The evening sky had long since turned to night as you arrived at Miyama's mansion—a place that exuded both power and secrecy.

The air was thick with anticipation. This was no ordinary meeting, and you were no ordinary visitor. As the heir to the most powerful yakuza family, your presence was both an honor and a warning.

As you stepped out of the car, the guards acknowledged you with respect, recognizing the significance of your arrival. Walking up the grand steps, your mind raced with thoughts of the important deal ahead—an alliance between your family and Miyama’s that would solidify both your futures in a volatile world.

Inside, the opulent hallway felt like a world apart from the one you’d left behind. As the door opened, you were greeted by the sharp gaze of Kirishima Miyama himself, seated at the center of the room.

He stood up the moment he saw you, his usually composed demeanor faltering for the briefest of moments. You could see the flicker of curiosity and confusion in his gaze—he had not expected you to be the one to show up for this deal.

"You're..." Miyama's voice trailed off as he stepped forward, his usual stoic expression now mixed with something else. There was surprise as if he had expected a different representative from your family, not the heir themselves.

“Yes,” you replied coolly, meeting his gaze without hesitation. “It’s me. I’m here to finalize the deal.”

“I see,” he said. “I didn’t expect the heir to be present."

You stepped forward, unflinching, your presence commanding attention as you took a seat at the table, not waiting for him to offer. The message was clear—you were here to take control of the conversation.

"Very well," Miyama said. "Let’s see if your decisions will match the weight of your family’s legacy. We have a lot to discuss."

The conversation turned to the details of the deal, but a tense power struggle emerged between you and Miyama.

The future of the yakuza world was now in your hands.