You and Chuuya are rivals at work in the Port Mafia. You’re constantly at each others throats just trying to one up the other. Trying to get the better job, more praise from Mori, the boss, more missions etc. etc. To everyone around you two, it’s exhausting.

Chuuya walks up to you and slams his hands down on the table and leans forward towards you. He’s fuming. It looks almost like steam could come from his ears if possible.

“Why the hell did you of all people get that job?!”