Chapter 25: Wasn't the Sky Just Dark a Moment Ago?

Mizuno Yuichi was stunned for a moment, not expecting Kamikawa Mitsu to reply so quickly.

Since when did his own threats work so well?

Before this, he had threatened Kamikawa Mitsu plenty of times.

But not once had it worked.

Mizuno Yuichi couldn't help but laugh.

It seemed that today's incident with Mori Ni had stung Kamikawa Mitsu.

Mizuno Yuichi secretly counted himself lucky.

Good thing he had sent Mori Ni to harass her today — the matter was settled now, and he wouldn't get yelled at by the boss anymore.

"Good, smart of you. But you don't need to give us an answer — give it to the developer."

In high spirits, Mizuno Yuichi swept away the gloom of having his underling beaten.

He laughed, quite pleased.

Then he left with Nakata.

He did not notice that Kamikawa Mitsu's face, half-shrouded in the shadows of the lights, had eyes like an ancient well — utterly still, so calm that no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness could be read.

That calmness gave off a faint, chilling air.

All of this, Mizuno Yuichi knew nothing of.

Kamikawa Mitsu turned and walked toward the convenience store.

An answer had to be given.

But the convenience store job also had to be done well.

Kamikawa Mitsu's principle as a person was simple: whatever needed doing, he would do it properly, never slack off.

Just like repaying kindness and repaying grudges.

Absolutely never left overnight.

On the road.

Kamikawa Mitsu walked while opening the script panel.

Just like the script panel that appeared after the system had triggered before.

On the panel, aside from the villain information, the script content, protagonist, and supporting roles were all blank.

He tapped open the villain information to take a look.

【Villain Information】

Sakurada-gumi, one of the three great yakuza organizations of Arakawa Ward.

Boss: Sakurada Wenzhijie.

Officers include Mizuno Yuichi… eight in total…

The villain information the system provided was detailed — from the members of the organization down to where the Sakurada-gumi's headquarters were located.

"Sakura-no-Hana Kabushiki Kaisha," Kamikawa Mitsu murmured.

Since the end of World War II, most Japanese yakuza, in order to survive and to have a legitimate reason for organizing, had registered their organizations as companies, legalizing them and gaining government recognition.

On the surface, Japanese yakuza appeared to be legitimate businesses running lawful work.

In reality, anyone with eyes knew that behind the scenes, Japanese yakuza still carried out illegal activities.

Sakura-no-Hana Kabushiki Kaisha was precisely the company the Sakurada-gumi had established.

To the outside world, it was in the business of human resource allocation.

In front of the convenience store.

By the time Kamikawa Mitsu had finished reading the Sakurada-gumi information in detail, he had already arrived at the convenience store's entrance.

As the convenience store's automatic sensor door slowly slid open.

Kamikawa Mitsu's thoughts drifted open along with it.

He recalled Mizuno Yuichi's threatening words, and couldn't help but think of Kamikawa Chie, who had almost been harassed by Mori Ni today.

Following that, he thought again of Kamikawa Chie.

He recalled the past two days of his interactions with Kamikawa Chie, and the things she had said to him.

Those words of concern for him, those naively wasteful words, those childlike, fanciful words.

Unconsciously.

Kamikawa Mitsu thought of yesterday, when Kamikawa Chie had said something to him while they ate cake together.

Thinking of this.

Kamikawa Mitsu asked himself whether he was some kind of bad person.

In his past life, he had been a medical student, doing the work of healing and saving people — that could be counted as a good person.

And in his view, the original host and Kamikawa Chie were both good people.

But this world was unjust — good people fell into misery, bad people ran rampant and prospered.

Since that was the case…

He understood.

In this life, reborn anew, perhaps he should do something the opposite of his past life.

Just at this moment.

The shop door opened.

Kamikawa Mitsu lifted his steps and walked in.

His figure entered along with the door.

And what remained outside the door was only a single murmur from him.

"Since the system requires high popularity to earn more points,

since you, Chie, naively believe gods and ghosts exist, then..."

Arakawa Ward.

The fourth-floor conference room of the Sakura-Flower Corporation, a standalone building.

Sakada Wenzhijie sat in the highest seat; below him were eight Sakada Group executives and over a dozen minor leaders.

Besides them,

there were two individuals whose aura differed from the Sakada Group members.

Dressed in suits with serious, solemn appearances, yet their eyes gleamed with cunning and treachery.

Describing the two as hypocritical would be no exaggeration.

"President Yamazaki, you are far too polite."

Sakada Wenzhijie, fifty years old yet showing no signs of aging, instead radiating increasing majesty and an awe-inspiring aura, laughed heartily.

He accepted a grand gift handed to him by one of the two men.

An antique painting and calligraphy.

"Oh, no, no, President Sakada is joking. Since you have worked so hard to help us, this small gift is only fitting; it is a mere token of our respect."

President Yamazaki smiled and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Haha, helping your esteemed corporation is only natural; you provide the funds, and we provide the effort."

Sakada Wenzhijie's laughter was booming.

Having held his position for thirty-one years, he had cultivated the imposing presence of a sect leader.

Every gesture and movement displayed an unmistakable aura of life and death authority.

He smiled as he accepted the gift.

"President Yamazaki, rest assured. I have already assigned my most capable subordinate, Mizuno Yuuichi, to handle the apartment residents for you.

Although the cost exceeded expectations,

I estimate that within a few days, the last resident will be cleared out."

Upon hearing this, a sharp glint appeared deep in President Yamazaki's eyes, concealing intense dissatisfaction.

