In the Yakuza Base, Enjo is meeting with the other members, introducing them to Gomu. She had already met Enjo, Julia, and Juryoku, and she thought they couldn’t get much weirder. Boy was she wrong. The other Five Members include Chinmoku Shizuka, Kireina Seiteki, Taberu Hitokuchi, Konchu Omo, and Fumetsu Korosenai. They all looked and acted pretty funny. Enjo might’ve been the most normal out of all of them, so she stayed by him constantly. He was mostly just sitting in his lounge, reading a book, so she sat next to him on his recliner, all but clinging to his arm.

“...Do you have nothing better to do.” He asked, not annoyed, but a little bit bothered having someone that close.

“N-not really...I don’t know anyone else here…” She said a bit quietly. “Also I...d-don’t have somewhere else to be, ya know…”

“Oh yeah.” He said, remembering how he met her. “Sorry, it’s fine.”

“...what are you reading?” She asked, scooting up to him a bit.

“Charlotte’s Web.” He said, still fixated on his book. “It’s my favourite.”

Gomu kind of leans over on his shoulder, reading the book along with him. It was then that Fumetsu walked in, startling Gomu. Fumetsu is a tall-ish man with long black and white hair, but the creepy part is the rest of him. He’s covered in stitches and patches of grey skin. He looked like Frankenstein’s Monster had a Child with a Zombie from the Walking dead, then got run over by 8 different cars.

“If you two are done cuddling, there’s something important, Boss.” Fumetsu said, seeming like he honestly doesn’t care in the slightest.

Enjo got up, and handed Gomu the book to read. He followed Fumetsu out to where the rest of the others were talking.

“Maybe we Zhould juzt rob a bank or zomething.” Said Konchu to the others. She had a weird speaking habit where every S she says comes out as a Z. “Would be pretty eazy.”

“That’s dumb.” Replied Taberua, who fidgeted a bit. His hands were tied together due to a crime he committed back in his hometown, so he tends to twitch from being uncomfortable. Still, he refuses to let anyone unbind his hands. “We should do something less risky, like getting a job or somethin’...”

“We all have Criminal Backgrounds, toothache.” Said Kireina, as she painted her nails. “Besides, I can’t think of a Job that doesn’t require Hands and DOES require eating everything~”

“Do you wanna go, bitch?!” Taberu growled, baring his sharp teeth.

“Bring it.” She said, blowing the paint on her nails.

Enjo shot a blast of fire on the floor between them, making them separate.

“Behave.” He said, with a fireball in his hand. “We’re a team, not a bunch of preschoolers on the playground. Nothing gets done with a team who fights.”

Kireina and Taberu separated and grumbled a little. Enjo sighed, putting out the fire in his hand. He walked up to the table and asked,

“Now what’s the problem, Fumetsu?”

“We don’t have Money for that big project. Well, not enough at least.” He said. “We need about 16334550 Yen. We have less than half of that.”

“And nobody can decide on how to get more money.” Said Juryoku, who was just drinking a glass of punch. “Personally I’m on the ‘Steal the Money’ team.”

“Ugh…” Enjo rubbed the bridge of his nose and then exhaled. “Okay. How about this…”

He reaches into his bag on the counter and takes out a picture of the Kaminokaze Mansion. It was a large estate in the rich part of the City, opposite of where they lived. It belonged to the Kaminokaze Family, another relatively new Yakuza group. He sets the picture on the table.

“We can try to ally ourselves with the Kaminokaze Family.” He said, gesturing to the picture. “They might have a lot more members, but they’re new like us, and the Kage Atama Family hasn’t gotten their hands on them yet. We might be able to convince them.”

“Hm. Actually not a bad idea.” Kireina said, looking at the picture. “I bet they have some cute rich guys on their team~”

Chinmoku grunted a bit. He never truly spoke, just made noises, but it’s easy to tell when he’s annoyed.

“For the love of god…”