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The chaos in Japan gradually began to settle after some time.

With over seventy percent approval, there was no one who could stop Koizumi.

He exercised his authority to dissolve the House of Representatives, using it as a card for political restructuring and cabinet reformation.

By wielding the power of dissolution, Koizumi dismissed all opposing bureaucrats and ultimately seized complete control over the Liberal Democratic Party, which had long been shrouded in Daedonghoe’s shadow.

The ensuing general election ended in a sweeping victory for Koizumi.

“Seriously... that country’s incredible.”

I shook my head as I looked at the Japanese election results printed in the morning paper.

Both the Daedonghoe scandal and the recent coup attempt by the Self-Defense Forces had direct ties to the LDP.

No matter how much Koizumi preached reform, the party should have shared responsibility.

But the Japanese people chose differently. Despite the scandals, the LDP secured over two-thirds of the seats.

With enough seats to amend the constitution if he wished, Koizumi was reappointed as Prime Minister.

I folded the paper, pondering how this election might affect my plans.

‘A whole new board’s been set. The plan will need to change too. I wonder what Koizumi’s next move will be...’

For now, he had no reason to oppose me—but I couldn’t afford to trust a Japanese man entirely.

As I was organizing my thoughts, my phone rang on the table.

An incoming call, starting with 81—Japan.

“This is Kim Muhyuk.”

— President Kim, this is Koizumi.

Even his voice was different from before—no trace of humility, full of self-importance.

“Yes, Prime Minister. I saw the election results.”

— Haha, it’s all thanks to your help, President Kim.

“I didn’t do much. It was all because of your excellent leadership, sir.”

The conversation began with flattery, but I knew it would end in bitterness. I deliberately exaggerated my tone.

“I was quite shocked watching the Prime Minister’s residence being attacked by the Self-Defense Forces. How could something like that happen in Japan, a country that prides itself on being advanced? I hope you’ll take this opportunity to completely dismantle Daedonghoe.”

I heard a faint grinding of teeth through the receiver.

— Once Daedonghoe was exposed to the public, their power was as good as gone. A shadow only holds value as long as it remains hidden. Still, Araki troubles me. His whereabouts remain completely unknown... Didn’t I tell you I wanted that man dead for sure?

Even I hadn’t expected that outcome.

We had confirmed that Araki and the core members of Daedonghoe were all present before launching the operation.

Everyone else had been confirmed dead—except Araki, whose body was never found.

“I definitely confirmed his attendance. There must have been some mistake.”

— I’m not blaming you, President Kim. It’s just frustrating. I need him captured, but his trail’s gone cold...

I let out a faint laugh. How cunning—he brought up my mistake first, pretending he wasn’t blaming me.

This was exactly why I despised politicians.

“I’m also searching for him, so—”

Before I could finish, Koizumi cut me off.

— I’ll handle it. You should pull out of Japan.

“...What did you just say?”

— Didn’t you say you weren’t interested in Japan? Now that Daedonghoe has fallen, the Self-Defense Forces have no reason to attack Korea anymore, do they?

This bastard was showing his true colors already. My insides boiled, but I kept my voice calm.

“Well, I don’t have much left to do in Japan anyway. So, I should take that as meaning you no longer need my help?”

— I’ve already received plenty of help. Asking for more would be shameless. And I do have a sense of shame, you know.

Unbelievable. If not for me, he’d still be a puppet dragged around by Daedonghoe for the rest of his life.

And now he was acting all high and mighty, blind to the bigger picture.

“Haha, I see. So no matter what happens, you won’t be ‘asking’ for my help again. That makes twice now. There won’t be a third time.”

— ...What do you mean by that?

“Exactly what it sounds like. Whatever happens from now on, I won’t be lifting a finger for Japan. I simply can’t trust you anymore.”

— Now listen, President Kim. I didn’t mean to drive ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ you away. You said you weren’t interested in Japan, that’s all I—

“Of course. I’m not interested in Japan. But what about the people who were mobilized for this last operation? Do you think they feel the same way? Who knows what they might do now? Good luck containing them.”

— W–Wait. What did you just say?

What would happen if public order—which had only just stabilized—descended into chaos again? Would Koizumi’s approval rating remain so high then?

— Are you threatening me right now?

“How could I possibly threaten the Prime Minister of Japan? Don’t misunderstand me. I’m only saying, if those men feel betrayed and discarded, they might not sit quietly.”

— ...You sent them, didn’t you? Then it’s your responsibility to control them, isn’t it?

“Haha, but you just told me to pull out, didn’t you?”

Contradictory fool. He was so flustered he probably didn’t even realize what he was saying.

“You tell me to back off, then demand I clean up? Why should I? Even you must realize how absurd that sounds.”

— President Kim...

If he wanted to bare his teeth, he’d have to pay the price. Did he really think he could look down on me?

“From here on out, everything that happens will be for you to handle, Prime Minister. I’m sure there’ll be another war soon—over who gets to control Japan’s now-empty nightlife districts.”

— If that happens, you won’t be safe either! So make sure it doesn’t happen!

His panicked voice grew louder. The fact that he dared raise his tone only made me laugh.

“Me? Unsafe? Are you implying I have ties to criminal organizations? You’d need actual proof for that. And even if suspicion arises, it won’t be me who suffers most—it’ll be you.”

— ...What are you talking about?

“Because I’ll make it that way. Evidence will start surfacing, all pointing toward you as the one behind everything. Let’s see how much you can handle, Prime Minister. Congratulations—soon you’ll be the star of a new scandal to go with your premiership.”

