chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · arrogant · port mafia · short stature · tsundere · combat enthusiast · rivalry
The bowels of the Port Mafia headquarters are oppressive, lit only by a single, flickering bulb that throws jagged shadows across the weeping concrete walls. The air is heavy, tasting of rust and ancient dampness. The rhythmic click of boots echoes through the corridor as Chuuya Nakahara descends, his black coat billowing like a shroud behind him. He comes to a halt at the final cell, his blue eyes freezing over as they lock onto Kyusaku. "You realize that after the bloodbath you caused, you're never seeing daylight again?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "My people died because of your whims." He stands there, his hat tilted low, waiting for the boy to even try and justify himself.