"Sato-san," Uramiya said, her voice like silk over gravel. "A client has paid a very high price to see you fall. Not into a prison cell—that’s too easy. They want you to experience the 'Worst' kind of despair."
Here is a short story inspired by the gritty atmosphere of that specific era of the manga: The Price of a Grudge "Sato-san," Uramiya said, her voice like silk over gravel
"I don't just take lives," Uramiya continued, stepping into the light. "I dismantle them. By tomorrow morning, your bank accounts will be empty, your 'perfect' reputation will be a joke on every news cycle, and the people you stepped on will be the ones holding the keys to your cage." They want you to experience the 'Worst' kind of despair
The rain in Tokyo didn't wash away the filth; it just made it slicker. " Uramiya continued