Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 175 The underworld is the underworld; without brains, you'll be a loser your whole life!

In the spacious conference room, Miyagawa Sayo sat in the main seat, looking at the young leaders of the Aote Group in front of him.

"The main reason I called everyone here today is to hear your suggestions on the future direction of the organization."

As soon as the words were spoken, the young leaders of the Blue Hand Group sat in their seats with varying expressions, none of them speaking first.

"Since everyone agrees, the 'BoTu system' will temporarily channel its funds towards the 'Dewu system' (funds system), ensuring they have sufficient funds for operation."

"President."

Before Miyagawa Hayashi could finish speaking, the head of the Bottom Team, Akabane, frowned and said.

"While the House system is indeed very important in the future, we should also let them grow freely. Back then, no one supported us; we earned our place through real battles."

"Isn't it inappropriate for you to demand unconditional support from the 'House' faction right off the bat?"

Miyagawa Hayashi looked at the red book with his legs propped up on the conference table, listened to his complaints, and frowned as he fell into thought.

"Well, it's not like we're asking you to do it for free. It's because the 'House of the House' group of businesses needs a lot of capital in the early stages of operation. Your 'Boto' group has more cash flow, so once they've taken off, they'll give you a boost."

"You should also be aware of the revenue generated once the company operates at scale."

"Huh? Economies of scale? What's that? Sorry, I'm not very well-educated, I really don't know."

Interrupted again, Miyagawa Shoshu looked at the red book, watching the other party meet his gaze without flinching.

Knowing that the red book was unhappy about him becoming the president, Miyagawa Sho smiled slightly.

"In that case, Hongben, just state your opinion all at once and let's resolve this in one go."

Faced with Miyagawa Sho's words, which implied a sense of oppression, Akane smiled indifferently.

"I don't have any opinions, but I do have quite a few doubts."

"Oh? You said."

With his hands clasped in front of his mouth, Miyagawa Hayashi looked at the red book, waiting for it to speak.

Seeing this, Hongben leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the conference table.

"First of all, I don't understand why we would move to such a place when the original headquarters was perfectly fine?"

"President, we're the Yakuza! You've placed our headquarters in a place like this? Don't you think the attention our brothers have attracted isn't enough?"

"Yes, Chairman, we're already under police surveillance because we frequently go in and out of these busy areas. If they find out what we did in the past, it'll be troublesome."

Miyagawa Hayashi nodded, giving him a noncommittal nod to continue.

"Secondly, there's something I don't understand. We're Yakuza, so we should have a Yakuza style. What's with that blue fat guy at the door?"

"If you didn't know better, you'd think our Amaterasu Group had switched to early childhood education!"

Miyagawa Hayashi nodded, but still didn't say anything.

However, his loyal followers were not happy about it, especially when they saw that Hong Ben was acting nonchalantly, as if he were the boss.

"Red-booked man, this is a meeting room, a serious occasion. Please put your legs down!"

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, Hongben glanced indifferently at Miyagawa Hayashi's confidant, gave a curt reply, and continued to put his legs on the conference table as if nothing had happened, showing no intention of taking them down.

"I'll say it again, please put your leg down!"

Snapped!
The ashtray smashed into his confidant's forehead, and blood flowed down his forehead.

With a cold expression and a look that seemed about to devour someone, Hong Ben spoke in a low voice.

"Who do you think you are, to speak for me?"

The sudden conflict drew the attention of Miyagawa's confidants, and seeing this, Akane's subordinates also stepped forward to confront him.

Miyagawa Shoshu sighed, waved his hand to signal his confidant to leave, and then looked at the red book.

“We are a legitimate yakuza organization. Don’t resort to violence to solve problems all the time. That’s ancient history from over a decade ago. Sit down, and you can continue, Red Book.”

Looking at Miyagawa Shoshu, who still dared not get angry even so, Akane smiled coldly and stood still to speak.

"Let me make this clear first, I didn't mean anything by it."

"Since the president has asked our Bots-to-Dollar faction to support the House faction, it's perfectly normal for me to offer some suggestions, right? Everyone, don't you agree?" As she spoke, Hongben glanced around at everyone before looking at Miyagawa Hayashi, who was sitting in the main seat.

"Yes, yes, what Hongben Ruotou said makes sense."

"That's right, we can't let the gamblers' department work for nothing, can we?"

Seeing that everyone was being dragged into his schemes, Hongben revealed a smug smile.

"Two suggestions. First, I think it would be more appropriate for us to move our headquarters to our Bots faction's location. Second, I think that blue robot cat is just too ugly. How about switching it back? Is that alright?"

In response, Miyagawa Hayashi pondered for a moment before speaking.

"The first point is no problem, relocation is possible. As for the second point, the ones at headquarters can be replaced with armored humanoids later, and this place will remain unchanged."

Upon hearing this, Hongben smiled speechlessly.

"Hey Chairman, we're a yakuza organization, not some child's play group. I know you treat that bookstore owner across the street like your little sister, but acting cute for a girl like this is really not suitable for a yakuza leader."

"How about you step down and let me take over, or I can lend you a hand? After all, if you have someone you care about, you're not suited for this line of work. What if something happens to the person you care about one day?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Miyagawa Hayashi put down his hands on the table and stood up from the seat of honor.

"Oh, I see. You're so interested in this seat. In that case, you can sit here."

Akane was slightly taken aback by Miyagawa Shoshu's invitation, not expecting him to do this.

However, as the member of the Aoto Group's largest force, even though he knew that Miyagawa Hayashi was likely deliberately intimidating him.

But who is Hong Ben? In terms of power and numbers, who in the Qing Shou Group can compare to him?

He swaggered over and sat down in the main seat, a smug smile spreading across his face.

Then, his neck was pierced.

Standing behind the chair, Miyagawa Sayo expressionlessly covered Hongben's mouth to prevent him from screaming, watching his underling point a gun at him, who dared not move.

"If you're so brainless, what the hell are you doing in the underworld?"

"Shabi."

As the red book breathed its last, Miyagawa Shoshu frowned, pulled out a tissue to wipe the blood from his hands, and took out his phone to make a call.

A few minutes later, under the arrangement of Toshifuku Asahi, Matsuda, who had taken over the position of director, walked into the conference room and frowned as he looked at the bloodied corpse on the floor.

"What are you doing?"

Miyagawa Shoshu sighed.

“I didn’t want to do it either, but he mentioned Miss Jia Yezi. This guy is a brainless lunatic. I’m afraid he’ll cause trouble one day, so I have no choice but to kill him first.”

After listening to Miyagawa Shoshu's account, Matsuda frowned and glanced at the corpse with the red book on the ground.

"Did he really say that?"

Looking at Chief Matsuda, who was chatting with Miyagawa Shoshu in front of the corpse, the young leaders of the Aote-gumi nodded.

"tsk"

Director Matsuda shook his head speechlessly.

"Understood. I remember he's the young leader of the Bots faction, right? We're taking these few of his trusted men with us. Find someone to hand them over as soon as possible."

"Thank you very much, Chief Matsuda!"

Matsuda turned and left without replying. As a policeman, he naturally didn't want to have too much involvement with a yakuza organization like Miyagawa.

However, given the current situation, he has no choice but to intervene.

"How can someone be so mentally challenged!"

Sitting in the police car, Matsuda rubbed his temples silently, looking at the bookstore across the street, recalling the corpse of the red book.

Why the hell are you bothered by a girl who's been ordered to be protected by the Exorcism Association, the Inoue family, and the Metropolitan Police Department?

Gangsters are gangsters; if you don't have brains, you'll be a deadbeat your whole life!

(End of this chapter)