The name Okura

[Mao]

January 24, 821 A.S.
Osaka Storage Facility

The cigar is nearly finished when Tekkan empties the last glass of whisky and throws it at the door. Small pieces of glass spread all over the place. Seconds after that, the door opens. The young secretary rushes in his office with a concerned look on her face.

- I heard a noise and... Oh Heavens! When did you finish all those bottles? And is that a joint? Are you... of course you are. If anyone sees you like this...
- Shut the hell up and close the fracking door! Now get here and help me out!
- Where do you want to go?
- I need take a piss, do you mind?
- Fine... you can't even stand!
- No problem, I'll piss on you, ahahahaha.
- You pig!
- What did you just say, Kitomi? WHAT? Did you just call your boss a pig? You know how that will look if I call the state police? Are you a chrysanthemum? I've asked you a question! Answer me! Are you?
- Iie! Yamete kudasai! (No! Please stop it!)
- No? I didn't hear you... Are you a fracking chrysanthemum?
- Mou hontou ni yamete kudasai! (Really, please stop that!)
- Oh, you don't like this? Take off your clothes.
- Iya desu! (No! I don't like this!)
- Take off your clothes, whore!

The poor girl knows that she has no chance to win in a court so she has to comply but when he was about to begin, he falls on his back and strives to get back up but fails. After the second attempt, he's so tired that he falls asleep.

The episode consumes, like many others before that. This time however, Tekkan was in trouble. He just closed his company and declared bankruptcy. He sold his offices on Honshu and Osaka and was waiting for a sign from his father. A sign that did not come. Entire generations of Okura succeeded in nearly all the business they started. Ayumu Okura, his father, didn't want to recognize a son that failed. It was shameful.

Days were passing and living on board his Akegata was becoming impossible. Then he saw it; a huge convoy of Samura transports passed by. He took the decision, he would be the first Okura after many generations to try to get hired outside his family.

After a few days, his application was ready to be submitted. His plan was to get enough money to start a new.

January 24, 821 A.S.
Ainu Depot

A diffuse light was lighting the cold metallic walls in Hana's room. She was about to get up from bed after a well deserved sleep of over five hours.

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