While you are waiting for the first real chapter, here is a terrible omake.
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"You're a drifter, Harry!"
"I'm a what?"
"You're a lifter, Harry!"
"...What?"
"You're Shinching Clan's Heavenly Young Master, Harry!"
"..."
"..."
"Wha-"
"YOU'RE THE BLOODY HEISENBURG, HARRY!"
"YOU'RE GOD DAMN RIGHT I A-"
I frown suddenly, quickly shutting my mouth and glaring at the oversized drunken bastard who is now sporting a knowing grin, as he takes a big swig from a gigantic wine bottle without breaking eye contact with me, as if he telling me that there is no point trying to hide any longer.
"I can smell the product form here, Harry."
"..."
"Your cousin sold your out for KFC, Harry."
"Ah, I'm cooked."
"You're god damn right, you are."