"Senior Yamaoka, please come in!"

……

When Katsumasa, who was carefully flipping through the gossip magazines on the sofa, heard someone greet him, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the other party. Then he nodded expressionlessly.

Katsumasa Yamaoka first drank the cup of hot tea made from a tea bag that he had been holding at his hand all along, then he scrambled the magazine under his arm and walked towards the president's office.

"That...... I'm sorry, senior! That magazine ......."

"Huh...... I haven't finished reading it yet, so ...... Can you give me this magazine? It's hard to see such a magazine full of gossip in the detention center!"

"Uh...... Since you like it, you can certainly take it away, but ...... Before I meet the president, can I keep it for you for a while?"

"Uh...... I'm sorry! Look...... It's been so long since I've been received, and I've forgotten something so important, so ...... Please don't close the part I just saw, alas...... It's really unthinkable that a current female star can find the prime minister to be her witness!"

……

Hearing Yamaoka Katsumasa's unexplained sentence, the Sumiyoshi Kai cadre who was in charge of inviting Yamaoka immediately felt confused, but it wasn't until he walked into the president's office with Yamaoka Katsumasa that he opened the magazine out of curiosity, only to see that Yamaoka was talking about the scandal incident of Akemi Sonoji Temple that caused a stir a while ago.

When Katsumasa Yamaoka walked into the president's office with a little restraint, he saw the chairman Fukuda Haru sitting behind the office seat, and Yamaoka felt very uncomfortable in his heart. The guy in front of him was just a small character in Sumiyoshikai, but who would have thought that after decades in prison, the other party's status was no longer what it used to be!

"Ah...... Shangang Sang, I'm really happy to see you, your complexion looks pretty good!"

"Uh...... Thanks to you, everything is fine!"

"Oh...... Sit down first! You see, knowing that you were released from prison early, President Nishiguchi immediately asked me to arrange for your return. Rest assured, we will not forget your contributions to Sumiyoshikai over the years...... Do you have any business that you would like to do now? or...... How about a little rest and enjoy life......"

"I'm sorry...... So, can I tell me what I think?"

Without waiting for President Fukuda to finish speaking, Shan Gang raised his hand a little stiffly, and then said to Fukuda with a little hesitation:

"Actually...... At my age, I can't contribute anything to the Sumiyoshi Association, so ...... I can ask you to ...... Will my withdrawal request be approved?"

"Eh, Shangang-san, you're the patriarch of the Sumiyoshi Society, how can you have such thoughts, is it...... Do you have any disrespect to you? Rest assured, the club will never treat a cadre like you who has worked hard and made great contributions......

"I'm sorry, but please forgive me for being so ignorant! I'm just doing this because ...... I just want to fulfill the last wish of my deceased wife......! For the sake of what I've done for Sumiyoshi Kai over the years, let me enjoy the rest of my life like a normal person!"

"Shangang-san, you should know what you're pleading with me right now......! It really makes me feel embarrassed, and ...... Even if I agree to your application, President Nishiguchi's side ...... I'm afraid it's not that easy to talk to!"

After President Fukuda finished speaking, he immediately looked at Katsumasa Yamaoka with a somewhat unkind face. And after Katsumasa Yamaoka got President Fukuda's reply, he could only shake his head helplessly. Then he silently put his hand into the pocket of his jacket and fumbled for it. Soon, a willow-bladed knife used to make sashimi was in his hand.

"You...... What are you doing here?"

……

"I'm really sorry, I might have to trouble the outside people to tidy up this place in a minute, please rest assured, I will definitely try to avoid getting dirty here!"

After saying this calmly, he immediately took off a leather band from his wrist and wrapped it around his little finger, and when he had done all this, he first waited a little, and then took out another handkerchief from his pocket, and then carefully spread it on the coffee table in front of him.

"Shan Gang-san!"

"President Fukuda, I know the rules for withdrawing from the club! Thank you Sumiyoshikai for taking care of me all these years......! Let's just cut it all in. ”

After Shangang finished saying this, he raised his bruised little finger, which had been strangled by a leather band, and then flicked it vigorously with his other hand.

In the case of blood being blocked for a long time, the little finger seems to only feel numbness at this time. After making sure that his little finger was unconscious, he picked up the willow blade knife on the table and slowly pressed the blade against his little finger.

"Click!"

As a sharp pain came, Fukuda subconsciously dodged! At this moment, streams of crimson blood continued to spurt out from the broken point of the hill. And Yamagang Katsumasa, at this time, his forehead was already covered with sweat. Even the muscles on his face were twitching involuntarily, and it was obvious that he was suffering a lot, but ...... Yamaoka Katsumasa never screamed.

"Put ...... Give this to Nishiguchi...... President, he ...... He'll understand my mind!"

When Katsumasa Yamaoka had done all this, he dragged his weak body to his feet slowly, and then solemnly bowed to Chairman Fukuda. Fukuda, on the other hand, wiped the blood splashed on his shirt with some disgust, and then nodded to the hill with an ugly face.

……

When Shangang walked out of the office, the younger brothers who saw Shangang's hands covered with blood immediately rushed into the president's room, and then nervously checked the president's situation. And President Fukuda gradually recovered from the accident just now. He looked at the severed finger that had been cut off on his favorite coffee table, and a trace of anger arose in his heart for no reason.

"Ah...... What a guy who doesn't know how to lift!"

After Fukuda muttered a complaint, he immediately instructed his subordinates:

"You guys, take that thing on the table...... Hurry up and clean it up for me!Also, ask the people at the furniture store to see if they can make me an identical coffee table. ”

"Hey!"

After getting Fukuda's instructions, a subordinate quickly took out a paper towel to step forward, and then picked up the severed finger with the paper towel and threw it into the trash can on the side.