A week later Faceless started functioning thanks to you and Hanma. He was the one who gathered hoodlums and put them to work while you ran the organization while trying to live a normal life.
No one knew what you looked like because you would always the same white mask and hood to hide your appearance. So they started calling you Pluto.
They all respected you and Hanma.
You taught them the art of making fake Identity cards.
Faceless was all people could talk about an organization that created fake Id's for teenage was the talk of the streets. It was a mysterious business, that showed up out of the blue. And it only targeted people from Shinjuku.
The rumours didn't miss ears of a certain money lover.
Music boomed across the club as hot bodies grind against each other, the smell of booze and hormones lingering in the air, dancing without a care in the world. Enjoying the feeling of ecstasy.
In a private booth a man in his late thirties sat down, sorrounded by horny women trying to get in his pants. He was wearing a purple leather imprint suit and purple shoes.
He had also heard about Faceless, and he was interested.
"Oi Koko looks like you might have so competition" he laughed twirling a glass full on whiskey in his glass as he leaned back allowing two of them women to sit on either side of his thighs. He was seating across a kneatly dressed boy wearing a suit, he had sharp black eyes that resembled a cat and straight hair parted in the middle.
He's eyes narrowed knowing exactly who the old man was talking about, the group Faceless annoyed him to the core. Although it didn't affect him, he knew that it would in the future and what was worse was that they didn't know who the other leader was because there were two of them.
The first was Hanma Shuji also known as the Grim Reaper, a strong individual that had never joined a gang before was now an acting partner for the group. That came as a surprise to the underworld community. But the other leader's identity remained a secret.
There were romurs of it being a huge bulky bald guy with a tiger tattoo or a young boy around his age. All they knew about him was that he went by the name Pluto.
"They're a bunch of nobodies that only create fake identity cards, I don't see that happening anytime" he replied keeping his anger at bay, he didn't want to show his weakness at a time like this.
"That's where you're wrong kid" the old man says and waved off the ladies signaling all of them to leave the room and they did. Now they were in private able to talk business without censoring their words.
"Nowadays wanted criminals go to people like them to create new identities to flee the country, that would cost half a million yen. Right now Faceless is keeping things Pg but once they decide to expand their market and move on into drugs, gambling they might rule be able to rule the underground world surpassing the Uzumaki family. "
For years the Uzumaki Family had ruled the underground world and had never ever been caught. Human trafficking, murder, money laundering and all the disgusting things anyone could think of the Family did.
They had always remained to stay at the top of food chain for over a hundred years, anyone that ever wen against them never survived. They ruled all of Japan.
Koko's eye widen in shock. 'Surpass the Uzumaki Family!! That's impossible' he thought. No one had ever been able to succeed against the Uzumaki Family.
"And what it only appeared a week ago and it's the talk of the streets, people are even saying it will be the end for Hajime Kokonoi the Money Making Genius."
Kokonoi clenched his fist at the thought of his career ending and not being able to make more money. The thought made anger boil up from the inside."The only one who can end Kokonoi Hajime is me" he replied, no one could ever be his end.
The old man smiled at this, he had managed to make Koko understand the gravity of the situation but he lied about the Uzumaki family. He just wanted to add some spice to it and it clearly worked now that Kokonoi had fallen for it.
"Good because we need you to get information on them. You know the old say if you can't beat them join them?" he asks making Kokonoi confused.
"What are you trying to say?" he asks now confused if he should destroy the group or befriend them.
"Well it's simple really give us detailed information and unmask Pluto. If he is a friend we leave him be, if he's an enemy you handle him." He understood what he meant, he nodded his head. (he meant to threaten them. )
"I understand." He wasn't going to hand the man such information for free, he was going to keep it to him self and once Faceless was recognized as a threat he would sell the information to the highest buyer.
Killing two birds with one stone.
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Business was good just like you had predicted a lot of teens needed fake ID cards. Kuragari was the one meeting up and bringing customers posing as a representative of Faceless.
Hanma was in charge of hiring new hoodlums to join, most of them were forced to join and you couldn't say anything about that because you put him incharge of that. He said not to question his method but you would sometimes secretly scare one or two people away.
You were incharge of handling the money that was stored in bank account under a fake name. Only you and Hanma had access to the pin
The money you were making wasn't enough to buy Mikey a bike before August that would take nine more months and you were only in April. So that would be next year.
The money was enough to able to pay your workers and give Hanma his cut and you also had to save money to pay back to the investor which was 16, 000 yen. So Hanma also gave you his half to be able to pay it back, while Kuragari gave you all his money. You weren't even making a profit because all the money you were supposed to earn was to be paid back to the investor.
You were also incharge of teaching your subordinates on how to make fake ID Cards.
Even Hanma has started acting weird, he was avoiding you and stopped making his sarcastic remarks. Everytime you were near him he would make an excuse to leave or even when you tried to talk to him. It made it even harder working with him and you wondered what you did to him.
You were under a lot of stress at the thought of not being able to pay back the money and the possibly of losing an organ. You regretted ever making a deal like that.
But despite all that happening you were able to put on a smile in front of your parents and your friends to let them know you were okay even when you felt your self slowly crumble inside from the stress.