Miyajima Sosaku looked at the person in front of him with a deathly pale face. ← He was a blond.
He was thin, neither tall nor robust. His skin was dark, but not the healthy tan from sunbathing; rather, it was a natural dullness, as if shrouded in a misty layer. But his gaze was particularly sharp.
Even with his downward-sloping eyes appearing somewhat lazy, the gaze he shot out was not only sharp… but also cold.
He had a nose ring, lip piercings, and no shortage of ear studs and earrings.
His slightly raised hand also had sparkling rings.
"Oh, Miyajima…" The man named Snake Mound George leaned back on the sofa. They were now in a place similar to a hair salon, but there were no customers around, only them being attended to. "Are your family matters still not settled?" He said, sticking out his long tongue.
His tongue even had a silver-glistening tongue piercing, placed at the tip, making his tongue forked, even more like a snake's tongue.
"...Mm." Miyajima Sosaku reluctantly admitted, but could only nod: "It was almost successful… but a man named Kami Jou Touma suddenly appeared midway…"
"A man?" Snake Mound George narrowed his eyes.
"...A…a boy." Miyajima Sosaku corrected his wording: "He's a half-grown kid… at most high school level."
"So you got beaten up by a high school student and ran back here for help?"
The one who spoke mockingly was a henchman standing to Snake Mound George's right.
All of this henchman's characteristics were written on his face, which looked like it appeared "once in a thousand years." His face, when playing a villain, could be called "Peerless."
Snake Mound George looked back at Peerless.
With "You have the nerve to say that" written in his eyes, Peerless quickly shut up.
Actually, Snake Mound George also had no right to reprimand Miyajima Sosaku, after all, not long ago he suffered in Baiqiu High School, not only had his nose bridge broken by a high school student who suddenly appeared, but even two of his front teeth were knocked out. And Snake Mound George had never sought revenge for this.
But Snake Mound George didn't plan to seek revenge for now.
That high school student was inexplicably fierce, and his hands might even be stained with human lives—the subordinate A who went to ambush his house still hadn't returned.
First, let them relax their guard, then deliver a fatal blow when the time is right.
Snake Mound George thought, all venomous snakes act this way…
"Brother Serpent Mound, give me ten… no, eight… seven! Seven brothers, let me get our place back." Miyajima Sosaku said, pressing his lips together.
"FW…" Snake Mound George cursed: "Don't get sidetracked… The important thing now isn't that high school student, but the Miyajima mother and daughter."
Saying that, he stuck out his snake-like tongue and licked his lips.
Snake Mound George showed an expression of longing and intoxication, but then quickly reined it in. He stood up and kicked away the stool next to Miyajima Sosaku:
"It's because of you that my expectations were shattered!"
"...Yes, yes." Miyajima Sosaku nodded tremblingly.
"Don't think about revenge, just do your current job well first…"
Snake Mound George held a small capsule between his thumb and forefinger… It was called a capsule, but its shell was made of aluminum, and though called "small," it was actually slightly larger than an ordinary capsule: "I think you're eager for this now, aren't you?"
Miyajima Sosaku choked on his saliva, then a hint of delicate flattery appeared in his eyes, followed by a rosy glow. He nodded vigorously, like a vicious dog seeing a bone.
But Snake Mound George, having shown the capsule, placed it in his shirt's chest pocket.
"Until I get what I want, you won't get this thing either…"
"But, but…" The pink bubbles in Miyajima Sosaku's eyes grew more intense, almost a parched plea.
Snake Mound George smiled:
"But don't worry, I will personally go and meet your father, the Kendo master… If I succeed, I will also give you corresponding benefits. …Alright, you can leave now."
"I…" Miyajima Sosaku wanted to say something.
"Get out!" Snake Mound George glared.
Miyajima Sosaku immediately deflated like a balloon, walking out alone.
Peerless glanced at Miyajima Sosaku's retreating back, then recalled his expression just now, and couldn't help but shiver:
"...So strange."
Snake Mound George, on the other hand, looked at the rings on each finger after spreading his palm.
He said, "He just awakened the female within his heart."
"…" Peerless found it hard to comment.
Snake Mound George also said: "He clearly felt good, but if it weren't for this charm of mine, he would never let a man touch his butt… Heh, what a conflicted person."
"…" Peerless found it even harder to speak.
"But you can't blame him." Snake Mound George smiled cruelly, "It's because his old man hit him so hard back then that he couldn't stand up."
"How… how perverted," Peerless said.
As a fellow gangster, he felt deeply inferior.
"Yes, truly perverted." Snake Mound George stuck out his tongue and flicked it in the air for a bit: "I hope the Miyajima mother and daughter are as perverted as Mr. So, that would be fun… Hehe."
With that, he reined in his smile:
"Let's go, to Miyajima."
"Brother, are we going now?" Peerless asked. He looked at the sky outside; it was midday. What kind of gangster conducts business in broad daylight?
"Nonsense."
Snake Mound George said, a housewife and a retired Kendo master, they are home all day, so it doesn't matter when they go. Besides... although he didn't know who the boy Miyajima Sosaku mentioned was, if he was a high school student, he probably wouldn't have time to report to Miyajima on a workday like this.
Perfectly avoiding any potential encounters.
To be honest, Snake Mound George was also a bit PTSD from Hayato… However, such high school students are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns even in all of Japan, so Kami Jou Touma shouldn't be that terrifying.
And speaking of Hayato… this child must not be allowed to stay; he must be uprooted in the future.
"Oh, right."
Snake Mound George further instructed: "Bring some people, but don't be too ostentatious… Mike was inexplicably taken out by the cops, so we need to be a bit low-key lately."
…And that cop who took out Mike.
Snake Mound George thought… If he hadn't come back from America, he would definitely have to show Mr. Hayashi a thing or two.
But unfortunately, although he now wears the Japanese flag, the blood flowing in his veins is still that of the Stars and Stripes. The bosses of Los Santos are the true bosses, so for now, he can only avoid their sharp edge.
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