Danganronpa Shipping Novels & Stories

“Look here, Mr Harman,” I tried to sound dulcet but my voice proved guttural. “The delay of the shipment you ordered is because our warehouse exploded recently and I am sure you are aware of it. We’re however preparing harder drugs and we have doubled our security. There'll be no excuse not to deliver your marchandise. We’ll also be shipping the available weapons to you at a %50 discount to make up for the delay,” I said earnestly but It was as If I had said everything to a deaf man because the bastard's attention wasn’t on me, his lascivious eyes had been on Leia who was sitting leg crossed like a roadside slut.

“D*mn it! Those lackeys used to come and suck up to the Schulz family all the time! Now, all of them are actually trampling all over us when we are at our lowest point?! Since the domestic shipping companies refuse to support us, we can only approach a foreign shipping company, then!” Sheldon thought for a moment before he said, “Since the Wade family has already negotiated a chartering business with the Koreans, our best option at the moment is the Ito family from Japan. After the downfall of the Matsumoto and Takahashi family, most of the Japanese ocean shipping business has already fallen into the hands of the Ito family…”

So close I could almost taste her. Then my phone rang. The loud vibration shattered the moment like broken glass. Aria jerked slightly, as if waking from a trance. I exhaled sharply and pulled back, cursing under my breath. The phone screen glowed in the dark. 3:07 AM. Dagger. I answered immediately. “What?” His voice came through tense and urgent. “Boss, we have a serious problem.” “Speak.” “One of our shipments was flagged at the port tonight.” I straightened, the haze of alcohol and lust clearing fast. “What shipment?”

Damian calmly replied. “So what is being done about it?” Jin Daniels added “That shipment was supposed to leave this country today but now it's incomplete.” “The shipment isn't even the issue, The issue is that someone dared Fuck with us, That's the real issue.” Marco shouted, slamming his fist down on the table.

A shell. Julian pulled the tarp back slightly. Beneath it: signage frames, branded booth displays, luxury presentation crates. All labeled as “personal effects” on shipping manifests. He let the tarp fall back. So that’s how they were doing it. Crane’s media firms were laundering promotional materials through Lancaster-tagged shipments, bypassing customs scrutiny—and billing freight costs through their secondary vendor partnerships. It was petty. Clever. And very, very illegal. “Can I help you with something, sir?”

The yard was a labyrinth of shadows, every creak and rustle putting their nerves on edge. Luca’s voice crackled softly over the comms. “I’m picking up chatter on an encrypted frequency. Sounds like they’re expecting a delivery.” “Can you pinpoint where?” Elena asked. “Dock twelve,” Luca replied. “It’s on the far side.” Elena signaled to the others, and they regrouped near the designated dock. A large cargo ship was moored there, its deck bustling with activity. Hawthorne’s men moved crates onto waiting trucks, their movements precise and coordinated.

Josephine stammered. “Humph, right, and I’m the Queen of Shiba. Why were you also shredding some documents that were about a shipment going on tonight?” Sylvia asked. “Because it’s heading to the bandit hideout,” Blake said, looking at the couple. “How____what are you talking about? We are not scheduled to ship till tomorrow.” Josephine stated, wavering a bit. “Don’t you know? It’s to bring protection money for tomorrow’s shipment; about a quarter of the shipment will be delivered tonight.” Blake reminded her.

Leah was all he could think of. "Don't worry, I won't hurt your precious cargo, you already have a lot on your hands" She points downward to Moreno as the hologram was placed over his head. "A rat will always be a rat, right DiCarlo?" She winked. "Now, I can unlock the flash for you but here's the 'catch' you must play a game with me. Don't worry it's a game you're already used to. There are four horsemen in the game of cards and four thieves in my possession. You already have one fitted before you, and I know you to be a person of no Mercy. Moreno may have gotten you the information you needed but he played right into my hands. Now, a shipment is moving from Denzel to Chicago in two days. T

the stepbrother released the smoke of the cigarette from his mouth. She was gradually calm in a second. He was right after all... they had seen the times tougher than this. And her panic was useless. "Pablo, take me to the shipment cargo," she said in a loud voice. Giovanni gave a sign to the rest of the men and they grabbed the extra ammo and went out. On the shore, the cargo ship stood under the starry night with the cool breeze blowing. While all of them were standing in the area, Diego and Rodgiro ran towards them and spoke, "Boss... Don... there's a sign drawn on the wall," Blair and Giovanni looked at each other unaware and strode inside the cargo ship.

An unspoken question. Elena let it remain. ✘ ✘ ✘ Elena knelt on the floor of her room and pressed a crystal glass to the cream-painted wall. It might sound like something from a bad film. In the real world, it still worked. “—the shipment for Asia arrived?” Dante’s voice. Clipped. Controlled. “Wednesday.” Carlo Bianchi. “There’s a small issue with the documentation.” “Those documents are what decides whether we continue or end up rotting in a prison cell.”