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In denial, in perplexity. She didn't know
how to deal with these strange feelings
and emotions budding within her as she
spent time with her six male friends.
Growing up surrounded by men her
entire life, she...
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Meanwhile, 2018...
The glow of the desk lamp cast long shadows across the cluttered office. Papers, case files, and old newspaper clippings were strewn across the desk as Takemichi and Naoto worked tirelessly.
Takemichi, hunched over a stack of documents, furrowed his brows. "There's not much known about the leader..." He bit his bottom lip, frustration evident in his tense shoulders.
Naoto, seated across from him, tapped a pen against the desk. "Kiryu-gumi has been around for decades, but they've always kept their leader's identity in the dark. Even in police records, it's mostly speculation and secondhand reports."
Takemichi flipped through an old article, his eyes scanning for any useful information. "How's that even possible? A Yakuza organization this powerful, and we don't even have a name?"
Naoto sighed, leaning back in his chair. "We do have a name." He reached for a thin file and slid it toward Takemichi. "Yuto Kiryu."
Takemichi quickly grabbed the file, flipping it open. The first thing he saw was a blurred, low-quality photo of a man in a suit, his face turned away from the camera. Underneath, the details were sparse; age unknown, involvement unclear, connections widespread.
"Yuto Kiryu..." Takemichi muttered. "But this..."
"He's allegedly the previous leader, disguised himself under the name Yuto L/n. He used his mother's maiden name for his public persona during his reign many years ago." Naoto explained.
Takemichi's eyes scanned the limited information on Yuto Kiryu—no, Yuto L/n.
"So he hid in plain sight..." he murmured. "But if he was the previous leader, then that means-"
"He's no longer in charge," Naoto confirmed. "The Kiryu-gumi we're dealing with today is far more ruthless than during his reign. Even back then, he was a shadowy figure, but at least his organization had a certain... code. Now? The current leader is running things differently."
"And no one knows who he is?"
Naoto shook his head. "No name, no records. Only a face that none of our databases can match. It's like he doesn't exist."
Takemichi frowned, staring at another grainy surveillance photo attached to the file. The man's features were clear enough to be recognized yet completely unfamiliar.
A nameless leader. A Yakuza group more brutal than ever.
Takemichi flipped through the articles, his eyes darting between the grainy image of the current Kiryu-gumi leader and the memories in his head.
That face, he'd seen it before. Multiple times in the past. Even before he leaped back to the future..
This person wasn't just some unknown Yakuza boss. It was the same person who had ended Manjiro in the previous future.
