The Family Pride

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"So tell me Fujiwara-san, what is it that interests you in contacting an old man like me?" Said Ryuu Satsumoto reclining on his wheelchair and staring the young Genichi in the eyes. He knew about Genichi's father's wealth, and had heard a rumor or two about Hideo Fujiwara's son's shady deals, so he could already guess what Genichi was going to ask from him involved money and under-the-table deals. "Let's get straight to the point, shall we?" Said Genichi, trying to keep his voice as calm as he could. Seeing Satsumoto's silence he continued, "Let's say I want to... Buy, something but I want to stay out of the deal myself, for which I obviously have my own reasons. So I need you to be the middle man cause I know you're good at it, and of course, you'll get yourself a little bonus too if you get it done fast and quiet." Chuckling at how fake the calmness in the boy's voice sound to him, Satsumoto smiled and asked "What is it that you want to buy Fujiwara-san, how can I help you with it and how much money are we talking about?" The boy crossed his arms, staring the man in the eyes and said in a lower voice "Four Sunfrenzy mark threes, and I don't care how you get em as long as no one comes looking for 'em. And well... We'll pretend they're codenames. Ten millions each."

Hearing what the boy was asking for and how much he was offering for it, Satsumoto couldn't help but to smirk. So rolling his wheelchair backward he said before turning and leaving the bar "Consider it already taken care of. I will get you the guns sorted out soon as I receive the cash." After Satsumoto disappeared through the door, Genichi leaned back and lit a cigarette, staring at his laptop screen where he had his father's account into open and forty millions ready for transfer. "That miserable old fool has nearly two billions on his freakin account. He wouldn't notice a million or two missing... But why risk it?" So, opening a private session he transferred the cash to Satsumoto's account and started deleting the cookies after the transfer was complete, because he knew if his father noticed the missing cash by any chance, he'd know no one but his son could've had access to his account detail.

Now that the deal was done, he had to wait to get his guns and he hoped he'd have enough time to practice with them before the actual tournament started. He knew flying around with 'stolen' Naval Forces gear would get him in serious trouble, but he just wanted them for the tournament, just to show everyone how good he actually is if he has proper gear. The tournament they were getting ready for was much like a gang war where different Hogosha groups from around Kusari gathered in Nagano to fight each other and announce the best group of the year, who'd then take the high traffic spot of Honshu gate in Sigma-13 until the next tournament. Even though the tournament was never officially recognized by the Black Dragon Society, but it was never stopped either. It was just a bunch of young Hogosha pilots learning how to fight over power and keep it under the radar at the same time, which was why the tournament was always held in Nagano, where there was no Naval or Police surveillance, and with the rising conflicts between the house of Kusari and the Gas Miners Guild, many more group of Hogosha pilots were attracted to the year's tournament because they knew now that the Guild's cries for help would go unanswered from the Naval forces, piracy in Sigmas was much easier and it could even give them the opportunity to cover their piracy acts under the label of patriotism.