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"๐–๐ก๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ." "๐Œ๐š๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐š ๐ซ๐ž... More

หœ*โ€ข.๐š’๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜
หœ*โ€ข.๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐š˜
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š›
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐šœ๐š’๐šก
หœ*โ€ข.๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐šŽ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š
หœ*โ€ข.๐š—๐š’๐š—๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐šŽ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐šŸ๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š’๐š๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐šœ๐š’๐šก๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐šŽ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐š—๐š’๐š—๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐š๐š ๐š˜
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐š๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š›
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐šœ๐š’๐šก
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐šŽ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐š—๐š’๐š—๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š๐š ๐š˜
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐šœ๐š’๐šก
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐šŽ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š—๐š’๐š—๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š๐š ๐š˜
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ
หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š›
หœ*โ€ข.๐šŽ๐š™๐š’๐š•๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŽ

หœ*โ€ข.๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šข-๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š›

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"...𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙆𝙖𝙯𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚..."

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Baji's POV

It was around 10 am when you finally woke up. Your head was pounding and your wound was hurting more than last night.

"What the fuck?" you wondered, slowly sitting up in the hotel bed and lifting your shirt to examine the gash. Removing the gauze you had placed on it, you noticed it had turned a purple-ish color and had puss oozing out of it. "Maybe the alcohol was a bad idea."

You got up and headed to the bathroom, hopping in the shower to gently clean the affected area. When you were out, you skipped the alcohol and placed fresh gauze around it.

Today was the day you were going to invade Moebius' Shibuya hideout and put an end to their group. The only problem was that you were a bit skeptical of their motives at the moment. Moebius was never one to get caught so either Kisaki isn't calling the shots or they're doing something bigger behind the scenes. Either way, you wanted it all to end now.

The only thing on your mind was returning to see your beautiful girlfriend. You knew that your plan was going to make it easier for you two in the future, but it was hard to keep everything hidden from her now.

You grabbed your black duffel bag and headed down the stairs toward the parking garage of the hotel. Throwing the bag in the trunk, you got into the driver's seat and left the deserted lot. Moebius' hideout was not far at all, but if you needed to leave quickly, you knew it'd be best to have your car closer to you.

Once you were about 100 meters from the hideout, you parked the car and waited for any suspicious personnel. Reconnaissance was one of the things you hated most, but you knew you only had one chance to get this right.

About fifty minutes passed and there was still no hint of activity from the building. You double-checked your GPS to make sure you had the right address.

"Should I just go inside?" you wondered. The question lingered in your head for another five seconds before you decided to just go in. "Fuck it."

You opened the car door, grabbed any weapons you thought to be useful, and walked toward the entrance in the ally. There was distant chatter coming from inside the building. Cautiously, you opened the back door and slipped inside, making sure to remain undetected.

"No, I'm serious. Kisaki is done for," one of the men said.

"Shut up. Kisaki is invincible, man," another one said.

"No way. I heard the girl that shot him fucked him up pretty bad. He's still in the ICU. They don't think he's gonna make it."

"You've gotta be kidding me. Okay but what about Hanma? He's good for something right?"

"That fucking weasel?"

"Tenma, be careful what you say!"

"Tch. He's at Kisaki's beck-and-call. He can't do anything without his say-so," the man named Tenma said.

"But isn't he second in command?"

"I suppose. My guess is that Moebius is done without Kisaki. All these idiots are robbing small businesses just to try and stay relevant, but the truth is that we're done."

"You can't be serious Tenma. Moebius is all I have."

"Get a grip Noya," Tenma said. "You can either wait until Kisaki comes back from the dead, rob stores with those rejects, or join Tōman."

Join Tōman?

"Who said anything about joining Tōman? I would never betray Moebius like that."

"Well, I would. I don't owe nobody here nothing," Tenma said, spitting on the floor.

Some of the members of Moebius want to join Tōman? Mikey would never let that happen.

"How do you plan on joining Tōman?"

"I'll just walk up and ask the big guy," the man laughed.

You walked out of your hiding spot to get a good look at the two men and to see if anyone else was around.

"You're delusional. Let's just wait and see if Hanma says anything." the man you figured to be Noya was the shorter of the two. He had long, wavy blue hair and a deep scar across his face.

