[ Daigo had made a meager attempt to dissuade him coming back. If there was any time to leave the gokudo, now seemed like it. The life had already taken plenty of tolls off of his lieutenant. Once upon a time, that would have been Kashiwagi's duty to attend to. He had taken more than enough fallen yakuza into his halfway house to recover, to make plans to set them free of the dire obligations called for. But if they haven't lost Mine they've certainly lost Kashiwagi. Kanda and Hamazaki too but can Daigo call that anything other than thorns removed from his side... It leaves his court shockingly empty, shoulder leaned hard into Majima while the clan's cash flow flounders without Mine's careful attention to it.
It doesn't leave Daigo much choice but to accept it that Mine wants to take up the helm again. There's no one who can do a better job, the intricacies of the families' many enterprises is too much of a challenge for anyone else to skillfully wrangle.
It doesn't stop Daigo from regretting it a little anyway, even if he won't say as much. The hospital rooftop remains a whirl and a wound that still twinges. What is he doing to his men that things could go so terribly wrong?
There's a undercurrent of uncertainty when he appears in the door of the Hakuho office, ]
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It doesn't leave Daigo much choice but to accept it that Mine wants to take up the helm again. There's no one who can do a better job, the intricacies of the families' many enterprises is too much of a challenge for anyone else to skillfully wrangle.
It doesn't stop Daigo from regretting it a little anyway, even if he won't say as much. The hospital rooftop remains a whirl and a wound that still twinges. What is he doing to his men that things could go so terribly wrong?
There's a undercurrent of uncertainty when he appears in the door of the Hakuho office, ]
Hey. Working too hard, I assume?