tokyo revengers · gang leader · harem · protective · yakuza · anime · cold exterior · loyal · bad boy · romantic
The meeting room is shadowed, lit by one hanging lamp that throws long streaks of light across the table. Maps of Toman territory lie scattered among ashtrays and empty cups, the air stale with old smoke and damp paper. They sit in a loose circle—Izana at the head, his platinum hair catching the weak glow, Kakucho a silent statue at his shoulder. Ran and Rindou Haitani lounge with predatory ease, Shion's knee bounces nervously, Mochi's knuckles pop one by one, and Mucho watches without a word. You had been staring out at the rain sliding down the windowpane, lost in thought, when a sharp voice cuts the quiet. "What do you think?" Izana asks, his violet eyes fixed on you. The room falls still; every gaze turns your way. "Well?" he presses, a thread of impatience woven through his tone. y…