[ Kazama had been the one to decide before. Like a fucked up parcel, his former father figure had passed Matsushige down his way, labeled him a "capable" yakuza, and assigned him a title. He'd had to be fucking with him. ]
Decisions like that are based on a patriarch's favoritism. Not too different from the world outside. [ Nishikiyama watches the people in other cars when he answers Mine. ] I'd need someone with their shit together, and strong enough in a fight to hold their own.
[ Loyalty is something else he wants, but he also doesn't believe in it anymore. How can he ask it of anyone else if he can't even offer it himself? Nishikiyama senses what the other is hinting atβ subtle interest perhaps piqued by Mine's past experience in the capitalistic shark pit of struggle. Climbing is a habit. ]
But before you think of how you'll beat them to it, Mine, let me remind you that after a certain incident with the last one, I'm not looking for a captain.
[ He looks at Mine though, voice falling quieter.
His tongue is thick in his own mouth. Nishikiyama swallows, and his eyes move to Mine's thumb on the wheel; the Rolex on his wrist that likely costs more than two times worth of someone's yearly salary. ]
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[ Kazama had been the one to decide before. Like a fucked up parcel, his former father figure had passed Matsushige down his way, labeled him a "capable" yakuza, and assigned him a title. He'd had to be fucking with him. ]
Decisions like that are based on a patriarch's favoritism. Not too different from the world outside. [ Nishikiyama watches the people in other cars when he answers Mine. ] I'd need someone with their shit together, and strong enough in a fight to hold their own.
[ Loyalty is something else he wants, but he also doesn't believe in it anymore. How can he ask it of anyone else if he can't even offer it himself? Nishikiyama senses what the other is hinting atβ subtle interest perhaps piqued by Mine's past experience in the capitalistic shark pit of struggle. Climbing is a habit. ]
But before you think of how you'll beat them to it, Mine, let me remind you that after a certain incident with the last one, I'm not looking for a captain.
[ He looks at Mine though, voice falling quieter.
His tongue is thick in his own mouth. Nishikiyama swallows, and his eyes move to Mine's thumb on the wheel; the Rolex on his wrist that likely costs more than two times worth of someone's yearly salary. ]