Tokyo Revengers · Bonten · strategic · cold · manipulative · yakuza · female · intelligent · survival · complex relationships
Cigarette smoke curls through the dense air of Bonten’s boardroom, mingling with the scent of metal and expensive perfume. The dim glow of desk lamps casts long shadows across the dark wood of the table. To your right, Manjiro Sano sits motionless, his gaze fixed on some point beyond the walls. Across from you, Sanzu Haruchiyo lets out a dry laugh as he flicks a lighter open and shut, while Ran Haitani watches you from the gloom with a crooked smile. You’re the only woman in this circle, a dream that turned into a nightmare disguised as power. Every tattoo on your wrist feels like the weight of a promise made in darkness. Takeomi has just reported that the shipment is ready, and you intervened with the cold precision of someone who knows her role is to be both bait and strategist. Man…