Thirty people had gathered in a small conference room and were sitting around a long table having a heated discussion. They had been discussing what tactics, units, and equipment needed to be used for their planned surprise.
“So what does everyone think? Are we ready?” asked the man at the head of the rectangle table who was leading the discussions.
“No, we need more time to make better plans, rushing this is a bad idea. Do your informants have any credibility? Can anyone corroborate the information that you were given?” asked a man with glasses who sat at the opposite end of the table from the leader.
“My team is ready! We need to act now! If we don’t, we might miss this opportunity,” a third person shouted trying to be heard over the others.
“I agree. We need to move fast. Just the other day, we had multiple people show up at the hospital due to run-ins with some of the host clubs on our list,” a fourth person said calmly.
“Right! If we don’t take care of them soon, we will have more problems later on and we might end up having a dead body show up when we could have stopped it. If that happens everyone will start pointing fingers at us and demand we explain why we didn’t act sooner,” said a fifth person.
“We don’t have all the time in the world, the cost to keep everyone working on overtime is expensive,” a sixth person spoke up just loud enough for the others to hear.
Everyone in the room gave their opinions and commented on the subject.
“It seems that everyone agrees for the most part that we need to act soon while we have the advantage. I will send you all the time for the mission later this afternoon, make sure you’re all ready to go when it’s time,” said the leader putting an end to the meeting that had dragged on for far too long.
***
Nighttime, just before most of the night businesses opened their doors to customers.
An unmarked van sat inconspicuously across the street from a major host club.
Although it looked to be a normal van it was actually an armored vehicle. Inside was a large group of men who were quietly sitting in the van.
Those who were inside were wearing a bulletproof vest and protective helmets. They were waiting for orders from HQ to begin the mission.
“Everyone, get ready we will begin as soon as the orders come,” said the squad leader into his helmet microphone.
They only had to wait another few minutes before the squad commander received the orders to start the mission.
The Squad leader stood up and opened the side door that was not facing the host club.
“Everyone, form up outside and check your gear, let’s keep hidden as long as we can,” ordered the squad leader.
They all quickly flowed out of the van and lined up behind each other, checking their gear and loading their weapons. Starting from the rear, the last in line taped the one in front to signal they were ready all the way up the line until it reached the Squad commander.
“Everyone, the mission is a go. Move out and handcuff all the employees. Make sure no one escapes. Then we will start to tear the place up and find what they are hiding. GO GO GO,” ordered the squad commander.
The group quietly slipped out from behind the van and stormed into the host club Mushroom.
They made sure to split up into multiple groups to block all the exits. With their quick and quiet movements, they were able to handcuff the stunned guards and employees without any problems.
After rounding up everyone that could be found, they started searching the building and tearing it apart.
Through their searches, they were able to confirm the club was a large drug front for a local Yakuza group selling all kinds of drugs to the people who came to the club. They also found several vehicles that were used for moving the drugs.
That night there were many raids on unsuspecting host clubs all over Shinjuku happening at the same time.
At the host club Sausage, the raid group had discovered the club was a front for a Yakuza group that dealt in illegal human trafficking.
The raid groups were able to successfully rescue many young girls that had been drugged and tied to beds in shabby small rooms.
After checking the police databases they found that all the girls had been reported missing, some had even been missing for nearly a year.
The host club Royal Cheese was raided and they were able to confirm that they had been hosting illegal gambling events where many people had lost all their money.
They borrowed money from the club and came to find out later that they had to start paying off their debts to a Yakuza group which had loaned them large amounts of money.
The Yakuza added an extraordinarily large interest onto the sum owed causing even more trouble for the debtor.
At the host club One-eyed Monster, there was a gunfight between the raiding force and multiple shooters firing from the windows and the doors of the building.
While the gunfight was going on, someone had tried to jump out of a window and crawl away but they were captured before they could get far.
The gunfight only ended when the shooters in the building were killed. There had been two raiding personnel that had been wounded, one in the left arm and the other had a bullet grazed his neck which was bleeding like crazy until the medic patched him up.
Inside the building they found large amounts of guns hidden all over the premises, it was most likely a black market gun shop run by the Yakuza.
***
With #3 Norihide unable to work as a host anymore, Yuuto had been moved up to the rank of #6.
He was in the locker room and had just finished getting ready for the night’s shift when he heard loud shouts coming from the hallway.
