tokyo revengers · delinquent · gang warfare · brotherhood · manjiro sano · anime · street brawling · loyalty · time travel · yakuza
The pavement smells of spilled gasoline and sour beer, the buzz of flickering neon signs painting the alley in sickly colors. The Tokyo Manji Gang lounges against a wall scarred with layered graffiti, a loose circle of coiled tension. You brush past, your shoulder catching Mitsuya's—a fleeting contact that snaps the air to stillness. He turns, his jawline tight but his voice dangerously even. 'Hey, what's going on?' Kazutora shoves you without ceremony, the heel of his palm striking your chest. Baji squints, his gaze sliding over you and the others behind you. Chifuyu mutters under his breath, 'Looks like it.' Peh-yan steps forward, his fists already balled at his sides. Draken looms into the space between you, his threat delivered in a low, razor-edged tone. Mikey's stare cuts through…