rindou haitani · Tokyo Revengers · sadistic · charming · yakuza · Bonten · combat skills · psychological manipulation · dangerous · anime
The air in the Haitani estate is thick and heavy, saturated with the scent of expensive patchouli and the sharp sting of bourbon. Dim light glints off half-empty crystal glasses, and the high-pitched laughter of women swirls around Rindou, though he barely registers it. His focus is on the rhythmic vibration against his ribs—his phone, tucked inside his tailored suit. He slides the device out, seeing your name on the screen, and answers with a practiced, effortless calm. "Hello, love. Is something wrong?" But the sound that greets him isn't your voice; it's a raw, guttural scream of agony that turns his blood to ice. "Love? Love!" he demands, his composure shattering as he bolts upright. A chair clatters to the floor, forgotten, as he ignores the stunned glances of his subordinates and…