In the rest area downstairs of the hotel, two handsome young men sat opposite each other, leaning on the sofa. Yukimura smiled gently at Bunta, "What's wrong?"
"How should I start? Anyway, you must know about A-Gaki's story from the second round. I was the first one to confess to him because I had doubts about your state during the trip to the French training camp. So I confessed to him about the second round and he told me that he was a killer," Wen Tai organized his words in a chaotic manner. He looked like he was brainstorming, but what he actually said was a bit confusing.
The smile on Yukimura's face froze for a moment, but the confused Bunta didn't notice it and continued his story, "It's just that the four of you are traveling together, which makes me feel excluded by you. Maybe I'm a little sensitive."
"Anyway, he said that you all joined an organization that sounded like the Yakuza, so did you join voluntarily? Why? Why did all four of you join?" Wen Tai finished talking to himself, feeling that he hadn't hit the point, but he really didn't know what to say.
"Yes, I volunteered." Yukimura didn't know that Karasuma Gaki was in the second round. "Did Gaki tell you what he was doing in the first round?"
"No, that's just my guess. His reaction tells me that he is also in the second round." After hearing Yukimura's personal admission that it was a voluntary answer, Wenta didn't know how to continue for a moment. He still had many doubts and anxieties.
"He invited me to join." Wen Tai hammered his head, his face showing confusion and doubt, without resistance and disgust. "He said that if you join, you can't betray, otherwise you will be hunted down. He also said that you went out to gather Frank's underground forces in those few days. Now the entire Frank underground force is under the control of the organization."
"Well, yes, Bunta, your concern is that you can't abandon your good intentions and cooperate with the organization to do illegal things, such as Shark Man, right?" Yukimura asked Bunta in a gentle voice as if to soothe him.
Wen Tai pursed his lips, nodded, and shook his head. He didn't know.
"It's okay, even if you are not in the organization, we are still friends, but I need to erase your memory related to the organization." Yukimura and Karasuma Gaki had the same idea. Although he had joined the organization not long ago, most of the people he had eliminated so far were as dark as the organization.
Trading partners who want to rebel, members who want to betray the organization after taking advantage of it, provocateurs from the underworld who are similar to but different from the organization, or congressmen who have black deals with the organization and want to climb higher with the power of the organization, or people who will become obstacles to the organization, and rats who sneak into the organization and try to steal lamp oil...
The organization does not target ordinary people. If you do not have any contact with the organization, you will never know the existence of the organization, or even hear about it.
With his abilities, even if he encounters someone who accidentally enters the battlefield, he can use psychological manipulation to make them forget everything and leave the battlefield to satisfy the remaining kindness in his heart.
"No..." Bunta shook his head, "Can you tell me more about it?"
Yukimura told him about his experiences in the past year since he joined the organization, from the evening with sunset glow to the dark night. The two people who had originally sat opposite each other now sat next to each other on the same sofa.
"It sounds like it's very mysterious, and it's different from the mafia I imagined." He thought the mafia was about robbery, opening sex shops to coerce young girls, selling drugs, and fraud...
They also robbed, but Yukimura never did it. Karasuma Gaki would do it occasionally...
Going deeper, Yukimura didn't know about the research institute and the fact that Karasuma Renya used Japanese people for experiments.
"So Masaharu joined to become a salary thief—?!" Bunta suddenly felt that this organization wasn't that scary. They actually tolerated Masaharu like this and even promised him the position of leader of the America region!
Yukimura bit his lower lip with his upper teeth and tried to hold back a laugh. He always heard Yuan call Masaharu a salary thief, so he said it out loud, "I guess so..."
"Toru Amuro is also a member of the organization." The warm and sunny Mr. Amuro in Bunta's memory, who made delicious sandwiches and had beautiful coffee art, turned out to be from the organization.
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