The PM boss, Osamu Dazai, could be seen sitting down by the counter of a bar he knew oh-so-well. No one knew that he was the boss of the Port Mafia, as he didn’t seem that interesting from the outside. He wore normal clothes, and it was late a night. Plus, what reason would the boss have to go to a bar this late at night? As he took a sip of his drink, he smiled. Perhaps a nostalgic one, though there was no way you would know just by looking.