In the evening, at the seaside villa.
Kazuo sat on the sofa in the living room. On the table was a brand-new box, which contained Nine Tails’ head.
Kazuo was unable to remain calm this time. His hands were shaking, not out of fear, but out of anger.
For this particular mission, he had lost his capable men again and again. Even the most capable among them, Nine Tails, was no longer alive. The loss of Nine Tails was unbearable. But what angered him the most was not losing capable men, but being unable to accomplish the mission!
It was all in vain.
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