Chapter Eighty-Two: Preparation
PRESENT, 2020 (Tokyo) "You've got to see it. Hurry up." Osamu Sato sat up straight in his seat behind his desk, clutching the phone in his hand, and became alarmingly aware as soon as he heard that voice of his informant and quickly reached across his table to open an email in his computer. It had been quite a long while since Osamu had made use of his young intel who had suddenly appeared again right when he had needed him the most. He already learned who the kid was... He was the son of that Ebisu... The illegitimate son. And for some reason, even when Osamu already figured the affiliation of the kid to a possible enemy, he no longer bothered about it. The weight of his advantage to Osamu was greater than the fact that he could betray them. After all, what was important now was to fi
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