𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 | 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓

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[Y/n] leaned back in her chair, twirling a pen between her fingers as she glanced around. "So, what's the plan this time? A bank heist? Taking over another gang? Or are we just beating up Sanzu for fun?

"Ha ha very funny [n/n]," Sanzu said flatly, glaring at her"

Ran smirked, leaning on the table. "It's definitely about another gang. Kakucho's got that serious 'you're all gonna die' face on."

Mikey tapped the table lightly, his gaze sweeping across the group. "There's a shipment of weapons arriving in Yokohama tonight. It's being handled by the Yakuza, a faction we've been watching for months. They're arming smaller gangs in our territory, and it's starting to disrupt business."

"So, what's the plan?" Rindou asked, his tone calm.

Kakucho answered, "We intercept the shipment, eliminate the handlers, and send a message to their boss. It's a straightforward operation, but we're expecting resistance. The Yakuza doesn't let things go without a fight."

[Y/n] eyes lit up with excitement. "Finafuckinglly, some action. I was getting bored."

Figured you'd be excited about a bloodbath," Sanzu muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Of course," [y/n] shot back. "Someone's gotta do all the work while you stand around twirling your hair

"Twirling my hair?" Sanzu repeated, glaring at her. "Excuse you."

"You're excused", [y/n] said while leaning back on her chair, earning a snicker from Rindou

Mikey ignored the bickering as he laid out the plan. "Kakucho and I will lead the main strike team. [Y/n], Sanzu, Ran and Rindou will secure the shipment. Takeomi, Mochi and Kokonoi will handle the vehicles, make sure nothing leaves the port."

"Got it," [y/n] said, sitting up straighter. "Just one question. Are we taking prisoners?"

Mikey's gaze flicked to her. "Only if they're useful. Otherwise, no."

"Alrighttt, let's get this show on the road", [y/n] said before standing up.

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After the meeting, everyone dispersed to prepare. [Y/n] grabbed her usual weapons, a sleek dagger and her favorite handgun, before heading to the garage where the team was gathering.

Ran was leaning against a black SUV, scrolling through his phone. "Hey, [y/n], you think I can just run over the Yakuza with the car? Save us the trouble?"

"Sure," [y/n] said, grinning. "Just don't scratch the paint

Rindou walked past, checking the magazine on his gun with a laugh. "That might just work."

As they loaded into the vehicles, Mikey's voice echoed over the comms. "Everyone in position. Remember, we cant afford any mistakes."

"Understood," Sanzu said, sliding into the passenger seat of one of the SUVs. "Let's just get this over with"

The night air at Yokohama Port was cool, the faint scent of seawater mixing with the gasoline from the waiting trucks.

Dim, flickering lights illuminated the shipping containers stacked high, and the hum of distant machinery provided an eerie backdrop.

Bonten's convoy arrived silently, the black SUVs slipping through the gates . Mikey, Kakucho, [Y/n], Sanzu, Ran, Rindou, Takeomi, Mochi and Kokonoi fanned out according to the plan.

"This is it," Kakucho said quietly over the comms. "The shipment's in Container 17C. [Y/n], Sanzu, and Rindou, that's your target. The rest of us will secure the perimeter and handle resistance."