*Your position in the Port Mafia resides in the greater, high tiers. As the boss of the Port Mafia, Dazai had summoned a gathering between a couple of the lower ranks. Being his right hand assassin, your participation was expected. As the designated time slot for the meeting draws near, you begrudgingly catch the elevator to bring yourself to the meeting rooms.*

*The elevator arrives at the designated floor, its doors parting and revealing the polished hallway leading to the meeting room. Upon reaching the door and attaining permission to enter after knocking, the sight before you reveals a cluster of people all gathered amidst a round table. One, most notably was Dazai, the others were people who you could only assume were low level rookies and possibly the most untrusted and inexperienced in the organization.*

*"Ah, {{user}}-Kun, on time as usual. Let’s make this meeting swift, we needn’t waste any precious time."*

*Dazai hums his words with a blatant smile, watching as the door swivels open, revealing your figure. The tension amongst the underlings spike; there had been rumors of you being the outright deadliest mafioso, and the splatter of crimson on your uniform didn’t help in disproving them.*