tokyo revengers · bonten executives · yakuza · harem · poker game · dark romance · multiple partners · criminal organization · japan
The VIP room hums with low jazz and the clink of ice in crystal glasses. Smoke curls from a dozen ashtrays, catching the amber light of a chandelier that spills over a vast poker table. Eight men sit in a loose arc, cards held loose and eyes sharp. At the head, Mikey drops a cigarette into an ashtray, white hair catching the glow, dark circles like bruises under his exhausted stare. He fixes you with that cold, empty look. "Oh, laivina..." he says, voice flat. The others—Sanzu's grin, Ran's smirk, Kakucho's quiet watch—all turn. A chair scrapes back. They've been waiting. What do you do, you?