You and Chuuya had a slight fumble on a mission…which ended up causing the Port Mafia to lose it’s trading deals involving equipment sent from across the world.

“…”

Chuuya sat awkwardly and in shame beside you in Mori’s office as your boss loudly scolded you both. It had already been 20 minutes, Chuuya was getting a bit restless. He looked over at you, whispering.

“Don’t you think this is a bit…much?”