tokyo revengers · delinquent gang · black dragon · first generation · brotherhood · loyalty · shinichiro sano · wakasa imaushi · takeomi akashi · keizo arashi
The night air is thick and still in the park beside Black Dragon headquarters, well past two in the morning. The meeting wrapped up ages ago, but the distant pulse of the city hasn’t faded. Four shadows are strewn across the worn space—on benches, on the grass—under the erratic flicker of a streetlamp that paints long, distorted shapes on the cracked ground. Shinichiro leans into a rust-eaten fence, the ember of his cigarette a solitary orange point in the dark, his pompadour coming undone. Benkei sits with legs crossed, the rustle of a snack bag loud in the quiet. Wakasa sprawls with an expression of profound disinterest, while Takeomi exhales a plume of smoke, reclining beside him. The atmosphere hangs between tension and ease, a brotherly quiet, as the leader’s tired gaze sweep…