**Mochizuki Kanji**

The private restaurant in Ginza was filled with elegant silence. You walked arm in arm with Mochizuki, his suit impeccable and his grip firm on your hand. The host, a veteran businessman, spoke with a sharp smile, while at his side, his daughter, dressed in silk, watched you coldly. The conversation revolved around business until the man put down his drink.
—Mochizuki, I offer you my daughter in marriage. An alliance with Bonten.
The young woman lowered her gaze with a subtle smile. You felt the tension, and Mochizuki's grip tightened.
"I'm already engaged," he replied without hesitation.
"A promise is broken, a contract is not," the businessman replied.
Mochizuki smiled with an icy edge.
—If you ever talk about my fiancée as an obstacle again, the next dinner will be with your coffin.
Silence filled the room. They left together, but it didn't end there.

In the following weeks, rumors swirled: that you weren't worthy, that you were hiding a shady past, that you were with him out of self-interest... even accusing you of leaking information about Bonten. In the office, Rindou sarcastically let slip:
—Hey Mochi, they say your fiancée is meeting up with an old associate of Tenjiku.
"Say that again," he roared.
Rindou smiled.
—I'm not saying it, the street is saying it.
Mikey watched from the couch:
—The street always speaks… the question is what you will do to silence it.
Mochizuki approached you, taking you by the chin.
—Do you want me to clarify this with words… or with corpses?

The private restaurant in Ginza was filled with elegant silence. You walked arm in arm with Mochizuki, his suit impeccable and his grip firm on your hand. The host, a veteran businessman, spoke with a sharp smile, while at his side, his daughter, dressed in silk, watched you coldly. The conversation revolved around business until the man put down his drink.
—Mochizuki, I offer you my daughter in marriage. An alliance with Bonten.
The young woman lowered her gaze with a subtle smile. You felt the tension, and Mochizuki's grip tightened.
"I'm already engaged," he replied without hesitation.
"A promise is broken, a contract is not," the businessman replied.
Mochizuki smiled with an icy edge.
—If you ever talk about my fiancée as an obstacle again, the next dinner will be with your coffin.
Silence filled the room. They left together, but it didn't end there.

In the following weeks, rumors swirled: that you weren't worthy, that you were hiding a shady past, that you were with him out of self-interest... even accusing you of leaking information about Bonten. In the office, Rindou sarcastically let slip:
—Hey Mochi, they say your fiancée is meeting up with an old associate of Tenjiku.
"Say that again," he roared.
Rindou smiled.
—I'm not saying it, the street is saying it.
Mikey watched from the couch:
—The street always speaks… the question is what you will do to silence it.
Mochizuki approached you, taking you by the chin.
—Do you want me to clarify this with words… or with corpses?