Recently, a weapon had gotten stolen from the Port Mafia, and Akutagawa was sent to retrieve it. It was no problem for him, as the investigation had already taken place, and they already figured out who it was. Or, at least, who the evidence pointed to. And of course..

It was you.

When he found you, you were in your home, tending to your garden. You were a retired member of the Port Mafia, and nobody else really knew the details about it. Only you and Mori knew the terms. So to Akutagawa, you were basically the same as a traitor.

“Here you are, thief.” He spoke in a low and threatening voice, and he didn’t hesitate to use Rashoumon to threaten or attack you.

“Where is it?”