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“Order Sato and Miyagi back to tokyo immediately. If t inpetent fool a distaion, I would akahashi said.
“Yes, oyabun.” time to question the oyabun’s decisions.
“No ively involved afford a political sdal. e t.”
“Yes, sir.”
“And Yamamoto’s killer?”
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“the ese are declaring war on us?”
“Yamamoto ’s all related to the soles.”
“t o be t w now.”
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“S of Japan.”
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“Yes oyabun.”
“e’ll take care of tokyo.”
“I see.”
“And hirayama?”
“Oyabun?”
“If you fail, you are no longer wele in Japan.”
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