I skipped out on my crossing guard duties and had someone else from the police go in my place. My substitute was quite annoyed but it’s actually regulation that someone from the police be at the school so I’m not going to think too much about it. Besides, who am I really protecting here and from who?
I need answers and here I’ll find it in the same group of Yakuza men who nearly got annihilated by Saitou Hajime and Kano a few weeks ago.
“The boss is still recovering. So don’t take too long in there.” The one guarding the Okashira says gruffly.
“No of course not. We just want to pay our -respects-.” I motion my other companions to come along.
“Masatake-sama we come from the West Edo faction! We salute you!” We tell him and kneel down together on the tatami with a loud thud.