" i will not let anyone live if they did what i did."
In which a foreign girl set to marry young finishes with a crime organization and crazed thoughts
C U R R E N T L Y on Haitus until I am able to write more chapters to update regularly!
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THE WAREHOUSE WAS usually called the Scrap Yard by the members of Izanami. While half was used as storage for supplies, both the good and bad, the other half was used as a place to house criminals in Mayumi's eyes.
It was stationed on the outskirts of Tokyo, at the border of the Tokyo and Saitama prefectures. It was separated from the main area of Tokyo, something Mayumi chose to make sure no one stuck their nose where it wasn't needed. Most of her supply storage were separated throughout Japan, just to be precautions.
"How many do we have here?" Mayumi asked Kenji as they walked up the doors." Wakatoshi and two others who were found along with him." Mayumi hummed, her face scrunching in anger.
Two guards were stationed at the warehouse normally. When people were taken in, however, security increased, making sure top notch protocol was taken to avoid anyone escaping. Mayumi was no stranger to scheming people stuck in one place. All measures must be taken.
She walked in with the other two men, her figure going noticed by most of the men in the area. It wasn't new to most that there was a foreign woman in the Izanami yakuza. Most just assumed she was the assistant to Saiyama Kenji, who was always seen with her. Kenji glanced around the warehouse, looking to make sure everyone was keeping their noses out of Mayumi's business. To them, she shouldn't be important.
