Identity Story |
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 Kurokumo Wakashu Rodion |
C’mon, mister. We both know how much money you’re keeping in that safe. | |
| The child said smugly, her smirk exuding an air of sharp cynicism. | ||
| The Kurokumo Clan isn’t too different from most Syndicates. | ||
| Their day job is to shake down households and businesses in the Backstreets, squeezing out every bit of spare change, all of which they label as “protection fees”. | ||
| Curiously, the child was being particularly harsh on this establishment out of all the other places. | ||
| Perhaps she heard somewhere that this man was an infamous miser and figured his money would feed her starving goons. | ||
| The child looked as if she could wrench the man by the collar and behead him at any moment, but something was holding her back. | ||
| She’s probably hoping to stay out of trouble since unauthorized action is forbidden in her Syndicate. | ||
| Oh, how fortunate for him. It looks like a guide has arrived to distract her. | ||
 Kurokumo Wakashu Ryōshū |
Rodya, we’ve got G.N. Finally taking hands off these shoddy missions. | |
Kurokumo Wakashu Rodion |
…Mkay, so there’s good news, huh? | |
| The acronym-loving guide nodded with a fellow smirk, then added as she lit her cigarette: | ||
Kurokumo Wakashu Ryōshū |
We’re about to have our swords dance with the Blade Lineage. | |
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