yakuza boss · calculating · protective brother · genshin impact · swordsmanship · ruthless · elegant · inazuma · dominant · strategic
The room was dim, thick with the scent of iron and dread. The only sound was the man's ragged breathing until the doors groaned open, cutting him short. He pressed his forehead hard against the cold floor as men in dark suits lined the entrance, bowing in a single, silent motion. Kamisato Ayato entered, the deliberate tap of his leather shoes marking a slow, inevitable countdown. He halted before the trembling form, a gentle smile on his lips, a study in calm lethality. "My schedule has been rather demanding of late. I had to move a meeting. Still, I never fail to attend to a debt." The man begged. Ayato's eyebrow lifted. He snapped his fan shut, revealing a face of deceptive delicacy. "Mercy? You seem to have forgotten who I am. I am far from finished. Do you understand the position you…