"You can wait for Hanma. I'm leaving," Tenma huffed, walking away from his friend. He was a fairly larger guy who was about the same height as Draken with the weight of Pah-chin. You weren't too keen on fighting them—especially not with this injury.

"I hate when you get stubborn like this," Noya whined, following behind him.

"Shit," you said, heading in the direction you entered from. It was better to leave now before they spotted you.

Once you were outside, you headed straight to your car and got in.

You weren't sure what to do with the information you had. It was either go to Mikey and tell him everything you knew or try to find Chifuyu and see if he had any information on Moebius.

"Damnit," you said, sucking your teeth and pulling out your phone.

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"Hurry up before someone sees us," you whispered to Mitsuya.

"I'm coming," he replied, rolling his eyes.

"Hi Kanari-chan," a familiar voice said.

You spun around to greet the man. "Hi, Mikey."

"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever," he smiled, reaching out to hug you.

"I know. I've been really down in the dumps," you lied. Mitsuya was watching the encounter from behind you—trying to hold back laughter.

"Mitsuya!" Mikey shouted. "What happened to you?"

"Y/n and I were just doing some intensive training. She wants to get stronger before we make another attack on Moebius," he replied. Mitsuya was surprisingly well at lying—you kept that mentally noted.

"I see. Well, we all want to get revenge for what they did to Baji, so we'll be moving out soon enough. Whenever we get a lead on them from Kazutora," he firmly stated.

"Has Kazutora said anything yet?" you asked.

"Not really. Draken has been in there a couple of times, but right now he's silent," he frowned.

"Mikey," Mitsuya started. "Do you forgive Kazu for what he's done?"

"No. Not in this lifetime. Maybe one day, but he betrayed Tōman and killed Baji. I don't think I could ever forgive him," he sighed.

"I see," Mitsuya nodded. "Well, we're going to continue training in the basement. Let us know if you need anything."

"Will do!" Mikey brightly smiled, waving as the two of you walked away.

"That was a close call," you exhaled.

"I'm really tempted to talk to Kazu. I wanna know what he was thinking when he did that." Mitsuya was looking straight ahead, determination set in his eyes.

"Okay," you said, not sure how else to approach the conversation. "Let's hurry to meet up with Chi and Takemichi."

"Yeah," he monotonously responded.

The two of you walked through the long hallways of Tōman until you reached the basement. Takemichi and Chifuyu were already outside one of the rooms—the one you assumed to be room 4 where they were holding the two men from Moebius.

"Took you guys long enough," Chifuyu said, running to greet you two.

"What the hell happened to your face?" Takemichi asked.

"Stuff. I'll explain later. What's the deal with the two guys?" Mitsuya asked.

"They just woke up but we haven't done or said anything yet. We need to think of how to approach this," Chifuyu replied.

"I think I should interview them," Takemichi smirked.

"Hell no!" the three of you said in unison.

"Okay jeez..." Takemichi said, cowering. "It was only a suggestion."

"A terrible one," Mitsuya said. "I'll go in there and ask them some burning questions I have. Don't worry," he smiled. "I'll get information out of them."

"Uh oh," Takemichi said.

"What?" you asked.

"Mitsuya might end up killing them. I don't wanna be here for that," he said, running in the opposite direction.

"No Takemitchy is right. Mitsuya gets carried away when it comes to interrogations. It's best if we just wait for him to finish," Chifuyu nodded.

"O-oh okay," you said, following Chifuyu out of the basement. Before walking up the stairs you looked back at Mitsuya who had a look of pure hatred in his eyes. Granted you hadn't known him for long, but that was a look you had never seen before and never wanted to see again.

"Let's go," Chifuyu said, tugging you along.

"Wait Chi," you said, stopping your tracks.

"What?" he asked.

"Mitsuya swiped this flash drive from the hideout. I'm not sure what's on it but it's worth looking into right?" you asked.

"No this is great," he said, admiring the flash drive as though it was worth millions of dollars. "Let's—wait sorry my phone is buzzing."

"I'll meet back up with you upstairs," you said, running upstairs.

"Hello?" Chifuyu said. "Wait...Baji?"

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