[there's at least one thing about this whole experience... it's gotten easier to talk about Odasaku. mixed feelings there as he leans back against the wall, considering how to sum it all up. it's too much to go through everything again.]
Mm, the permit for legitimizing an organization as one special ability users can work for. Mori-san was very efficient with the set up of that particular scenario.
He took power by killing the previous Boss. I was his witness. So he assumed he had a protege that would do the same to him the moment he slipped--said protege was even hanging out in bars with a government spy and a lowly mafia member whose ability made him a formidable assassin. He was also undermining Mori-san's authority by letting lower mafia members gets away with stealing product without being, ah, "properly dealt with".
What he didn't know was I had no interest in assuming power. I was tired of the whole thing. Nothing there gave me a reason to want to continue to live. My friends at the bar were just as burnt out--Odasaku had already stopped killing ages ago and had orphans he'd taken in and wanted to build a life for.
So Mori-san devised this arrangement so that not only did he drive out a spy, but he would eliminate a dangerous underling who lost all reason to live except for killing that cult which was brought in, force out the protege he saw too much of himself in, and gain the permit. All in the name of dirtying one's hands for the sake of the organization.
... I've never. Felt a pain worse than seeing my friend laying in his own blood because I, stupidly, didn't even think Mori-san was the one who set it all up. I went to him to ask him to help Odasaku. And realized it too late.
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Mm, the permit for legitimizing an organization as one special ability users can work for. Mori-san was very efficient with the set up of that particular scenario.
He took power by killing the previous Boss. I was his witness. So he assumed he had a protege that would do the same to him the moment he slipped--said protege was even hanging out in bars with a government spy and a lowly mafia member whose ability made him a formidable assassin. He was also undermining Mori-san's authority by letting lower mafia members gets away with stealing product without being, ah, "properly dealt with".
What he didn't know was I had no interest in assuming power. I was tired of the whole thing. Nothing there gave me a reason to want to continue to live. My friends at the bar were just as burnt out--Odasaku had already stopped killing ages ago and had orphans he'd taken in and wanted to build a life for.
So Mori-san devised this arrangement so that not only did he drive out a spy, but he would eliminate a dangerous underling who lost all reason to live except for killing that cult which was brought in, force out the protege he saw too much of himself in, and gain the permit. All in the name of dirtying one's hands for the sake of the organization.
... I've never. Felt a pain worse than seeing my friend laying in his own blood because I, stupidly, didn't even think Mori-san was the one who set it all up. I went to him to ask him to help Odasaku. And realized it too late.
At least, until I came here, that is.