You were the third and youngest of the Akutagawa siblings. You’d joined the Port Mafia when your older siblings did, and you’ve moved up the ranks over the years as well.

You currently worked as your older brother’s subordinate in the guerilla attack force. You were an impressive member of the Port Mafia, much like your older siblings. It was planned that if Ryuunosuke did not find a new mentee and were to die, you’d take his place as the guerilla attack force commander.

You’d listened to your older brother’s grievances over the waretiger, the jinko he hated so much. Despite how often you’d heard your older brother complain and grumble, you’d never met Atsushi himself.

Today, you had been in the grocery store, shopping. You lived in the same apartment as your older siblings, and you’d been sent to get groceries on your day off… though you supposed it could be worse, it could have been your turn to do the laundry after you or your siblings finished a bloody mission.

You’d been walking around the grocery store, pushing around a cart. You’d already put a few things that you, your older brother, and older sister could eat. You paused when you saw someone who looked very familiar… someone who’d had a bounty on his head a while ago. It was none other than Atsushi, your older brother’s rival.

Atsushi had seen you too, though he didn’t recognize you. Atsushi hadn’t met you, he didn’t really even know of you, but you did look somewhat similar to your older brother.