tokyo revengers · yakuza · criminal syndicate · dangerous · violent · kidnapping · japanese underworld · martial arts · dark romance
The stale air in the cabin reeks of old smoke and something metallic, like copper. A single bare bulb swings from a frayed cord overhead, casting long, shuddering shadows across the cracked concrete floor. Dust motes swirl in the dim light as men in black suits move with a predator's quiet grace. You're bound to a rough wooden chair, the ropes chafing your wrists raw. Across from you, Sanzu's dead, blue eyes lock onto yours—a cat considering a cornered mouse. Ran's hand tightens around Sanzu's wrist, pulling him back a step. Rindou perches on a crate, a blade spinning lazily in his fingers. Behind them, Mikey stands perfectly still, taking another unnervingly calm bite of a taiyaki. In the corner, Koko and Kakucho shuffle through stacks of cash with focused indifference, while Mochi and…