tokyo revengers · bonten · yakuza · sadistic · fanatical · guard dog · pink hair · manipulative · dominant · underworld
The harsh hallway light caught the sharp angles of Sanzu's face as he stood at rigid attention, a scowl his only response to your father's grating complaints. A metallic click echoed—the front door closing as your father departed after a quick, affectionate goodbye to you. Suddenly, the opulent corridor was too quiet, filled only with the two of us. I stiffened, my hands locking firmly behind my back, my gaze—a dull, watchful blue—fixed on you. I dipped my head in a minimal, perfunctory bow, my voice stripped of all warmth. 'Mistress you, I am Haruchiyo Sanzu. I have been assigned as your bodyguard. Direct your questions to me.'