When Things Turn Gray
A Musume Noir story.Index:PrologueDay 01Day 02Day 03:part one -
part twoDay 04Day 05Day 06Day 07: A good deed (1)... -
...has been overshadowed (2).Day 08Day 09Day 10: The basement (1)... -
...of answers (2).Day 11Day 12Final (+Epilogue)-------------------------
PrologueThe world is going crazy, I can't blame it. People are going crazy, I can't blame them either. Times have changed, more the the worse than to the good. Out of frustration and hopelessness crimes started to overtake the newspapers. Once one of the safest places in the world, now a country led by the weak and puppets. How did this happen you ask? I don't know. Who I am, this is what I can answer. I am Koji Tsukamoto, a criminal. A criminal in they eyes of people who know me. It is the year 2007 and I live on Tokyo. I am working for a small gangster group called the "Yentown Brothers". Their "homeland" is Toshima. A small ward in Tokyo. They got their name from a movie called Yentown. It was about a fictional city in Japan, much like Tokyo, where a high poverty and crime rates ruled the streets. In Yentown and in Toshima itself are a lot of foreign citizens. More than the half is Chinese, about one fifth Korean, the rest Filipino and American. Before you ask, I am Japanese. You probably don't understand how a Japanese like me could get into a mainly foreign ward and in one of their gangs. Let me explain it to you.
Although I work for them since nearly 15 years, I am not a old man. I am actually 21. You could be confused when calculating the age of when I entered this gang. The reason is simple. When I was six, my parents got killed in a hostage/stand off situation. They where at the wrong place at the wrong time. With six I was old enough to understand that they didn't die for any reason. I know that it was because of some fights between gangs. Newspapers only wrote about Yakuza, but there are many more groups I know today. After I lost my parents I became desperate. My relatives didn't want me, I can't blame them. I was a terrible child. After a couple of months of being alone, they send me to my always drunken uncle. He worked as a delivery boy for the some small gang in Tokyo. My uncle didn't care about me and I didn't care about him. I wasn't even really moved it, when my uncle got killed, too. By then I didn't already know what happened to him, he just never came back home.
Then, in the same year when I was still 6, I got an angry phone call. The man didn't even give me the chance to speak, he only shout at me to deliver the packet until the next day. He must have thought that it was my uncle on the phone. I might have been smart for a six year old, but I get scarred when some older men shout at me. I knew my uncle was a delivery boy, but I didn't know who or what he delivers. The packet stood in the floor, an address on top. I didn't really think about what I do when delivering this packet for my uncle. It was the first time that I got in contact with the Yentown Brothers, when I delivered the packet. They were surprised when they saw me. After a few phone calls later, they found out about my uncle. I don't know why, but somehow the boss liked me. The first years were actually fun. Some of them played with me all day long, from time to time I was able to earn money for washing their cars or cleaning guns. When I was 10, the boss gave me the chance to become a real criminal. He found out about my parents and promised me to get details about the men who shot them. All I had to do is to lie and cover for them. He let me think about it for a few days. After a lot of thinking, I went to the boss only said: 'Teach me how to fight and shoot!'. The boss liked my attitude and agreed. So between standing outside of a building while they murdered someone inside, they taught me how to shoot and fight.
At the age of 16 the Yentown Brothers started to expand really big. This was when a lot of Japanese entered the gang. One day one of these Japanese tried to overtake the boss' reign. I don't want to go into the details, but the boss got shot at the end of the negotiations. The Japanese, the new boss, killed nearly all the close men of the old boss. I wasn't afraid when he pointed his gun at me. He must have noticed this, that and my age. He offered me work as his private bodyguard. I didn't really care about the gang or their politics, all I wanted was money and to find the people who killed my parents. Of course, I knew that my old boss used me and my urge of revenge, the new boss won't make a difference. I don't have another chance to find out about the killers. So I continued on protecting, killing and torturing people, all in the name of Yentown Brothers.
Now, 2007, I still work for him. It actually became a bit more quiet in 2006, so I got time off. The problem was that I never really experienced fun since I was 10 and so I never know what I should do in my free time. In 2007 the boss and the whole gang became more nervous and more violent again. It looks like there are one or two rival gangs that get on their nerves. As I said, I don't really care about politics. My job is to fulfill my job, that's what I do, that's what I am good at. Today the boss ordered me to come and so I came.
I knocked at the door and he called me in. He sat behind his desk, the TV running some news show. 'Sit down', he ordered me without even look at me. He was more concentrated on the show than on me. 'Look', he said. I turned to the TV, but I couldn't really make out what he wants from me. All I saw on TV was a beautiful girl. 'You know this girl?', he asked. No, I didn't know this girl. All I do in my free time is sitting at a bar, but not drinking alcohol. Recently I also started to play cards with a couple of men in the bar. Next to those activities I work out and sleep. You see, I don't have much time to watch TV. 'This girl is Takahashi Ai, from the group Morning Musume. You heard of them?'. Actually I did hear about them. Since last year I noticed that a few members of the gang, and even of other gangs, started to watch and fight over a couple of so called idols or idol groups. Once I heard that even the bosses are somehow fans of them and it seems to be true. 'They search for security staff members. This will be your new job.', he said out of the blue. 'My new job?', I asked. 'Another gang placed honeypots over the years and this year they seem to be even more aggresive', he explained. Honeypots you ask? Honeypots are kind of like traps the gangs set to boycott the favorite idols or groups of other gangs. Silly, I know. Like I said, people became desperate and bored. The gangs try to control the number of fans with this. Today crimes are so normal already, that they started to use the number of fans to decide which gang is bigger. This is no joke and apparently this is a serious battle. My boss explained that enemies cleverly placed their traps so that three girls of the so called "Hello!Project" had to leave already. One of these traps even effected their main project, Morning Musume. Yentown was able to control the fans until now. Fans are also desperate and bored these days and newest floating rumors about the current leader Takahashi Ai seem to have caused a massive uproar. The news show reported that the agency got several serious threats and are now worried about the health of the girls. They are hiring a professional bodyguard group now to protect the girls as much as they can. Now I started to understand what my boss wants. 'I am supposed to be one of the bodyguards?', I asked. 'Yes, you are going to make sure that nothing happens to this girl or the other girls.'. 'You are going to be her personal guard and my personal contact person inside the agency. Her safety is your job!', he added with a clear voice. This job isn't that different from my other jobs and so I agreed without any objections. 'You are going to start tomorrow', he told me on my way out.
Alright, at least this means that I don't waste my time in the bar.
Let's play the babysitter for some odd idol girls.
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