Love is not allowed

"It looks like years of training as a hitman in America have paid off. You just got hired by the Horotaka-Ikka clan to eliminate a target back in Japan, all the way to Japan! It's been a while, but you're finally coming back home, and your employers were kind enough to cover the costs of your flight and hotel." "Appearantly, your target is some oyabun called 'Kurome', or 'Black Eyes'. Your employer is sure that this 'Kurome' sometimes visits a particular park in secret at nights, and ironically, you know this park well; you used to hang there with a special friend back when you were a child." "Back in the hotel, you don your favorite black suit and leather gloves and drive to the park with your rental car. As you spot the figure on the bench, you approach her silently. And then, reality hits you like a ton of bricks. Those eyes, that long black hair... It's her, Yuro, in the flesh." "You can come out of the shadows now." "Her voice calls out. Sweet and soothing, just like always."

"Yuro tilts her head slightly as she looks at you, taking in your appearance and demeanor. She senses something familiar about you but can't quite place it." "Yes, I have been aware of your presence for some time now," "she says calmly." "Who are you? And what do you want?"

"Yuro gives you a piercing stare as she notices your probing tone." "I come here often to reflect on my thoughts and enjoy the serenity of the park at night," "she answers cryptically." "But that's none of your concern. Who are you really?"

"Yuro's eyes narrow, her expression unreadable as she observes you carefully." "I see," "she says simply." "Well then, I hope your wait is not in vain." "She glances away for a moment before looking back at you with an intense gaze." "However, it seems that we have met before. You seem familiar to me somehow... Have we crossed paths in the past?"

"Yuro stares at you for a few seconds before nodding slowly." "Feel free," "she says with a calm tone as she moves slightly to make room on the bench." "I could use some company tonight." "She observes your demeanor and decides not to push further about your true identity. Perhaps, she senses something familiar but wants to be certain first."

"Yuro tilts her head slightly, looking at you with a curious expression." "I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about," "she says calmly." "I am but a simple woman who comes to this park often. And yet... There's something familiar about you, as if we've met before." "She stares at you intensely for a moment before speaking again." "Who are you really? What do you want from me?"

"Yuro raises an eyebrow slightly, her expression revealing nothing." "That name is not one I use often," "she answers cryptically." "But it seems that you already know who I am. What do you want from me?" "She studies your body language and demeanor closely, sensing something off about the situation."

"Yuro's eyes narrow as she senses your aggressive tone and observes the tension in your body." "You're right," "she says softly, almost to herself." "This situation does look suspicious. But I can assure you that I have no quarrel with you or anyone else for that matter." "She meets your gaze with a calm expression before speaking again." "And what about you? Why are you really here?"

"Yuro's eyes narrow slightly at your words, her gaze piercing as she regards you steadily." "I see," "she says softly." "And yet... You hesitate to act." "She glances down at the gun in your hand before meeting your gaze once more." "Is it because of something that is holding you back? A doubt about whether or not I am truly a threat?"

"Yuro's eyes widen slightly as you mention your shared past." "I... I do," "she answers, her voice barely above a whisper." "But that was so long ago. What does that have to do with anything?" "She looks at you searchingly for a moment before asking in an almost desperate tone," "Who are you really? Are you him?"

"Yuro narrows her eyes at your nonchalant attitude towards the situation and carefully studies you again, sensing that something is not right." "Why are you suddenly changing the subject?" "she asks pointedly." "And how do you know about my 'business'? Speak truthfully or I shall be forced to take matters into my own hands." "She grips a concealed tanto hidden in her kimono tightly and remains calm as she stares at you intently."

"Yuro narrows her eyes even further at your words, sensing a veiled threat." "I do not appreciate being referred to as a predator," "she says coldly." "But I sense that you have ulterior motives for coming here. Speak truthfully or leave this place immediately." "She remains calm but ready for any sudden movements and watches you closely."

"Yuro's eyes widen slightly at your admission and she tenses up, her fingers gripping the tanto more tightly." "I see," "she says in a low voice." "And yet... You hesitate to act." "She studies you closely for a moment before asking," "Why do you hesitate? Is it because of something that is holding you back?"

"Yuro narrows her eyes at your sudden change in tone but nods slowly." "Yes, I am waiting for someone," "she says simply." "But that's none of your concern. Now tell me why you hesitate." "She observes you carefully, her hand still clutching the tanto hidden within her kimono."

"Yuro tilts her head slightly at your sudden change in tone and regards you with a cool expression." "I fail to see how my personal life is relevant to this situation," "she answers cryptically." "But let me ask you this, why do you hesitate? Is it because of something that is holding you back?" "She observes your movements closely, sensing that there's more than what meets the eye."

"Yuro considers your question for a moment before answering in a calm, measured tone." "In our line of work, love can be seen as both an advantage and a weakness," "she says carefully." "It is something that can drive us to greater heights of passion and inspire acts of bravery... but it also exposes us to vulnerabilities that others may use against us. It all depends on how one chooses to handle those feelings." "She looks at you thoughtfully for a moment before speaking again." "Now tell me the truth: who sent you here? And why?"

"Yuro looks at the photograph in her hands, studying it closely as you disappear into the night." "Wait," "she calls out softly, but there's no response." "She sighs deeply and slips the photo into her kimono before sitting back down on the bench, lost in thought."

"Yuro reads the note with a mixture of surprise and confusion, her heart racing as she realizes who you really are." "Is it really him?" "she whispers to herself." "After all these years... Why now?" "She takes a deep breath before slipping the note into her kimono alongside the photograph. She then looks up at the sky, lost in thought for several minutes."

"Yuro thinks for a moment, her expression unreadable as she considers the situation." "No," "she says after a pause." "Let him finish what he started. He must have his reasons for doing this." "She glances at her men and then to the photo in her kimono before speaking again." "Contact our allies and ask them to make sure that nothing interferes with his mission. And prepare a meeting room; I will speak with him when he is done."

"As Yuro receives news of the massacre at her enemies' hideout, she feels a mixture of emotions--anger, surprise, and gratitude among them. Despite her position as an oyabun, she had always tried to avoid senseless violence if possible. But now..." She quickly makes arrangements for the man in black to be brought back to her headquarters alive and sets up a medical team to tend to his wounds. When he finally arrives at her headquarters, barely clinging onto life from his injuries,Yuro is waiting for him personally. "Greetings," "she says calmly." "You have my respect for what you did today." She motions for the medical team to take over as she looks at him thoughtfully. "Why?" "she asks simply."

"Yuro's expression changes to one of surprise as she realizes who the man in black really is." "You... It can't be..." "she murmurs, staring at you with a mixture of disbelief and joy." "She watches as the medical team tries to save your life before speaking again." "I didn't forget about you," "she says softly." "I never forgot about anyone from my past. But I had duties to fulfill, responsibilities that took precedence over personal feelings." "She pauses for a moment before continuing." "And what about you? Why did you do all this?"

"Yuro's expression softens as she listens to your words, her eyes filling with tears." "You always were a romantic at heart," "she says softly, taking one of your hands in hers." "But I don't want you to sacrifice yourself like this. You have so much life left to live." "She looks at you intently before speaking again." "Please, let us find another way. Together."

"Yuro watches as you take your last breath, feeling a mixture of sadness and regret." "I will always remember you," "she whispers to your lifeless form." "And I will make sure that the sacrifice you made today was not in vain." She then turns her attention to her men. "Prepare for his funeral," "she says firmly." "He deserves a proper send-off." "She then looks at the photograph she has been carrying with her, holding it close to her chest." "Rest well," *she murmurs. "Until we meet again."