This is not a request, this is an instruction.
A coalition of organizations that dominate the underworld of Northeast Asia.
The Korean, Japanese, Chinese, and even Russian mafias all ruled the underworld without encroaching on each other's territories, but rather helping each other.
If there is a sunny side with warm sunlight, there must be a shady side behind it.
If I can't get rid of it completely, I feel better about keeping it under my control.
I had Cheonha Group create their union.
Since then, I have had no interest in that union whatsoever.
"Did the president ask you to come out and greet him in person?"
I nodded with my arms crossed.
"Yes. Tell him to come out and meet you 'in person.' If he doesn't want to do that, I won't be responsible for what happens after that."
"Do you know where this is? It's our headquarters in Gumi. The owner of that place is coming out to greet us in person… This is not a request I can grant."
How could I not know?
I came here in person to meet Yamamoto.
"This is not a request, but an order. I also know that this is the headquarters of the Yamaguchi-gumi. Please contact them first, and take care of the yakuza scattered over there."
Even though this much commotion occurred, the police did not arrive.
No matter how much Koizumi supported them, it was a fight that even involved using guns.
Either no one reported it, or no one reported it and it was covered up.
Whatever the reason, this was also proof of the immense power of the Yamaguchi-gumi leader.
The man in front twitched his eyes and eventually gave instructions to his subordinates around him.
"Get those things out of the way right now. Send the ones that need to be taken to the hospital, and gather the ones that are still viable."
"Yes, sir!"
The man in front was the deputy head of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
'Hoo! You mean the boss?'
I thought that Yamamoto Tan had shown his sincerity. He sent the organization's second-in-command to greet me.
If there had been no quarrel, I probably would have followed the man in.
The captain, who had been giving instructions to his men, turned to me again and spoke.
"I say it again, it is not possible."
The man who was the dock boss was firm.
"What is your name? And what is your position in the organization?"
"My name is Kiyoshi Takayama. My title is Deputy Chief."
Takayama Kiyoshi······.
"Are you second in line?"
"······."
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Takayama did not answer.
'Isn't the boss the second in command?'
Well, the internal circumstances of this place are not important.
"If you don't want to answer, then there's nothing I can do. By the way, Mr. Takayama. You can't? Then shall we go back?"
"······Why on earth are you doing this?"
"Why am I like this? Didn't you know we were here?"
"We got a call from Korea late. We didn't know about it before."
I raised the corners of my lips and sneered.
"There, there, there. There too."
I pointed at the CCTV one by one with my finger.
"You didn't know that there were CCTVs installed like a spider web?"
"······."
"Were you just going to see how it would turn out? Or was it Yamamoto who told you to send out your men to see what I would do?"
Takayama's eyes trembled slightly.
There is something like this.
"You didn't know about me at all? You must have known that we came to Japan. Because you said that the Cheonha Group would contact you."
"I knew it."
"If you knew, you should have expected that he would come suddenly and without notice. Even if you didn't expect it, if you confirmed it through CCTV, shouldn't Yamamoto come out and take care of it himself? In a situation where he even used a gun? It doesn't make sense. Tell him to come out right away. Otherwise, go back."
Takayama bit his lip.
"Why? Are you afraid that you won't be able to show your face in front of your subordinates?"
"Not many people in the organization know about President Kim Moo-hyeok. Only the president and other key executives know."
"You know about me, but this is the reason why I'm here. So Yamamoto told you to attack us?"
Takayama waved his hand.
"No, sir. The president doesn't know."
"Really? Did you give the order?"
"······."
This kid. He did it knowingly.
"Mr. Takayama. I don't know why you tested us, but your actions could put the entire organization in danger. The only person who can handle this is Yamamoto, so tell him to come out and greet me immediately."
"president."
I don't like repeating the same thing over and over again.
"If you don't have the authority to decide, then contact them internally. Do all the Yakuza kids not understand?"
"Do you really have to do that? The president's reputation is······."
I cut off Takayama.
"This is the last one. Tell them to come out now."
I checked my watch.
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"I'll wait exactly 20 more minutes."
"President Kim Mu-hyeok."
Takayama called out to me and tried to follow me, but Director Ma stopped him.
I just got into the car and closed the door.
'It's funny what they do.'
Except for Yamamoto, none of the other executives had ever met me.
This was meant to test me.
The bodyguards weren't seriously hurt, and if I were to pay even the slightest attention to them, I could just think of it as a minor incident and let it slide.
But why me?
Soon, Chief Ma opened the passenger door and came in.
"What did you say?"
"I went inside first."
I nodded.
"Boss. Just in case, I brought in some extra personnel."
"Really? Was there a Black Bear branch in Japan?"
"No. I asked Cheonha Group."
"Are Cheonha Group's employees dispatched to Japan?"
I guess the union decided not to invade each other's territory?
"I heard that you are doing some kind of business with Yamaguchi-gumi. Should I look into it?"
