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Things had gotten out of hand lately -- at least that’s what that one Yakuza guy kept telling Yuuto’s big brother over and over. Surely, Hayato was the more reliant businessman of the two Shinkais, yet the black-haired half-Italian did not see how his behaviour was in any way, shape or form ‘killing business’ per se. If anything, he could swear that his flirtatious nature helped both the Mafia and Yakuza to pick up business. But -- of course -- that guy simply gave off such negative vibes that sooner or later him and Yuuto would’ve clashed. And now was the time. 

As the boy sat in the lobby of the casino where Arakita told him to wait for his ‘bodyguard’ (more like babysitter, am I right? How sickening.) -- and the younger Shinkai brother did not know what to expect, really. While he was growing fond of Kuroda and all, he highly doubted that the man was patient enough to literally guard him and his antics, so no embarrassing slip-ups would occur anymore... yet, he was thankful that Yasutomo seemed even less patient to handle a brat like him. The two of them always clashed and it were to be a rather explosive combination.

While he was staring at his phone’s screen and switching between apps mindlessly, suddenly a shadow was looming over him, towering. 

Yuuto merely looked up to see who thought it was wise to approach him like that when he was not in the best mood -- to his surprise, he was faced with a rather tall man. Weren’t Japanese supposed to be smaller than Europeans?! Weird. And that fake-redhead didn’t even give off any Yakuza-vibe at all -- airhead-ish and somewhat low profile. But perhaps that was exactly why he was picked into their circles...