Silence fell on the other end. I savored it, my tone turning razor-sharp.

“If you come at me, you’d better be ready, Prime Minister. I never back down from a fight. And I think you already know who’d lose more. So go ahead—try me.”

— ...

“You were the one who provoked this first. When you needed me, you acted like you’d give me your heart and liver, and now you call me to say this? Show some manners, Prime Minister.”

This was exactly why you should never do business with the Japanese. I should’ve buried him with Daedonghoe.

Maybe I should’ve installed an idiot like Abe earlier—at least that would’ve shaken Japan properly.

— That’s not what I meant at all. Don’t misunderstand. I only meant everything’s been resolved, so you no longer need to worry.

“...You’re saying I misunderstood?”

There was a pause.

— My apologies.

He seized the moment to apologize, leaving me no room to get angrier. Clever bastard.

“No problem. I overreacted too.”

— ...Then, could you... prevent it?

“What, exactly?”

I feigned ignorance, letting him stew.

— The Russian mafia and the Chinese triads. If they start moving again, it’ll be disastrous for us.

His tone had turned polite—completely unlike before.

“I can’t exactly control them myself.”

— President Kim...

“But we can’t just sit back and let foreign crime syndicates seize control of Japan’s underworld, can we? Still, there’s no organization ready to replace the yakuza that collapsed.”

— Do you have a solution?

The problem I’d been mulling over solved itself in an instant.

If Koizumi was the one asking, I no longer had to.

“You should appoint someone capable of uniting the remnants of the yakuza. Use that person as your intermediary to negotiate with the foreign organizations. It’d be better to resolve this peacefully, without bloodshed, wouldn’t it?”

— You’re telling me to bow to criminals?

“Bow? Why do you think Daedonghoe supported the yakuza in the first place?”

Koizumi hesitated.

“It’s simple. In every country, in every era, the underworld always exists. If it can’t be eradicated, the best solution is to keep it under your control.”

— But they’re still criminals. I can’t behave like Daedonghoe did, can I?

Still trying to act clean, huh. I made sure he could hear my derisive snort.

“Prime Minister, you have to choose—war or peace. Everything depends on that choice. That’s what governing is about. Daedonghoe has fallen, and with it, the centuries-old Japanese underworld. But did the darkness vanish? No. New groups will emerge, and blood will spill as they fight for dominance. Wouldn’t it be wiser to manage one big organization instead?”

— ...

“The Russian mafia and Chinese triads have already lost heavily in Japan. They won’t back off easily. From what I know, Yamamoto has friendly ties with the Chinese Black Dragon Society. Use him properly, and... you can bring the underworld under your rule.”

A sigh came through the line. He must have been struggling to process it all. But really, there was only one option left.

— Do you know where Yamamoto is?

“Yes. He’s in Korea. If you wish, I’ll capture him and hand him over. Once he’s in Korea, there’s no escaping my eyes.”

— ...Fine. I’ll lift his wanted status. Tell him to return to Japan as soon as possible and stabilize things. He’ll have my full support.

At last, the answer I wanted. I smiled faintly.

“Understood. I’ll proceed through Chunha Group.”

— But I can’t authorize killing or use of firearms.

“That depends on you, Prime Minister. All they want is a stable market. Violence is just a tool to reach it.”

— ...Once Yamamoto returns to Japan, I’ll meet with him personally. Then we’ll decide the next step.

“Very good. I’ll send him back to Japan as soon as possible.”

After hearing his acknowledgment, I spoke again.

“Congratulations once more. You’ve finally got Japan in your grasp. I’ll make sure you can rule for ten years—maybe longer.”

— ...Much appreciated. I’ll hang up now. I have another engagement.

The call ended.

I set down the warm phone and smiled faintly.

Koizumi had just slipped his own leash around his neck. Once this became public, his political career would be over.

I pressed the call bell beside me.

“Yes, Boss.”

“Manager, contact Chairman Yoo Seongjin. Tell him to come to Pyeongchang-dong tomorrow morning. Alone. Not with Yamamoto.”

“Understood, I’ll inform him.”

After finishing the instructions, I glanced at the clock.

The hands had tilted far past mid-afternoon, and I suddenly remembered my dinner appointment.

“What time was that dinner again?”

“Six o’clock, sir. You should leave now.” freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Already that late, huh.

I put on the suit jacket that Manager Ma handed me and stood up.

A high-end Korean restaurant in Seocho District.

After checking the reservation, the staff guided me to a private room.

I waited a while before the door opened and a man entered.

“Haha, President Kim. Long time no see.”

Hearing that hearty laugh, I rose from my seat.

“Chairman Park, welcome. It’s been a while.”

“I thought I came early, but you beat me here.”

“Not at all. I just arrived myself. Let’s eat first.”

Park Younggeun nodded, and we sat facing each other.

It had been a while since I’d seen him, and his face looked brighter than before.

“Congratulations on your appointment as Chairman of the Fair Trade Commission.”

“President Kim, I swear you’ll never let me rest. I’m an old man who just wanted to retire peacefully, yet you had to pull me back into work again, didn’t you?”

“You’re still full of energy, sir.”

I laughed at his lighthearted grumble.

There was no way I’d let such a capable man fade into retirement.

Sure enough, even as he ate, Park Younggeun couldn’t hide the anticipation in his eyes—already thinking about the tasks ahead.