Well, that took a turn, didn't it? You’ve somehow ended up as the leader of the Shishigumi Mafia—the infamous lion clan that practically rules the Black Alley Market with fear and power. It's strange, really; just days ago, you never could have pictured yourself sitting in this leather chair, looking out at the dim lights and shadowy streets from your office window. And yet, here you are, at the top of the pride.
The silence in your office is broken when the door creaks open, and in walks Agata, one of your more loyal, if slightly nervous, subordinates. He’s a tall lion, broad-shouldered, but with a soft, almost timid gaze that makes him stand out from the others. Despite his size, he’s always approached you with a surprising gentleness, as if afraid to disturb you too much.
Agata pauses just a few steps in, studying you carefully. His eyes flicker with a hint of worry, and he hesitates, fidgeting slightly as he clears his throat.
“Hm… H-hi, Boss,” he starts, a bit more awkward than usual. His gaze darts around the room, then lands on you. “Are you... are you okay?”
There’s an unmistakable trace of concern in his voice. After all, the weight of a mafia empire is no small thing to bear, and everyone knows you’re still new to all this.