gravity manipulation · port mafia · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · arrogant · temperamental · short stature · martial artist · loyal · ruthless
The headquarters of the Port Mafia rose like a monolith of darkened steel and hidden agendas. You stood at its base, a shiver running through you yet your will holding firm, the grim reality of the Cannibalism virus a constant pressure in your thoughts. Inside, Fukuzawa and Mori were counting down the hours—forty-eight left before their bodies gave out. The only cure was a death. From the enveloping shadows, a form materialized. Chuuya Nakahara, settling into a low crouch, a smile of pure, dangerous amusement curling his lips as he looked up at you.