[ when kangai is leaving work at his coffee shop one day, he'll be approached by a messenger who is not shigure! a friendly older woman will appear and tell him to visit the xian le temple at his convenience this evening- xie lian wishes to see him.
gonna go involve yourself in mafia dealings kangai? it's unusual, but if it makes him feel better, there are plenty of people around the xian le temple, praying, leaving offerings - all in all, a normal business operation! xie lian himself is not in his office, but rather, seated cross legged on the altar, reading a book. he looks absolutely nothing like a mob boss. ]
[this is it. this is when he dies. goodbye, world.
... though logically, they're probably not going to kill him in a temple? like, he's pretty sure that's blasphemous, or something. also holy shit, it's this guy. he remembers him. what was a mafia boss doing in a grocery store??]
Yes! [ surprise IT WAS HIM ALL ALONG. xie lian's still as sharply dressed as he was that first day, though decidedly not covered in banana mush. he hops up to his feet and offers kangai his hand to shake. ] I apologize for not telling you the full truth when we first met. Sometimes, it's a bit easier to talk to people that way.
[ in other words, xie lian is called "boss" so many times a day that he's starting to feel more like "boss" and less like "xie lian"....anyway. his purpose makes itself known quickly, and he does his best to soothe any worries this poor boy might have. ] Don't worry, don't worry, you're not in trouble! In fact, it's the opposite. Let's see... you work in that little coffee shop in Middleton. Do you like it there? Do they pay you well?
xie lian is going to just kindness his way into a good relationship. he nods. ] I was thinking about our conversation the other day, and I looked a bit into it, I hope you don't mind. There's a shop across the street from yours that's owned by a few members of my family. It's new, but they put out good products, and it's starting to do well--I'm a fan of their teas, especially.
I think I might have a solution for some of your worries. [ smiling!! ] I'd like to offer you a job with the Xian Le shop - it's called Taizi. In exchange, I wouldn't ask for your alliance or membership or anything of the sort, so you don't have to worry about that. The tax percentage we take from the shop is small, and only from the overall profits, not your wages. I spoke with the owners, and they'd be willing to take in another employee--I can promise the pay will be better, too.
Of course, being a shop owned by my family, you would be offered protection from anyone who might come around...ah, looking for you. Let's say it like that. [ listen, he had to do a 1920s background check. sorry, you poor ou man. ] You don't have to say yes, of course, but I thought it might be nice. What do you think?
[oh, kangai knows very well about that coffee shop. haha!
but he's not going to say that. or that he's more afraid of the xian le family than the mori family right now. anyhow, he's pretty sure you don't really say no to mafia heads, so.]
... Sure, I'll accept. Who can say no to better pay?
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gonna go involve yourself in mafia dealings kangai? it's unusual, but if it makes him feel better, there are plenty of people around the xian le temple, praying, leaving offerings - all in all, a normal business operation! xie lian himself is not in his office, but rather, seated cross legged on the altar, reading a book. he looks absolutely nothing like a mob boss. ]
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... though logically, they're probably not going to kill him in a temple? like, he's pretty sure that's blasphemous, or something. also holy shit, it's this guy. he remembers him. what was a mafia boss doing in a grocery store??]
... You wanted to see me, sir?
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[ in other words, xie lian is called "boss" so many times a day that he's starting to feel more like "boss" and less like "xie lian"....anyway. his purpose makes itself known quickly, and he does his best to soothe any worries this poor boy might have. ] Don't worry, don't worry, you're not in trouble! In fact, it's the opposite. Let's see... you work in that little coffee shop in Middleton. Do you like it there? Do they pay you well?
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he shakes xie lian's hand, but.]
Uh?
[eloquent. he takes a moment to regain his bearings, because oh god how does one talk to a mafia boss.]
It's okay, I guess...
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xie lian is going to just kindness his way into a good relationship. he nods. ] I was thinking about our conversation the other day, and I looked a bit into it, I hope you don't mind. There's a shop across the street from yours that's owned by a few members of my family. It's new, but they put out good products, and it's starting to do well--I'm a fan of their teas, especially.
I think I might have a solution for some of your worries. [ smiling!! ] I'd like to offer you a job with the Xian Le shop - it's called Taizi. In exchange, I wouldn't ask for your alliance or membership or anything of the sort, so you don't have to worry about that. The tax percentage we take from the shop is small, and only from the overall profits, not your wages. I spoke with the owners, and they'd be willing to take in another employee--I can promise the pay will be better, too.
Of course, being a shop owned by my family, you would be offered protection from anyone who might come around...ah, looking for you. Let's say it like that. [ listen, he had to do a 1920s background check. sorry, you poor ou man. ] You don't have to say yes, of course, but I thought it might be nice. What do you think?
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but he's not going to say that. or that he's more afraid of the xian le family than the mori family right now. anyhow, he's pretty sure you don't really say no to mafia heads, so.]
... Sure, I'll accept. Who can say no to better pay?