He is a Threat

In a Secret Location

"Mr President I'm telling if we keep this guy, he is going to become a headache in the future" a man appearing to be 60 advices.

"I understand your fear prime minister but this young man is the one that brought the city to what it is now. The now power city was nothing but laughing stock until he came into the picture"

"Mr President you may not know but the streets are already seeing him like some sort of 'god' figure. Very soon he is going to have a say in the affairs of this country and no one can do anything about it. You maybe the president but slowly he is going to take away all your power"

"So what are you suggesting we do?"

"Just leave that to me to think about. You focus on the affairs of this country?"

The president rolls his eyes staring at him as his blue hair cast a faint glow on his face. He let's out a sigh and turns to see the faces of all four people in the room and asks earnestly "You do realize that what you are asking for is going to stagnate the growth of this country right?"

"Don't worry sir, we would handle it, after all it's us or did you forget how you became president?" the prime minister said in a somewhat threatening but cautioning tone as if to tell him not to pursue the matter any more.

"..." The president looks on speechlessly without a blink

"I take that as a go ahead. Expect good news soon"

YESANA NATIONAL LABS

Mr. Rochester's Office

"You didn't have to be that hard on him" Akira says as they enter the office.

"I wasn't even hard on him enough. He just a burden to me. He would have been out of this place if..."

"...if his father wasn't the prime minister?"

"...Yeah"

"I get but cut him some slack. I mean he is not that bad"

"You think I'm wrong for what I did?"

"That's not it. I'm just saying he's still learning so give him some time. He will eventually catch up"

"He's 31 Akira. I mean look at Daniel, he is an intern yet he is doing way better than that guy. It makes me wonder how he even got his honors"

"Erm..." Akira cuts in. "Let's not mention that. Let's get to something else"

"My mood is totally ruined. Let's go get a drink"

"We didn't even sit"

"Let's just go"

"Alright" he agrees and follows him out.

CHEMICAL LAB

[Akira Ashikaga, you have done it this time. You caused me to be humiliated in front of everyone yet again. First you took away my project and now you caused my humiliation. I wont spare you. Ever since you came here about 2 years ago you've caused me to be humiliated time and time again. Let's see how you escape my snare this time] Mr. Johnson continues to curse whiles making his way into the chemical lab with a bandage on his hands. He walks to an empty desk and sits on the table.

Another man in a blue trench coat walks from an end of the room to the desk Johnson is sitting on and without any form of greeting questions him unhappily "What is it this time?"

"Can I not even pay a friend a visit?"

He hangs the coat revealing his athletic build as he replies "We both know you only come to me when you are in some kind of pickle or want to deal with someone. So get straight to the point, who is it this time?" he questions with a grim look.

"Uhh, it's erm...it's Akira"

"Again?!"

"Look I know what..."

"You don't know anything" he abruptly cuts him off. "I told you to leave that guy alone. He is basically the pride of this entire country even the president acknowledges him. Do you really think no one will notice if something happens to him?"

"Sam, that guy is an actual threat. He is a threat to me. If I don't do something about him now, it wont be long before I can't even touch him. You have to help Sam, please."

"Then go ask your father he has the power to do whatever you are asking for"

"I don't want to involve him in this. You know how he is. He's just going to call me an incapable brat and that ends it. This time I want to do it on my own."

Sam sighs and looks at him with scorn. "So what do you want from me?"

"Do you still have the contact of the Nether Gang?"

"No no no no are you crazy? You have no idea what you are talking about. Those guys are dangerous don't mention them like it's some kind of joke. Do you have any idea what is going to happen when you get mixed up with those ruthless f#@$%&^?".

"I know how to handle myself. Now do you have their contact or not?"

"You know how to handle yourself? You couldn't even kill a fly yet..."

Johnson furrows his brows and abruptly cuts in "Do you have their contact or not? I'm not here for your unnecessary spouting" he says coldly.

"You...you have no idea what you are getting yourself into. If you want to reach them, go the Desta pharmacy at 7:00pm and drop this card on the ground once you enter. They will find you" he says handing him a card with a black and gold jester on it.

Still with furrowed brows, he says lifting the card up "If you are so cautious of them, why do still have this?"

"None of your business"

"Whatever. I owe you one"

"You owe me nothing. Don't get killed. You can leave, I have a lot on my plate today"

"Why does it feel like you are driving me away?"

"Because I am. Getting yourself mixed up with things you are not supposed to..."

"Forget it. How's business?"

"What business?"

"I learned no information escapes your grasps. I bet people pay a fortune for them don't they, The Ear?"

"Hey how..."

"Don't worry about that. I will see you later" he says and walks off.

His eyes widen as he stares at him in disbelief. "This guy..." he utters.