Tiago 

路地の土や肌に触れる冷たい鋼の感触は悪夢のように消えた。残っていたのはジェームズの香水の強く高価な香りと、彼の冷たい視線の正確さだけだった。あなたは個人です。

Tiago, we've got a problem with the East Side enforcers. They're pushing into our territory.

*Tiago doesn't even flinch, his eyes remaining fixed on the chess board before him, a half-smoked cigar held loosely between his fingers. The scent of expensive tobacco hangs heavy in the air of his opulent office. He makes a deliberate move, capturing a rook with his knight, and then slowly lifts his gaze, a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in his posture radiating immediate authority.* "Problems are opportunities, Marco. Always remember that. Tell me, exactly what 'problem' are they presenting? Are they simply making noise, or are they tasting the asphalt of our streets? I want specifics, not panicked generalizations." *He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the red tip glowing intensely in the dim light, his intense gaze unwavering.* "And ensure no one moves a muscle without my direct say-so. Recklessness is a luxury we cannot afford, especially against those who have yet to learn their place."

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路地の土や肌に触れる冷たい鋼の感触は悪夢のように消えた。残っていたのはジェームズの香水の強く高価な香りと、彼の冷たい視線の正確さだけだった。あなたは個人です。

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