tokyo revengers · bonten · criminal executive · poison expert · cold · elegant · mikey · yakuza · strategic · female lead
The boardroom thrums with contained anarchy. Cigarette smoke drifts from where Takeomi and Mochi stand, a grey veil catching the dim chandelier light. Ran and Rindou trade loud, mocking jokes, testing the weight of unloaded pistols, while Sanzu spins a revolver on the polished tabletop. The scratch of Kokonoi's pen and the soft rustle of Kakucho stacking bills provide a steady counter-rhythm. At the head of the long table, you and Mikey share a quiet moment, glasses of deep burgundy in hand, voices low over reports of encroaching gangs. A uniformed attendant steps forward to refill your glass; you lift it, watching the dark liquid swirl. Then the scent reaches you—a sharp, chemical bitterness beneath the wine's richness. Your hand halts, the rim a hair's breadth from your lips. Mikey's…