Chapter 104

• Amaya
• I didn't expect spending the day with my aunt to turn out to be fun, after all, and at the same time clarifying. She had the patience to tell me stories about my father, about the dreams he had before becoming who he is today, dreams that went beyond being the simple Oyabun of the Yakuza, but those that were based on helping others in multiple ways, creating job opportunities, and making the town where he grew up a comfortable and safe place for the residents.
• It sounded so good, so beautiful that it was strange to take in. So much so that a part of my brain couldn't fully process that genuinely impactful detail. It was as if it didn't quite compute with the image I had of my father, Hiroshi Yagami, in my head: an unscrupulous boss, a respected mobster, a smart man capable of making the best moves, and a cunning one who could win over everyone while ordering impressive heists that brought him the best profits of all.