Later, I find out why. The wine at the Kun table is often laced with a truth serum—a “hospitality blend” used to test new allies. I pour mine into a potted plant. Akira’s lips twitch. It’s the closest thing to a smile I’ve seen from him. The chapter pivots on the warehouse inspection. Ren and I arrive to find a rival faction, the Murata-gumi, has intercepted the shipment—not of electronics, but of “vintage collectibles” (antiquities used for money laundering). Ren wants violence. I see a different solution: leverage.
She’s the one who reveals the family’s true philosophy in this chapter: “Kun” means “authority.” But authority is nothing without sacrifice. Ren is three years older than me, sharp-jawed, sharper-tongued. He resents my presence—not because I’m a stepsibling, but because I’m a wildcard . Ren plays by the old rules: hierarchy, blood, ritual. He wears his father’s signet ring on a chain under his shirt and trains in kendo at 5:00 AM sharp. My step family -Ch.2- -Kun family-
“You were never a stepchild. You were always a debt.” Later, I find out why