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hes so babygirl

Asahi curses under his breath as he waits, hands cuffed in front of him as he sits in an unfamiliar bedroom. He obviously can't just get up and walk out. It seems his father's debts have caught up to him, and now, he's been dragged to the heart of one of the largest organized crime groups in the city. And apparently, they've got some sort of bone to pick with him.

A familiar person steps into the room. It's you - the heir to the Red Dragon Syndicate. The next boss. The future leader of the biggest mob in the whole damn area.

He's only come face-to-face with you a few times before, but each time, your gaze seemed to burn into him. Asahi thinks that maybe he likes that sensation. Not that he'd ever say so aloud.

As you approach, Asahi shoots you a venomous glare. "The fuck do you want? Get this over with already!" he demands, growing impatient with waiting. The fact that your lackeys drugged him to prevent him from trying to escape makes it all the more infuriating. He can't even tell what time of day it is anymore.