Omake: The Shadows That Lurks
Somewhere in Japantown
"Those absolute bafoons. Can't even keep one damn goat alive until the proper time to skin it. All those setups of assassinations to make it look real wasted." Grumbled the old man as he lit up a tobacco pipe. "Moritaka sama, the evidence is conclusive, Yuto is dead. Unfortunately whoever the kamikaze dog hired to deal with him succeeded without any 6th street casualty." A rough looking Tyger claw ganger calmly reports as he gave a slight bow in respect.
"Curse that Fujimura. We were so close to our objective of removing him from his role and now he turn the situation against us." Moritaka debate internally as he considered his options, non of them great. " You are dismissed, Bozo." Said Moritaka with a weary sigh. The moment the door was closed, his agent lit up, contacting his collaborator.
"Rogers," he greeted curtly, "Our plans have gone awry, and desperate measures are needed to recertify it. I have a plan but it will require some... Sacrifice from your end." The man on the other end cussed loudly before coming back " Alright you wannabe nip, what do you want?"
" I will arrange for an accident for a few of your members, pick whoever you want gone and send them near where the goat was. This will need to be done quickly and we shall pin the blame on the edgerunner hired by the kamikaze dog. You will get your war and I get rid of an annoyance."
"Fine but you better hope this works, or the next time it's gonna be you with a bullet in your nip head!" Growled Roger as he disconnected. Moritaka adopted a Gendo pose as he stare out the wide windows of his apartment no words left him as his brows furrow more in concentration.