"It's not drugs, is it?"
"Cheonha Group will never touch drugs. But let's take a closer look."
"Okay, then let's wait for now."
I placed my arms comfortably on the armrests of my seat and closed my eyes.
'If I had done something wrong, the bodyguards or Director Ma could have been hurt.'
If Takayama hadn't come out at a good time······.
Perhaps they didn't even think about the situation where they would use guns and rushed to deal with it, but it was still annoying.
I didn't intend to go this far, even if it was just to save Yamamoto's face······.
If the charisma of the person leading an organization collapses, it is difficult for the organization to be maintained.
This is especially true for large organizations like Yamaguchi-gumi.
'If it weren't for the Church of Heaven, I wouldn't have come here.'
It's all because of the Church of Heaven.
I opened my eyes and asked Director Ma.
"Did you ask me to look into the Church of Heaven?"
"Yes. I think I can report to you tomorrow."
While talking to Director Ma, I looked out the window at the entrance to the headquarters.
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At that moment, the large door at the entrance to the headquarters opened and dozens of men came out.
The person at the very front was Ken Yamamoto.
"If you say nice things to them, they won't listen. Those yakuza guys."
That's what the punks are like. They pretend to be strong, but in reality, they're the ones who care the most about how their opponents act and how strong they are.
I didn't get out of the car even though I saw Yamamoto coming.
Yamamoto and the executives stopped near the vehicle I was riding in.
Takayama approached the door and knocked on the window.
"Go out and tell Yamamoto to get in the car."
But I can't embarrass myself in front of my subordinates. I don't want Ken Yamamoto to fall apart either.
At my direction, Chief Ma opened the door and went out.
While I was talking to Director Ma, I saw Yamamoto glancing at the car I was riding in.
A look of displeasure was evident on his face.
After finishing the conversation, Yamamoto and Director Ma walked towards the car. Director Ma opened the back seat door opposite me, and Yamamoto came in through the slightly opened door.
Yamamoto, sitting next to me, gave an awkward cough before saying hello.
"Big."
I looked at Yamamoto like that and smiled without saying anything.
There was quite a long silence, but eventually Yamamoto spoke first.
"President Kim Mu-hyeok, it's been a while."
I continued to answer with a smiling face.
"Yes, Mr. Yamamoto. It's been a while."
"If you were coming, why didn't you call in advance? Then this misunderstanding wouldn't have happened."
I tilted my head.
"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"
"We received a report that your subordinates attacked your boss, mistaking him for an attack by another organization."
"It's a mistake."
This is funny.
"That's exquisite. Misunderstandings can happen, but I never thought it would happen to me today, in this way. What a wonderful coincidence."
It was meant to be a reasonable thing.
Yamamoto's face rotted as he realized the hidden meaning.
"It's a real misunderstanding. How could I attack the boss?"
"Mr. Yamamoto, that may be possible. But I don't think his subordinates are. Among those who came out with him, isn't there a single person who knows Director Nana Ma's face?"
"······."
"If you install so many CCTVs, can you just say it was a misunderstanding? That's such a convenient excuse."
If you thought it would just pass, you were mistaken.
"They say that a person's heart changes when they enter and leave the bathroom, and Mr. Yamamoto is exactly like that. I made a mistake. I need to find a good person now."
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"President Kim Mu-hyeok!"
Yamamoto shouted in surprise.
"Why are you yelling and doing that?"
"I didn't know. I don't give instructions on things like this."
"If you didn't know, you're incompetent. If you knew, you're an accomplice. Isn't that the natural thing to do as a leader?"
"If I really intended to harm the boss, it wouldn't have ended like this."
"That's a novel threat."
"You call that a threat?"
Yamamoto waved his hand urgently.
"How could I threaten you, sir? Thanks to your support, I was able to take control of the Japanese underworld and get on good terms with the Japanese government. I still remember that favor."
I looked at Yamamoto without answering.
"What should I do? How can I get rid of my anger?"
I looked at the executives standing outside and said.
"If you do something you have to take responsibility for, you have to take responsibility for it, right?"
Yamamoto followed my gaze.
He said this after confirming that Takayama was at the end of my gaze.
"That guy······."
"You must be an important subordinate."
"······He is an executive who has worked with me for a long time. He is also highly trusted by his subordinates."
"So is it difficult to hold someone accountable? Or are you saying that it was a misunderstanding and that we should just move on?"
It is customary for yakuza to give money when they apologize.
But even if he rules over the Japanese underworld, what good would it do if he gave me a few bucks? Yamamoto would know that much.
"I will apologize in a different way."
Yamamoto, who didn't know what to do, barely managed to speak.
I wiped the smile off my face.
"Mr. Yamamoto, I guess I'm easy. I'm not the kind of person who would let someone who attacked me off the hook. Or have you forgotten what I did in Japan?"
"president."
"If you can't hold your subordinates accountable, then you should."
< This is not a request, it is an instruction > End
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