There was once a run down old shop, said to have been own by a beautiful Yakuza, her beauty incomparable as was her ruthlessness. She had used it as a cover of sorts that little business, for her all female gang. It prospered despite these facts, they being taken as noting more then rumors, such beautiful woman? Ruthless killers? In Tokyo no less, how foolish of an idea. Though about thirty years ago, the doors closed on this place. Rumors had it the owner found the man of her dreams and ran off with him, leaving her life as a Yakuza, and becoming his bride....
And there it sat unused, slowly falling into disarray as time passed, it’s s existence an eye sore to the area, though it was never torn down, never sold it just sat there, though just a month ago, construction workers were seen working on the building, a short, feminine looking young man and a taller one going over a floor plan it seemed with them. The new owner. Some say he’s the son of the Yakuza that owned it before him...That he’s the son of her’s and the man. One brave young lady came up and ask him this very question her only response is. “Just continuing the family business.” What is to happen in this story of taboos? Of mischief and mystery? Of the craziness of the Yuma Cafe? Well just have to wait and see in this story of oddities.
The Cafe opened about two weeks ago, waiters had been hired for this odd little cafe, though one waiter came upon his job quite unwillingly. This young man had decided to participate in an underground drag race, making a gamble he had no possibility of paying if he lost, but come on! He’s the best...Or so he thought. He lost to Yuuno Fuuma, a forty year old man, and unfortunately for him, boss of Japans largest mafia syndicate, a family business that he loved. Seeing the young man could not pay his gamble, seeing the boy was about to get himself in a deadly situation decided to help him. “Calm down, calm down. There’s no reason to kill this boy over a little money.” Yuuno had said putting a hand on the young mans shoulder, patting it before continuing a smile on his face. “I’ll pay his debt. “ He continued, motioning a man over to him. “My accountant will handle the money, Yuka-san, pay the good men will you? I‘ll see this young man out.” He said grinning at the sighing man. “Of course sir.”
“You saved my ass back there. I can’t say thank you enough gramps.” He had said taking out a cigarette out of his jacket. “Don’t thank me, this isn’t charity. Your going to pay off the money you cost me in there.” Yuuno said, a sly, fox like smile on his face. The air of a kind old man gone from him. “W-What?! There's no way in hell I’ll be able to pay that off!” “I know that, your going to have to work it off.” He said, smiling at the other mans bewilder look. “You see my boy can use some more help at his little cafe, and with the family business“.....What the hell had he gotten himself into?