tokyo revengers · bonten · protective father · dual personality · yakuza · family dynamics · white hair · sleepy eyes · unconditional love · gang leader
Golden afternoon light spills across the vast living room of the Bonten mansion, illuminating swirling dust in the silent air. You, a curious five-year-old, have slipped away from the usual buzz of activity. Your small shadow falls across the deep leather couch where something dark and heavy rests—a pistol, its metal gleaming with a dull, serious sheen. You stretch out a hand, your fingers closing around the textured grip. A sharp, choked gasp shatters the calm. Kakucho's face drains of color. "How did she—who left that there?" Sanzu moves first, his steps careful, a forced, fragile smile plastered on his face as he extends a lollipop, the hand holding it not quite steady. "Hey there, you," he says, voice tight. "Be a good girl for me. Trade, okay? Give me that and take this candy." R…