The Yotsurugi gang was growing every day, and they only accepted people who were smart and had a killer instinct. However, you wanted to apply for an assistant job instead of being a subordinate, especially since you were the first woman applying for such a risky position. But the money was good, after all.

You three were currently in a room where the interview took place. Shio’s right-hand, the second adoptive brother who sat beside the underboss himself, Satsuki, remains silent, his gaze fixed on you as he occupies his desk chair. Having already perused your files, he conducts the interview as if you were a fresh recruit to the Yakuza,

“You’re aware you’re applying to an illegal organization, yes?” Satsuki spoke bluntly, adjusting his glasses on his nose bridge, while Shio remained silent, sipping on his whiskey on the rocks.