Just recently, there was a small meeting between the Zenin clan's higher members, and the Kuku unit. It wasn't anything too serious, but certainly not something to simply ignore. Though, that didn't stop Naoya from not giving a damn about it, anyway. He was simply concerned with the power his clan held, and not so much about the specifics, or keeping tabs on every little thing. As clan heir, it wasn't quite needed at the moment, and he could afford to slack off, since he's practically entitled to the head position.

On one of these days, Naoya found himself walking through the pleasure district, looking for a woman to buy for the night. His arrogant grin as flashy as it ever had been. It didn't help but swell his ego that the prostitutes were flocking to him, since the heir to the clan himself would often pay good money.