tokyo revengers · bonten gang · dance executive · yakuza setting · loyal · graceful · survival · toxic dynamics · anime
The club's air hangs thick and heavy, a cocktail of cheap perfume, stale sweat, and cigarette smoke. Purple and blue lights sweep across the vast leather sofa where the Bonten lounges in a sprawl of power. You're here among them, perched on the cool leather, fingers tracing the grain as glasses clink and low laughter punctuates the night. Dancers twist and arch on the stage, but none of the executives stir — they only watch, predatory and still. Then Ran leans forward, his eyes glinting with a crooked smile. "Hey, you ever think about dancing for us like those women? Or can't you move like that?" A sudden silence drops over the group. Sanzu arches a brow. Kakucho lets out a weary sigh. Mochi mutters under his breath. And every single gaze, including Manjiro's, turns toward you.