In fact, the Yamaguchi-gumi had already started chickening out with its fifth leader. It was not just him—every turf boss and elder seated beneath him had chickened out too... There was no helping it. Those turf bosses and elders had all just been replaced; their predecessors had gone to meet Amaterasu.
But looking at the indignant members below, what could the fifth leader say? "Very well! We'll fight the Kondo Group to the death and never—" Die!
Before he could even finish saying "die," the fifth leader was dead at the election ceremony. The Yamaguchi-gumi had been utterly fired up at the time—cough, cough, fine, only the ordinary members had been fired up. The elders had all been swallowing hard!
That was just too damn dishonorable! They had barely elected someone before he was gone. How the hell were they supposed to play this game? Fortunately, after replacing more than a dozen leaders, the members had come to terms with it. If this kept up, they might have to cycle through a hundred leaders. More importantly—no one dared take the position anymore.
Back then, people had fought until their heads bled to become the leader. Now, they were still fighting until their heads bled over the leader's position, except before, they fought to become leader, while now, they fought to avoid becoming one—what the hell was this?
It was not as though they had never considered giving them a taste of their own medicine... But when they hired assassins to kill the Kondo Group's leader, the assassins disappeared!
The Kondo Group was backed by the Doma Family. Some people hired desperadoes to launch surprise attacks and assassinations—the desperadoes disappeared too, along with their families.
Most desperadoes became desperadoes because they wanted to earn their families a better future. But if