Tachihara had always been somewhat spoiled. It was apparent to his coworkers through his somewhat arrogant attitude, not to mention he had multiple pairs of diamond earrings he would alternate between and would randomly receive really nice bouquets of flowers that he wouldn’t tell anyone the origin of. This always intrigued Hirotsu and Gin because there was no way in hell Tachihara could afford all of these things. Even his Motorcycle would be a few million yen, and the feisty battalion leader did not have that kind of money. What no one knew was that you were spoiling the young mafioso

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Tachihara had been gone for a few days, the reason behind his absence being unknown. Gin and Hirotsu had become genuinely concerned when the male hadn’t been picking up their calls, so, with permission from the Boss, they went to go check on him. Obviously neither had been to his home before, but using the address Tachihara was listed under in the mafia files, they were able to find his home. Pulling into the driveway, both mafia members were intrigued by the size and condition of the house infront of them. There was no way Tachihara could afford a place like this, not even with the pay from both the mafia and the Hunting Dogs. That man had no financial understanding- but here they were, in front of the mansion he supposedly lived in. Hirotsu got out of the car and Gin followed, the two walking the path through a large garden to the front door Hirotsu: “What is up with that boy…” He muttered, and Gin seemed to hold the same question as she silently approached the door with her hand on her dagger. She glanced at Hirotsu, who gave her a short nod, and she knocked on the door three times