Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 62

~*Tohoku Towers.*~

It wasn't until well after the concert when Jyunichi was called to the casino; Just in time to see two men fleeing. It was then he discovered the vault was bare. Bare would not adequately describe what had happened. They not only looted the place of every dollar, but they had also left a bright purple and gold marker of a flur-de-lis on the inside of the drilled vault's door. That was the only evidence the police had to go by.

Jyunichi had called the Ronin head. They instructed him to inform Shogo, and say nothing more, then just agree with the boy. Understanding what was to happen, he made his way to the tower.

Opening the door when he had arrived, Shogo sat sipping a glass of wine. "I already know. No need to tell me." He didn't even look in Jyunichi's direction.

Jyunichi nodded, clearing his throat as he spoke calmly about what happened, making sure that Shogo knew how much was missing, also who was responsible. Shogo knew, he found out; he knew also that this one incident was something he could handle. After all, he was a leader. He could handle the situation. "Jyunichi, you need to relax. Seriously." Shogo scoffed.

Jyunichi doubted he knew it wasn't just as simple as blowing it off. The Oyabun would find out and Jyunichi let Shogo know just that. "[Kono kajino no gen'ni ichi-ken wa, akuji-san wa chotto...]" speaking in his native tongue, he wanted to keep minimal ears listening to their conversation. "[Akuji-san kara kakusu no wa murina node wa?]"

Shogo cut him off with a wave of his hand. "My father won't find out about the casino..." No one else would dare go against his word, and even less to think about calling the Oyabun about this. Shogo was going to handle it and that was the end of it. He just had to figure out who is the leader of the Saints was. After that, he will think about that when it comes time.

Jyunichi grunted. Shogo planned on not informing the Oyabun money was lost. Narrowing his eyes, he looked at Shogo, continuing to speak reason with the young man. "[Son'nani amaku wanaidesu.]"

"Oh, for the love of shit man! Don't question me Jyunichi... and we're in America, speak English, figure you would have clued in by now. Damn." having Jyunichi smothering him about what to do and when to act was grating, but that he still holds on to speaking Japanese was infuriating.

Shogo just wanted a minute to think. It was already late in the evening, nothing could be done, he already sent out patrol to bring any information back, there was nothing he could do but wait. He damn sure didn't want his father to know. He would never hear the end of it then.

A sudden knock on the door, Jyunichi drew his sword. Shogo looked at him with irritation, shaking his head. He showed that the only person behind it was room service. When Jyunichi bowed his head to the man who almost lost his life, Jyunichi settled, going to place his sword back in its sheath. Shogo slammed the sliding door, causing the tall bald man to take a defensive stance once more. His irritation with Shogo is causing him to lose focus.

"Jumpy much? Sword." Opening the bottle that was delivered to the room, Shogo stabbed the ground with Jyunichi's custom made blade. "Listen Jyunichi, I know you're having a hard time... adjusting to the way I run things here. But how about you let me deal with my father and you deal with whatever the fuck I tell you to deal with?"

"Of course Shogo." Looking at his sword, he walked over to remove it, and placed it back in the sheath. He went to retire for the night.

"Excellent..."

~*Aisha's.*~

Fuming when she saw the house in sight. Throwing money at the cab driver, Ky got out of the car, pulled her key out, shoving the formed metal into the lock. "Why in the fuck would you come here? You could have been followed!" Kyouki screamed when she slung open the door before Aisha.