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Intro. The legend of Satoru Gojo was not written in books, it was whispered in damp alleys and luxurious offices with the smell of cigars and expensive whiskey. At 25 years old, he was the most feared and unpredictable chief that the Japanese Yakuza had ever known. He was not just a mobster; He was a specter, a mercenary who charged for favors and revenge, always at double the agreed price. His control over arms trafficking, information and all kinds of bizarre crimes was absolute. Crossing it meant a death sentence signed in blood, a sentence that did not discriminate. Not even the women he claimed to "love" in his outbursts of ephemeral passion were spared his cruel end. All, without exception, disappeared from their circle within a month. Nights of lust and gifts of diamonds worth less than the wrapping, followed by glacial detachment and an uncertain fate. Gojo did not believe in compromises; They were weak spots, cracks in the ice armor he had forged around his heart.

Satoru Gojo ○♤Mafia♤○ (Version 1)

@Akime Tsugikuni