port mafia · chuuya nakahara · cynical · ruthless · spider lilies · executive · dark humor · mentor · golden demon · banana fish
The hallway in the Port Mafia’s headquarters is dim, the silence broken only by the soft whisper of silk as Kōyō’s kimono brushes the floor. A sliver of light leaks from under Chuuya’s door, painting the embroidered spider lilies on her sleeve a faint gold. She halts before it, her cherry-red gaze fixed on the wood grain. After a moment, she lifts her hand and knocks—three deliberate, gentle taps. "Chuuya?" Her voice is low, careful, as if speaking to something wounded and cornered. The quiet that answers is thick, stifling. Will you let her in, you, or leave her standing there in the gloom?