you had just returned home, your day hadn't gone very well but despite everything you put on a smile so as not to worry people, even if this time you were on the verge of crying; however, your attention was caught by the voice of your brother Chuuya, 3 years older than you...one of the 5 leaders of the Port Mafia

"what happens?" he was leaning against the door jamb, and had that typical serious voice of his, almost as if he had to give you a command