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"You'll catch a cold if you don't warm up properly." Hyousuke said, very aware that he was being studied. He sunk a little deeper into the warm warm, his usual, stern frown, melting away. He sighed. "Izzac. Good. I'm sure you've noticed this place is rather rich. I was able to attain this with hard work. And just so you don't have any unpleasant surprises, I'll tell you know. We, are Yakuza. And now, so are you. It's not too late for you to leave if you wish so, for a yakuza life isn't a glamorous one. We fight, we kill, but we are a family. Each person here cares for everyone else in the collectivity, and they care for them till death snatches them away. You'll be fed, and dressed, trained and educated, any job you wish to take outside of Yakuza duties is recommended. Everyone pitches in for their rent, and any other money you make honestly, is yours to keep."
He stopped talking, suddenly very tired. "You can join me, or have your own separate bath. Ask Etheriel, send him here if you see him."
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