Kumiko leaned against the brick wall casually, watching as her chosen worked diligently at what had been asked of them. The kitten that they had given her was still nestled safely against her bosom, its little body vibrating with the force of its purr. The two had bonded quickly, her little Aoi as particular to who came near her as her chosen were. There had been several incidents on the way to Tokyo, more than one of her council would be sporting new scars. She could feel the smirk forming on her face as she thought of some of the places Aoi had gotten the men!
Kuma stood with her; he was her only protection that night. Dressed as she was, most people knew to avoid her. They could see that there was a hunt going on, those who defied her would face her wrath. There had been rumors, even amongst those unconnected with the Yakuza about a woman who had taken complete control of the Underworld and its participants, a woman who would stand no disobedience without good cause.
She ignored the way the silk of her kimono caught and snagged on the rough stone behind her. It was unimportant compared to what was happening throughout Tokyo. The council had not wanted her to come; her chosen had accepted it without batting an eyelash, as if they had expected it, which perhaps they had. Wrinkling her nose, she let her thoughts wander once more to Shin. He would come home to find an empire built in his absence, an empire he would help to enforce, for he would not help her rule it, but enforce her desires.
Shin had always done that, given into her desires even as he tried to talk her out of whatever idea she had come up with. That or protected her when her brilliant idea didn't work out the way she had planned. Wherever he went, all of her first 3-D class would follow, then as she taught more classes, they found others she had taught, mostly through Kuma. From there, they fell into line. If she led them into hell, they would follow. For now Kuma was the de-facto leader, that is until Shin came home.
Kuma was keeping a watchful eye on the street around them, waiting for the chosen to trickle back in from all four corners of Tokyo. They had been sent to subdue or kill those who had ignored Yankumi's order of no drugs and no human trafficking. These were two things she would not stand for; her students were too precious to her to let them become addicts, even if she was no longer teaching. It was one thing Kuma and all the rest of her students admired her for, she was tenacious and never let them stop believing in themselves. Now it was their turn to return the favor, she would never doubt herself in their presence, she was too important to them to let that happen.
Tilting his head, he ignored the sound of her kimono catching on the stone behind her. He could have sworn, wait! There it was, it was the sound of people arguing, it sounded like one of the chosen was already back. He couldn't quite tell who it was, however their orders had been to kill any of the older children, that way they couldn't decide to come back and retaliate against Yankumi and her family.
It was harsh yes, but it had to be done. This was the only way to be sure that all those who would take retribution were nullified. Reaching up, Yankumi rubbed at her temples with one hand, the other still cradling Aoi. This had been a terrible night, having to kill innocent children, all because their elders couldn't behave themselves and keep to an almost legit business.
The Japanese police were hiding within their homes and within their precincts tonight, they had been given warning of what was to happen. None of them wanted to be in the crossfire, the Yakuza took care of things on their own within their own ranks. Oftentimes it was brutal, however it got their message across. Yankumi watched as Iro brought forth a group of children, other of the chosen following behind, carrying those who were too young to walk by themselves. They had driven most of the way, yet this last little bit of distance was to be trod by foot. It was a precaution that had been unanimously agreed upon.
Tilting her head forward, she watched through her lashes as the men and children passed through the shadows coming toward she and Kuma. She saw as Kuma shifted slightly, letting his bulk move to shield her just slightly, as he did so she smiled ever so slightly. His loyalty was appreciated, the fact that he had given up his life for her… Well that made him all the more precious to her.
Over the next half hour, all those who had been sent out returned. Most but not all coming with children cradled within their arms. This was the reason she had chosen this specific group, they not only were loyal to her but were good with children, most either having younger siblings or extended family. Thus making them perfect for the operation.
Tomorrow, they would make the trip home. For the night, now that they were all here, they would make their way to one of the larger Yakuza compounds. They would stay the night there and figure out homes for the children within the next few days. This was something they hadn't been able to do seeing as they weren't sure exactly how many children they would be able to save.
For tonight however, their mission was over. It was now time to go and rest. Time would tell if all those who dissented were suitably dissuaded from their course of unrest. Things would be settled by the time Shin came home, her seat of power uncontested.