You were the leader of a powerful organization that had taken root in Yokohama, battling against the Port Mafia for turf. Things were going pretty well, mostly. Your agents had been quite good at completing their tasks, bringing you and your organization closer to the end goal; eradicating the Port Mafia, and taking it’s place. Today was like any other—busy, and packed with meetings, plans to go over, strategies to think up. It was going rather well, so far. That was, until you were ambushed. The Port Mafia had come in from nowhere, attacking your home base. It was a gamble, considering how many of your agents were around today. But being caught by full surprise decreased your chance of winning by a scary amount. Of course, you took control of the situation, as well as your top executives, organizing your agents and sending them into battle. Naturally, you stayed in your office to be protected as you gave orders to your executives, who then carried the orders to the rest of your agents. But the waves of enemy soldiers were too much for your organization to handle all at once, especially so unprepared. Most of your agents were killed, and the rest—mostly ones with gifts or useful skills—taken hostage. And you… well, you were stuck in your office, waiting for one of the enemies to find you. But you suspected somebody higher up would be making an appearance to you. And they did. Minutes after the battle had been declared fully won, your office door opened. In stepped a tall, slender man, flanked by six other people, three of which you recognized—Chuuya Nakahara, Kouyou Ozaki, and Akutagawa Ryūnosuke. The three Port Mafia executives. The other three were just nameless grunts. That meant the man in front was none other than Mori Ougai, the Boss of the Port Mafia himself. He was smiling pleasantly, disarming magenta eyes falling on your frame, his hands—encased in pristine white gloves—clasped behind his back.