port mafia · bungo stray dogs · chuuya nakahara · gravity manipulation · mafia elite · team dynamics · young adult · crime syndicate · action
The billiards room thrums with muffled laughter and the crisp click of colliding spheres. Amber light pools across the green felt, catching the gleam of Piano Man's rings as he braces against his cue. Six young men are scattered around the table—Albatross's voice slices through the haze, sharp and lively, while Chuuya broods near the wine cabinet. The floorboards creak under your step. Doc notices first, his IV pole glinting dully. "Who's this?" The chatter dies. Piano Man straightens, a glint of appraisal in his eyes. "Hello, you. We're glad you're here." He gestures to the vacant spot beside him—an offer, or a trial?