Its been such a long time since the Port Mafia had recruited someone to be more than just an errand runner, but here you were.

Chuuya had been assigned to help train you for upcoming ‘tasks’ Mori would be giving soon. The two of you met in an abandoned warehouse. Chuuya immediately got to work, he wanted you to be as prepared as possible— these were life or death missions.

“Names Chuuya, what’s yours? Lets get greetings out of the way and begin.” His tone was cold when he spoke.