
Two days before the trial of Tokyo El Claunius begins. Clone Nostra, on the verge of falling, has agreed to tie a common thread with the Red Rascals, a common thread formed in a meeting this morning in an abandoned warehouse.
Clovis, the man looks quite forced to make a bond of alliance with Felix's party. His determination not to join the Red Rascals is very visible from the look of his face that looks very unwilling to intertwine the red thread. But at his current point and position. He and his comrades had no advantage if fighting back, and would only carve their names on the tombstone very quickly.
"As per the agreement, I will assist you for the trial the day after tomorrow. If it's about taking care of those officers, don't worry, we won't let them go. I'll make sure everything goes according to plan.
Felix spoke with a low-sounding, heavy intonation, but with a very sharp and serious look to Clovis.
"As long as the pay is set," Felix continued.
"Okay, we arranged it for you. Whether your actions work well or not" Clovis said, sharply.
"When can I see the pay for us?" sahut Felix's.
"Not now" said Clovis, straightforward and sharp. In fact he replied there had not been a split second after Felix finished asking.
The way they talk both look quite hot, even the situation had felt as if they were fighting with each other. If one speaks a little, perhaps bloodshed is inevitable, and the abandoned storehouse will bear witness to and be the scene of the massacre.
But Felix is not like his colleagues who look quite emotional with the answers and attitudes shown by Clovis. He seemed very calm, and did not care much about his attitude.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow! We'll make preparations for the day after tomorrow, and we'll have to make sure you have your presence." Felix spoke, smiling cynically, before then pulling his side away from the location.
In about a minute, the group that was identical to his red jacket was gone from that location or place. Now it's just Clovis and his colleagues.
"We go, and meet in the usual place!" clovis said, and then in unison they left the abandoned warehouse.
Clone Nostra also left, immediately leaving the location and intend to re-assemble at their own place. Unclustered, they moved separately and scattered, through the busy city streets separately.
Clovis himself does not want the existence of his group striking in the public eye, especially if the movement simultaneously and in groups. Especially considering the position of Clone Nostra which is currently very bad. Of course, he and his colleagues very much avoid some things that are not desirable, and try not to provoke the attention of the apparatus.
Clovis uses a place or nightclub managed by his own side to gather with his colleagues. There is no place other than the nightclub that can be used to shelter and gather.
"They're after our assets and possessions, nothing more. There is no such thing as 'help or intention to help'!" said one of his colleagues to Clovis himself.
"Clovis, you are the last son of the Claunius family, the Clone Nostra family. All decisions are in your hands, and we hope you really make the right decision" a woman in a white jacket with a sharp and serious look told Clovis.
Clovis looked dizzy himself, he sat on a long purple sofa and then bowed there. He looks desperate, especially with the position of Clone Nostra who may be on the edge of the horn.
"No Tokyo Boss, no Doma, no Karina, no Farres. We're just counting on you, Clovis. We are ready to follow any direction from you!" said the woman, sitting right next to Clovis.
Clovis shook his head and said, "i can't be like Tokyo, nor can I be like the three of them. I don't have the ability to lead."
"I guess you can! You're different, unlike Tokyo who is hard on people, and unlike his three right hands who don't think about us" the woman said, speaking up and arguing on behalf of his colleagues.
Clovis sighed heavily, lifted his head back and then said, "for a while, because of course we cannot appear in a position being targeted by many parties."
"I must say that your loyalty will be tested here, at this point. And even though I'm different from Tokyo, I still wouldn't hesitate if someone defected between you" Clovis continued, staring intently at the desperate faces of his comrades standing right before him.
"Then what about tomorrow?" the woman asked, turned her head and looked at the serious Clovis next to her.
Clovis's gaze was really sharp, visible from his blackish-brown iris and neutrals, the sharper he was when he recalled the betrayal done by the Red Rascals in the chaos of the city. Of course he didn't want it to happen a second time.
"For a while, we follow the flow, while reading some of their plans for the day after tomorrow. Before then, we will take action for whatever happens later" he said, sharp and straightforward.
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Seriate.