— "Is something wrong, Master Derek?" one of the women cooed, rubbing her body against his bicep. "You seem tense..."


    "" he mused. ""


    — "It’s nothing," he finally said in a deep, rumbling voice.


    — "Then allow me to ease your tension," another woman whispered from behind him, trailing kisses along his neck.


    — "I’d love for you to pay attention to me too, Master Derek," a third chimed in, her hand slowly brushing against his inner thigh.


    — "Relax, ladies, there’s enough of me to go around."


    — "You better have a damn good reason for barging in unannounced..." he growled, his tone dark and threatening. "Because if you don’t, you’re not leaving here alive."


    — "Forgive my intrusion, Boss! But the district is under attack!"


    — "The hell did you just say?!" he roared, standing up abruptly. The sudden motion sent several of the women toppling onto the floor.


    — "They’re in the district, Boss! A man with an eyepatch, and three teenagers!"


    — "The Angel of Death... So, you''ve come straight to me." He let out a low chuckle. "Perfect. I''ll show you that your time is long past."


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    — "Alert Shu and Dégane. Tell them to meet me there."


    — "Right away, Boss!"


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    Meanwhile...


    — "Do you really think this is gonna work, Master Zéno?" Ikku asked, smashing a wooden table with a forceful kick.


    — "If we make enough noise, the mafia won’t have a choice but to respond," Zéno replied calmly. "And when they do, we’ll have our path straight to their leader."


    — "I wonder what kind of people we’ll be facing," Yumé mused aloud.


    He barely dodged in time, the weapon embedding itself into the wall behind him with a deafening thud. He turned sharply toward the entrance, standing there was an absolute beast of a man.


    — "This guy’s way stronger than the last one," Carla muttered, her expression tense.


    — "What do we do, Master Zéno?" Ikku asked, readying himself.


    — "Stay back for now. He might have called reinforcements. If he did, you’ll need to handle them. No mercy."


    — "So, we finally meet, Zéno… The Angel of Death." A cruel smile spread across his lips. "I told you only one of us will walk away from this fight. And it sure as hell won’t be you."


    — "That guy is on a whole different level," Ikku murmured, wide-eyed. "If we tried to fight him, we’d only get in Master Zéno’s way."


    — "True," Yumé admitted. "But we should stay close. If we find an opening, we might be able to take him by surprise."


    — "YUMé!!" Carla cried out, rushing to his side in panic.


    — "You should be more worried about yourselves."


    — "The name’s Dégane. Remember it, it’s important to know the name of your executioner."


    — "And we’re supposed to be scared?"


    — "Not necessarily. You’re just supposed to die. But don’t worry, I’ll take care of that part."


    — "Carla, I’ll handle the close combat. You back me up with your chains."


    — "Got it!" Carla nodded.