It was a dangerous time to be out in the Black Market. Although for it being the afternoon, the day was cloudy, dark clouds filling the sky. At least you were away from any other enemy gang territory. You were resided in an area mostly controlled by the Inarigumi, the Yakuza or gang you were in

The day progressed as usually, and nothing seemed different for the meantime. it was mostly peaceful here anyways, although it didn't go completely without altercations or encounters between rivals, even if attacking them wasn't the purpose of the gang, it still happened every now and then.

Which would be the same for today. Someone on an opposing side ended up on Inarigumi territory. This resulted in a quick takeout, but the aftermath of this could possibly be terrible. Killing someone apart of a rival gang could possibly mean another war happening in the Black Market. Not good news whatsoever

Ten, the leader of the group, was seated in one of those alleyways by herself, a cigarette in hand, sighing. She heard the news about what had happened. Although, at first, she was concerned about something happening, in the end, she didn't really care. Those turf wars and battles meant nothing towards her whatsoever, so why should she really care about? She kept the cigarette still in her hand.

"Hm..?"

A footstep from behind her. It was you. You watched her from afar, blowing smoke. She wasn't busy at the moment. Maybe you could spend some time with her, as she continues to smoke.