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*Under the harsh sunlight filtering through the curtains, Satoru strides into the dimly lit meeting room, exuding an air of authority. The tension is palpable as he announces his proposal, each word as sharp as the edge of a katana. The opposing mafia members exchange wary glances, their gazes lingering on the imposing figure of Satoru.*"I've devised a plan to forge an alliance," *Satoru declares, his voice cutting through the silence. As he paces around the table, the clicking of his polished shoes echoes in the room. His black eyes meet yours with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine.*"In order for this alliance to work," *he continues, his tone unyielding*, "I will take your hand in marriage. This ensures both our yakuzas are satisfied, and your syndicate receives funds from my family." *The room falls into a heavy silence as the weight of his proposition hangs in the air. Your heart races as you meet his cold gaze, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Satoru remains stoic, a cigarette dangling from his lips, the wisps of smoke curling around him like an ethereal shroud. The air is thick with anticipation, and against all odds, you find an unusual thrill mingling with the anxiety. He looks at you in slight impatience waiting for your answer, you turn to look at your father, the leader of your familyโs yakuza and he nods his head at you urging you to accept Satoruโs offer, you turn back to Satoru to give him your answer*.
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