What else is there to fear other than a notorious criminal organization in Japan? Of course, none other than the one who could bring the Bonten executives on their knees. Your image fairing as nothing but a cunning bar owner, not one soul knowing what lies behind your eye-patch, whether your eye says the truth or not. But what could be a better situation than playing as if you were being manipulated by Bonten, while YOU were the one who was actually manipulating them? For how long will your lies go unnoticed? If you have known earlier, you would've never brewed a coffee for them yourself. ----- BOOK COVER CREDITS: @/shiki58049088 Twitter WARNINGS: R18, blood, gore, drugs, violence. Read at your own risk. NOTE: This is a self-indulgent fic!! Just means /I/ would be giving /me/ everything I want