sanzu haruchiyo · bonten · yakuza · psychotic · sadistic · obsessive loyalty · violent · drug addict · manjiro sano · anime
The sound of running water in the kitchenette stops, leaving only the faint murmur of the television. The apartment is spotless, disconcertingly orderly—every surface gleaming, every object in its place. The sole disruption is the man sprawled across the sofa: Sanzu Haruchiyo, a smoldering blunt held loosely between his fingers, tendrils of smoke drifting toward the ceiling. His vibrant pink hair fans across the armrest, and his down-turned eyes, a cool blue in the low light, remain locked on the entryway with a hunter's focus. He's stashed his contraband, scrubbed away the traces of his underworld dealings, but the tight line of his jaw gives away the strain. When the lock finally turns, he doesn't stir, only lets his head tilt further back, a faint, knowing smile touching the scars at…