They walked into their office/bullet-proofed counter, hastily closing the door behind them and not even bothering taking a sit.

  “Those fuckin' retards…Fuck!” Saburo yelled once more.

  “I would very much like it if we can talk about the shit that just went down like 3 seconds ago, instead of you yelling… It is not like I won’t love to crack the skull of that cunt - Kenzo... fuckin' mutant” Hoshi hoarsely said, tighten his fist like he was crushing a bug, with all the might he could draw out.

  How much the giant freak of nature wanted to burst the Kenzo's like a balloon.

  Hoshi continued fueling this vengeful trail of thought, which might prompt him to pull something extremely stupid against Kenzo and the Black Birds in the not too distant future, which will definitely spell his death and probably the death of Saburo and their business altogether.

  He gently relaxed his muscles before closing his eye, then inhaling and exhaling very deeply, finally calming down and met Saburo’s calm graze with a little bit of fury in them.

  “What the fuck do we do?” Hoshi asked with a tone mixed with defeat and spite.

  “What can we do?” Saburo replied softly with a rhetorical question, lazily sitting down on a pile of crate in a corner, before he continued to speaking to Hoshi “We can’t take on the Black bird”

  Then he dropped his face, looking at the ground then giving out a short yet sad laugh before he continued voicing out his thoughts with a much lower tone “There's no way to get out of this except fuckin' around with another gang and that's a terrible fuckin' plan”

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  “The gangs in Sumiyoshi don’t understand the word ‘Alliance’ or ‘Partner’, if one gets in bed with them, you either work for them or get used by them.”

  “Can’t we just pit one of them against the Black birds? The Sinners are always looking for an excuse smash in some Black Bird's skull" Hoshi sort of asked, in order hear Saburo’s thought on this idea.

  “With the Enforcer's raid in the upper district and the arising war between the Black Birds and the Sinners, the streets will run with fuckin' blood. We don't need to fuck ourselves in the ass more by trying to make contact with any of other gangs, especially the Sinners.

  Let's just close up shop and deal with the Black Birds after the shit storm blows over” Saburo replied swiftly.

  “We could try to bring the cops and Enforcers down here after the whole thing?” Hoshi replied.

  “Nah, that won't work... those fuckin' cops will tear the whole of Sumiyoshi down without even properly bleeding Black Bird. They might even cut a deal with 'em after laying low for some time ” Hoshi answered his own question, throwing his head back, resting on the dirty wall of their office.

  “Taking care of the Black Birds isn’t the worst thing that can happen, the worst thing is if Black Birds get them to look the other way with some coins and they somehow found out that we were involved… It will be our guts literally scattered around in the streets of Sumiyoshi” Saburo completed the picture Hoshi was painting.

  “So, we don’t have a sure way of getting rid of that cock-sucker – Kenzo?” Saburo asked once again.

  “I can’t think of any way that won’t get us diced up before the Black Birds even hit the ground” Hoshi replied.

  “Fuck!” Saburo couldn’t help but say, seeing that this conclusion might truly be the case.

  The duos couldn’t do anything to truly save themselves from but the law and the lawless - The Black Dragon Enforcers and the Black Bird gang. Any form of aid they could think of was basically trading these breed of hell hounds with another breed of hell.hounds - They get fucked either way.

  Clearly powerless and out of suitable options, all the two small-time black market arms dealers could do is to simply bow down their heads to the hound that currently has them by the throat.