Deciding to check out what was causing the commotion, he exited the locker room and was almost run over by someone running down the hall.
“Sorry for getting…” said Yuuto before getting interrupted by the person.
“Quiet. No talking,” ordered the swat like police officer whose face was covered by a dark helmet.
Yuuto’s shoulders were grabbed by the man. He was forcefully turned around, shoved up against the wall, and then had both of his hands placed in zip-tie handcuffs.
He was then pulled away from the wall and pushed forward and led down the stairs and hallways only stopping when they got to the gym.
The person who had led him to the gym did not say anything other than shouting for him to be quiet when he had started to ask a question.
Yuuto looked around the gym and saw that there were hosts and other workers all sitting on the floor with their hands zip-tied behind their backs.
Everyone was being watched by two armed police officers.
“Go sit with them,” said the officer as he shoved Yuuto towards the group.
He searched for any familiar faces in the crowd of people and found Pretty boy was already sitting down near Motoki and Rinji.
He walked over to them and sat down while looking around and watched as other people were escorted into the room. Some of the people were half-dressed, missing shirts, or pants, and shoes.
“What’s going on?” asked Yuuto in a whisper.
“No clue, but this might have to do with a rumor that was going around that the police were going to be raiding the clubs due to them searching every club a while ago,” Rinji spoke up.
“This is bad, how are we supposed to make any money like this,” complained Motoki.
“All we can do is wait for them to finish their searching. If they find anything they don’t like then someone will be in hot water,” said Pretty boy.
“I doubt they will find anything wrong here. Hopefully, they finish up their search and let us get back to work,” said Yuuto.
They were forced to wait in the gym for over two hours until the old man walked into the gym with a police officer next to him.
“The police’s search is over. Nothing was out of the ordinary so there is nothing to worry about. You all have the rest of the night off we won’t be able to open tonight due to the police interference with our business,” the old man said to the group of hosts and other workers.
Multiple police officers went from person to person cutting off the zip ties that had been used on the hosts.
The hosts and other employees slowly made their way to the doors and walked up the stairs, exiting the gym.
Yuuto was stopped by a police officer and called over to the side so that the old man could talk to him.
“Go to my office and wait for me there,” ordered the old man.
Yuuto was puzzled, he wondered what he could have done to warrant being called to the old man’s office. He slowly made his way down the hallways to the old man’s office and sat in a chair next to the door.
The secretary that was only a few feet away from him ignored him and kept working on her paperwork.
Ten minutes passed until the old man walked to his office followed by the two familiar inspectors.
“Yuuto follow me,” ordered the old man.
Yuuto entered the office after the two inspectors and stood in front of the desk.
“You may sit,” said the old man.
“I’m okay with standing sir,” Yuuto replied.
“Fine. I called you here because I was told by these inspectors that you probably had information on what happened to Norihide. It seems they saw you exiting the hospital room the night it happened. So do you have anything to add?” the old man asked.
“No sir, just that I had heard that he was injured and went to check up on him,” Yuuto answered.
“Is that so. If that’s the case, you’re dismissed,” said the old man.
Yuuto bowed to the old man and the female and male inspector before exiting the room.
He walked down the hallway calmly until he rounded a corner and then started to run to his room.
Motoki, Rinji, and Pretty boy were all sitting at the table in his room waiting for Yuuto to come back.
“So what did you get called out for?” asked Pretty boy.
“The inspectors saw me exiting Norihide’s room at the hospital and had the old man ask if I had any info on the subject. I told him I just heard that he had been injured and went to visit him,” said Yuuto.
“We better get our stories straight and keep it at that or we might get in trouble with the yakuza supporting that club,” said Rinji.
“What a pain, he’s still causing us problems,” said Motoki.
They spent the night talking and watching late-night TV shows.
A few hours after they had been raided the late-night news showed footage of other raids on host clubs showing the drugs, guns, gambling, and human trafficking that had been found at the clubs.
The reporter also commented on the shootout at one of the clubs detailing what had happened and how many people were killed and wounded.
Then they showed a picture of Niko’s ex-boyfriend who was already in prison for his earlier actions. The boss of the club he worked at claimed that Niko’s ex was the ringleader of all the bad things going on at their club.
But anyone who knew him could tell that the club was stringing him out to be the scapegoat.
With the new info, he now had more charges added to his prison sentence.
