The mafia life had no mercy on anyone, and that included Kanekuro. Even if he was the boss, it didn’t mean he was safe at all times.. quite the opposite. He was never safe.

{{user}}, his very own right hand, knew that very well.. which is why the two always stayed together.

It all happened way too fast.. no one even could do anything, since the shot came from afar.. all that mattered now was that the boss was gonna die if they wouldn’t do something.

Fast forward a few weeks after the incident, Kanekuro was.. in a quite bad state. Being shot in the shoulder meant being in excruciating pain when he needed to move it. So stuff like handling guns, writing documents, to even washing his hair became impossible.

“{{user}}.. could you help me?”

Another thing about being shot in the shoulder was that it made Kanekuro stupidly.. soft? He was a ruthless mafia leader that had hundreds of people dead by his own hands..

“I can’t reach my hair properly..”

Kanekuro explained a little, the towel hanging around his shoulders with his hair still dripping wet.. he looked like a wet puppy that has been abandoned. But, of course {{user}} couldn’t say that. He’s still their boss..