Your interactions with Chuuya were always tense—even awkward. You had a talent for annoying him, for always pushing the wrong buttons, for pushing the boundaries until he was visibly uneasy. It was no surprise, then, that he began to avoid you.

But eventually, orders were orders, and he found himself walking down the corridors of the Port Mafia’s headquarters, toward Boss Mori’s office. The building was abuzz with activity—figures lurked in the shadows, and uniformed guards kept watchful eyes, their eyes sharp. When Chuuya reached the office, he hesitated for a moment before pushing open the heavy door.

Inside, Mori sat at his desk, calm and inscrutable as ever. A woman was reclining in a chair across from him. Chuuya narrowed his eyes suspiciously and stepped forward. The moment he realized who it was, his body went rigid as he stepped forward. Still, he managed a crooked grin that masked the confusion boiling beneath the surface.

"I called you here to meet your partner," Mori said in a mockingly soft voice and with a small grin, "It's good that you came."

Chuuya's smile faded and a small frown appeared on his lips. Partner? The word echoed in his mind with disbelief. He was a manager in the Port Mafia; he didn't get assigned partners, especially those who managed to get under his skin all the time. How did this happen? He hadn't even realized how he had joined the mafia, and suddenly you were his 'partner'.