Chisaki didn't expect to test his newfound surgery abilities on himself first. But emergency situations require emergency solutions. He was just glad that it actually worked. Guess all those years of playing Sims and modeling character faces paid off.

And the whole transforming to a different gender, putting on a dress, and pretending to be Eri's mother? Ha, what's masculinity in front of potential lifetime imprisonment with pee and potty bags? There is no shame in trying to survive.

"Where are we going Mama? Aren't we going home?" Eri asked quietly, tugging on Chisaki's dress. Seeing that heroes-in-training were now nowhere in sight, the cross dresser let out a big breath of relief and put Eri down.

"Eri-chan, we are going home later. Now let's go to the mall and get you some new clothes. New pretty dresses and shoes!" He kneeled down to her height and spoke, winking. "And candied apples, we can buy them at the sweets shop!"

Afterall his henchmen need some time to buy a new house and forge fake ID cards for both of them.

Kurono sat solemnly with both hands covering his forehead, contemplating the life decisions that led him to this current situation. Earlier today, the Shie Hassaikai was notified of Eri's escape and everyone went out to find the girl. Not long after Kurono received a call from his boss, telling him to go buy a house immediately and forge two ID cards for a single parent mother and her child. Oh, and also to tell all the members of Shie Hassaikai to, "stop stalking them so they can go shopping."

Kurono wouldn't be that speechless if the child's name was not Eri and the woman's name not Kei Chisaki. But atlas he had to come to terms with the fact that yes, his boss, head of the Shie Hassaikai, decided to dress up as a woman to adopt Eri.

So Kurono sighed and calmly texted the demands of Chisaki to the group. Soon the members who allegedly stalked the innocent Kei Chisaki and her daughter returned. All of them somehow came to the same conclusion that the mysterious white haired woman was the missing mother of Eri and wife of their boss. The theory was popularized by how the mysterious woman had the same last name as their boss, looked like the boss's daughter, and was allowed to take care of the said daughter.

It's not like he could straight up tell them that It's their boss who dressed up as a woman pretending to be Eri's mother. First of all, no one would believe him. Second, everyone was too obsessed with the narrative. To the point where they fleshed out many Romeo and Juliet styled romance novels for the "couple".

"Oh they must be star crossed lovers!" One of the yakuza members cried out, fully engrossed with his fanfiction titled the Runaway Mafia Bride. "Ahh seven years ago, the young boss, heir of the yakuza throne, fell madly in love with a common lady. So in love that the Young Boss was ready to sacrifice his life in the mafia for her hand in marriage. But right before their wedding, the common lady found out about her fiancé's secret dark past. She decided she had to escape and fled the city the night before their wedding. However, she didn't realize that she was pregnant. (Insert gasps from the audience.) A year later, the heartbroken young boss received a letter from the runaway bride...along with a baby named Eri."

So now the entire Shie Hassaikai started gossiping about their boss's nonexistent tragic love story. Even the other Eight Bullets came knocking on his door and asked him if it was true. To which Kurono simply barked off a question, "how would I know?!"

"Ah nothing," Joi Irinaka a.k.a. the Mimic said with a shrug. "I thought you and the young boss had something, but I guess I'm wrong."

Kurono's eyebrow twitched. He did his best to maintain a poker face. "How did you come to that nonsense?" Wait nevermind he didn't need to hear that—too late

"I saw Young Boss taking off your mask and complimenting your looks that day. You are the first person he has done this to."

Kurono's poker face broke into anger instantly. "There is no special relationship between the Young Boss and I!" He yelled, feeling the steam fuming off his face, not knowing if it's out of frustration or humiliation. He blasted Mimic out of his laboratory. "We have a pure leader-follower relationship! Your mind is dirty for thinking otherwise!"