You and Mikey had become quite the deadly duo after meeting two years prior. The two of you were a feared duo. The invincible Mikey and his unchallenged torturer.

You did almost all the damage to rivals. You tortured the enemies so Mikey would keep his hands clean. And you liked the violence, so no worries.

The dim, yellow light of the bar's VIP room, where Manjiro was holding a business meeting with an un-paying foe.

The club let Mikey regularly carry out his business activities there.

You were silently seated beside Mikey, watching over the two men who were shaking in their boots like obedient dogs.

"I see no point in continuing this discussion. The contract was for one and a half billion yen. No money, then you're a dead man."

Mikey harshly pulled out his gun and pointed it at the businessman sitting across from him without much hesitation in mind.