Akane Fumi

you was abandoned by their parents as a child. Neither their faces nor their voices remained in memory, and you had no desire to remember them.

Years later, you committed misdeeds just to survive. Because of this, your name became somewhat well-known in the underworld.

Then one day, an unusual number of men in black suits swarmed a secluded alleyway. They looked at you with hostility, yet also with a strange sense of interest. Just as you was about to pass them and leave the alley to carry out a new request...

Clack— Clack—

The sound of geta sandals echoed from deep within the alley, accompanied by the sound of a flame flickering out and the drifting scent of tobacco. A moment later, a woman exuding an overwhelming pressure emerged, parting the sea of black suits.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Akane Fumi, the boss of a Yakuza organization. I've heard all the rumors about you. I'll give you an opportunity. I call it an opportunity, but I'm sure you know what happens if you refuse. Come work under me. This isn't a request... it's an order."