On the surface,

he wore a smiling face:

"No problem, no problem, no rush. I trust your group's capabilities; otherwise, I would not have sought your help."

Two big shots from Arakawa Ward: one from the Japanese Yakuza, the other from the business world.

The two conversed with each other.

To the Sakada Group underlings surrounding them, the two were chatting and laughing.

It appeared as if they were enjoying a pleasant conversation.

However, whether this was truly the case, only the two of them knew.

"Actually, the reason I came to see the Sakada Group this time is not about the apartment, but..."

Knock, knock, knock.

The conference room door was knocked upon.

Sakada Wenzhijie furrowed his brows slightly:

"Come in."

An underling by the conference room door opened it, and Mizuno Yuuichi walked in.

Seeing this, Sakada Wenzhijie's smile sank; he glanced at President Yamazaki without making it obvious.

Then he scolded Mizuno Yuuichi.

"Yuuichi, do you not take my orders seriously?

Did I not tell you!

Before you have completely cleared the apartment residents, do not return to me. Are you treating my words as wind in your ears!"

Bang!

At the end of his speech, Sakada Wenzhijie slammed his rough, large hand fiercely onto the table.

The pear-blossom wood table shook as if it might fall apart.

In the next moment,

the eight executives in the conference room all turned to look at Mizuno Yuuichi, their eyes stern.

Their aura was intimidating.

One could almost suspect they would pull out guns in the next second and execute him on the spot.

Publicly scolded, Mizuno Yuuichi did not get angry; instead, he acted obsequiously, rubbing his hands and smiling.

"Boss, even if you gave me a hundred guts, I would not dare to treat your words as wind in my ears."

This executioner who killed without blinking.

Before Sakada Wenzhijie, he lacked the imposing manner he displayed before Kamikawa Mitsu.

"I dared to return mainly because the last resident of the apartment was cleared by me just now. He promised me he would give President Yamazaki an answer tonight."

Mizuno Yuuichi did not dare to delay.

He quickly finished speaking.

He could clearly feel that the moment the words left his lips, the Solemn atmosphere instantly eased.

"Hmm." Sakada Wenzhijie nodded slightly.

At this moment.

President Yamazaki stood up.

"Are you saying the last resident of that apartment agreed to move out?"

"Yes, President Yamazaki. That last resident, I went to threaten him again tonight, and he is afraid."

"Excellent!"

President Yamazaki showed joy, then immediately said.

"Haha, no wonder Mr. Wenzhi was recommended by Group Leader Sakada. I was just mentioning him, and now good news arrives.

Group Leader Sakada, your judgment is truly excellent. No wonder you have led the Sakada Group to prosper day by day. In this talent selection, I am ashamed to compare myself to you."

His words were very smooth.

He both sincerely thanked Mizuno Yuichi and indirectly flattered Group Leader Sakada.

Sakada Wenzhijie laughed heartily.

"Oh, it's nothing. It is mainly due to your trust, President Yamazaki, so naturally I must do my utmost to help."

Saying this.

Sakada Wenzhijie looked at Mizuno Yuichi.

"Yuichi, you did well this time."

"It is mainly because the Boss taught well." Mizuno Yuichi bowed.

Yamazaki smiled slightly and gestured to invite everyone:

"Since the last resident has left, my development project can proceed.

I am too grateful to you, Group Leader Sakada.

To express my gratitude, I sincerely invite Group Leader Sakada and everyone to have a meal. Please do me the honor of accepting."

The words were spoken.

No one answered; instead, with questioning glances, they looked at Sakada Wenzhijie.

At this very moment.

Sakada Wenzhijie smiled broadly:

"Oh, it's nothing. President Yamazaki is too polite. If you treat us to a meal, it is our honor."

Only then did the others quickly agree.

"Then let us not delay. We shall set off now. Mr. Yamamura, go book a table at the Nippori Hotel, and say I am hosting important VIPs."

"Hai!" Assistant Mr. Yamamura picked up the phone.

After this.

Everyone walked toward the elevator.

"Group Leader."

Mizuno Yuichi leaned close to Sakada Wenzhijie's ear and whispered something.

Afterwards, Sakada Wenzhijie nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand as a signal.

Mizuno Yuichi hurried away.

Not long after.

Everyone arrived at the first floor.

"President Yamazaki, speaking of which, I am recently preparing to open a brothel.

I wonder if you are interested in helping us test the quality of the brothel's top service."

Sakada Wenzhijie was seen smiling and speaking to President Yamazaki. Mizuno Yuichi had appeared on the first floor at some unknown time, accompanied by four or five underlings and two girls who were struggling hard but were held down tightly.

A flash of lust crossed President Yamazaki's eyes, and he feigned confusion.

"What is this?"

"They are not minors, President Yamazaki, rest assured. This is legitimate business. These two are daughters repaying their parents' debts; since their parents cannot repay the debt, the daughters must repay it. They are still virgins."

Subsequently, after President Yamazaki's series of official polite refusals, and Sakada Wenzhijie's enthusiastic insistence...

President Yamazaki agreed to accept the services of the two girls.

He called it being the first customer to test the service capability of the brothel.

Everyone talked and laughed.

They opened the main door and walked out of Sakurabana Corporation.

Suddenly!

Sakada Wenzhijie, President Yamazaki, and others who had just stepped out were all startled and suspicious.

"Hmm? What is going on?"

"Wasn't the sky dark just now? How has it turned into dusk?"

"That's wrong! Where are the people on the street? Why is there not a single person."