground Fight Club that's in process." Ran answers and follows me inside the building.
Both brothers whistled in approval when we took a stroll around, "This is pretty big. Impressive, Takeomi." Ran nods with a grin as he scans around.
Calculating what I know so far, this building is pretty much 80% furnished. The flooring and ceiling just need some renovating. "What are you going to call it?" Ran asks me.
That was a great question.
"SCARS," I answer. Both brothers exchanged looks and then looked back at me. It looked like they were holding back their laughs, "Let's post these flyers up." I utter once we enter the printing room.
Rude.
I place a stack of paper in Rindo and Ran's hands. "You're using us as your slaves now?" Rindo asks. I cross my arms over my chest with a nod, "What's wrong with that? I'm Bonten's #2." I state.
Rindo scrunches his nose and turns on his heels, "Whatever. I hope you don't get any employees." He mutters under his breath.
Ran follows behind with a laugh, "No worries, House of Dolls and R&H Club is still #1 in Roppongi." Ran reassures his younger brother.
