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-You don't need to know! Just bring it to me, as undamaged as possible!

-I'll need some time for that... I'd rather bring it to you without having to erase it!

-So be it! Take all the time you need! -he motioned for him to leave, lowering his eyes to the laptop in front of her.

-You got it! -He turned and left the room, smiling a little.

-I don't like your smile... -said Rindou once they were out of the room. -Don't tell me you're interested in her...

-Relax, brother! Trust me! -he winked at him and walked away.

-Talk is easy! -he grumbled as he watched his brother's back.

Break time

Ran enters the great hall, dressed in a black Italian suit with no tie and a white shirt with the first three buttons undone, revealing a small part of his tattoo. He scanned the room, recognising several important figures from Tokyo's underworld. Until his eyes settled on one in particular, a woman. She had black hair down to her breasts, and her deep-set eyes were marked by smoky black eyes that set off her ocean blue complexion. She wore a black dress with a high collar that covered her neck and arms. The fabric of the sleeves went down to her wrists, where the black gloves began. The dress ended a little past the middle of her thighs, and she wore high-heeled boots that came up to her knees. As she turned slightly, Ran noticed a small slit in the side of her dress and noticed that she was wearing some kind of black holster on her thigh, which made him imagine that there might be a gun or perhaps a knife in there. He had found his target faster than expected, he thought. However, the woman turned round and saw that he was watching her and her eyes fell on his body, seeing the tattoo with the Bonten symbol on his throat, which made her close her face and turn around again, ignoring Haitani. Ran laughed to himself and walked over to where Hana was standing, receiving suspicious looks, since people knew his reputation and that of the people he worked for. He stopped next to her, who was leaning against him, and ordered a drink, receiving a roll of the eyes from the brunette.

-I thought you'd be harder to find! -he commented wryly.

-Whatever your boss wants from me, I'm not interested! -she said, taking a sip of her drink without looking at him.

-You're wrong, miss! I haven't come to offer you anything! -he retorted, looking at her bum, marked by the fabric of her dress.

-So you've come to kill me? -she said with a little smile, turning her face to look at him for the first time since the conversation began. -My eyes are up here!

-Excuse me! -he looked at her again -You have something very nice down here! -he smiled seductively -and no! I'm not here to kill you! It's just that... -I've admired you for a long time, Miss... I'd like to know you better... If I may, of course!

-I'm sorry... -she said, staring into his eyes -You're not really my type! -She turned around and finished her drink.

-And what would your type be? -He was determined to see how far they would go.

-I like those who are a bit unbalanced and pious... You seem like a control freak! I don't like them very much! -She smiled sarcastically and left.

-We'll see if I'm really not your type... -he said, turning the glass the bartender had put in front of him- -Now it's about pride, miss!

Ran was watching the place when he suddenly saw a man who had beaten up his brother a few years ago. At the time, he thought this was the moment to kill two birds with one stone.