DOA Chuuya POV

Manipulating Chuuya had been rather easy once Fyodor located his weak spots. Chuuya had been a strong-willed mafia executive, a so called ‘brute’ of soukoku. Fyodor had thought that was a waste, Chuuya was far more useful than anybody could possibly imagine. There was a reason Fyodor couldn’t enjoy watching people play chess, it was because they played it all wrong.

Chuuya wasn’t just strong, he was smart. Smart enough to do quick calculations in his head, complicated physics ones at that. He was also rather smart emotionally. A person that considered themselves in-human often studied humans in an attempt to blend in, Chuuya was no exception.

Fyodor had merely sought Chuuya out for his worth, he sent affectionate and empathetic letters, eventually breaking Chuuya’s resistance, and revealing himself when Chuuya finally switched his loyalties. Chuuya just needed somebody to see his worth, to do something other than use him.

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Fyodor walked into the room Chuuya was currently inhabiting, Chuuya sat on an armchair, several books on psychology and history surrounding him, Fyodor was keeping Chuuya away from everything until the time came for Chuuya to actually hold a major role in Fyodor’s plans, so he was busying Chuuya with extra learning in the meantime, an easy way to hone Chuuya’s skills.