Novel & Cerita Saejima Yakuza 0

CAINE The meeting was held in a whorehouse owned by someone who belonged to the Yakuza. His name was Haruki Yamadera. I had never met the owner before but I knew the person who worked for him. A right hand man. I called him Zai. I walked in and went to the table designated for our meeting. Soon, Zai joined me in the opposite seat. He had dark hair, rings on both ears, and tattoos all over his face. He held a pack of cards which he always shuffled. Anyone who watched us would think we were about playing cards. But those card were actually his signature, and weapon. He once told me he had made them into blades, talking about their sharp edges I think.

I REALLY NEED SUPPORT FROM ALL OF YOU, BY REVIEWING THIS STORY❤️ Let's cooperate with each other❤️ ⚠️Warning: 17+ (Violence Content)⚠️ ***** Osaka, Japan. Kai Yamashita is Kazuo-kai, he is Lord Yakuza, or usually called Pride. Why didn't I realize that Kai Yamashita was a pseudonym, he was the enemy of my family. I was completely deceived this whole time. My mind revolved around the assumption that it was impossible for me to meet the Yakuza clan on campus, but it turned out that I had met the Yakuza Lord!!

[The Yakuza] They walked into a small, smoky Izakaya (bar). It was quiet. A few old men were drinking sake. Behind the counter stood a man with no pinky finger on his left hand. He was cleaning a knife. Goro. An Old School Yakuza boss. One of the few who refused to work for the Syndicate. Sebastian walked up to the bar. He placed a specific coin on the counter. A Sterling Corp commemorative coin. Goro looked at the coin. Then at Sebastian. "You are supposed to be a ghost, Mr. Sterling."

I complained. In the car, Dexter ask me various questions and gives me a lot of information on how to handle the Yakuza and how their custom and stuff. Well, some make me culture shock but that's also fine. I learn Japanese due to my likings to their culture but Yakuza's culture is quite something. Their hierarchy though is not as complex as ours in America. Dexter smiles knowing that I'm well prepared about this. In a way, I exceeded his expectation. From his information, the Yakuza hierarchy starts with the boss called Oyabun, then the second in command which is called Wakagashira, and his lieutenant called Shategashira. Other than that, Yakuza have their personal advisor or Cheif of Staff

Austin stared at the man who still had his black sunglasses on, "Who are you and why are you telling me all of this and how can I know you are not giving me false information and lying to my goddamn face, old man," "Kazuno Daiki," The old man introduced himself. He took off his sunglasses and Austin noticed he was wearing a left eye patch, "The leader of Kazuno Clan, my older brother dug out my left eye with his own hand. He was afraid of the growing power I had and I was thrown into a foreign land," Austin winced and looked away, "What do you want from me? You can't be telling me this for no reason," "Revenge," Daiki stated. Austin turned his head back to him and waited for an explanation,

"At the abandoned warehouse on Fourth Street. My source says he's about to close a drug deal with Yoshiro-Nagama." Michael turned away, as Pedro went on with the details. Yoshiro was the new Oyabun of a century-old Yakuza, controlling the inflow and outflow of drugs and weapons in Asia. As a result of his greedy quest for power, Yoshiro deposed his own father, Hatake Nagama, killing him and his trustees in cold blood, to assume the post of Oyabun.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

She cried. Slash! “Ahhhhh!” Some of the maidens screamed as she fell to the floor, her blood flowing out like a river. “I would like to make an announcement.” Ryu’s fierce voice brought me back to reality. His gaze was directed towards me. He began. "With the passing of my personal assistant, whose mate's bond with the perpetrator caused this, I would like to take this opportunity to appoint a new wolf.” I observed the surroundings, and to my surprise, no one was wailing anymore. They were all filled with laughter and joy, acknowledging Sasha as a criminal.

Xavier danced with me as he picked out little conversations which I keep zoning out barely able to keep myself awake. I felt an unfamiliar tingling piling up in my guts. Oh shit! “Lyra” I hear Sage call out my heart dropping at the way his tune sounded. Sage slips his hands through my waist drawing me to him possesively, like I was his price jewel he didn’t want to lose. His action made my back crash to his dominating figure, as his grip gutted tighter on my waist, urging me to bite on my lower lip. “Get to the car” he mumbled to my hearing while he sent glares at Xavier.

Andreas introduces me, and this is where they turn around. The Eastern scents now made sense to me; they’re Japanese. The older male steps forward; he looks perfectly polished in an expensive suit, but I can sense a danger about him even as he tries to hide his tattoos: the slicked-back salt and pepper hair, the scars on the side of his face and knuckles. This man is Yakuza; I can tell by the way he tries to shoulder the weapons strapped to him. “Fenriz Vega, it is a pleasure to meet you finally.” He says in perfect English with a faint Kanto accent and steps forward with his arm outstretched. “Kaen Tsukishima.”