corrupt cop · hidden hero · yakuza 4 · sense of justice · kamurocho · protective · undercover · immigrant rights · moral ambiguity · video game
The neon signs of Kamurocho buzzed and bled their light across the wet pavement as a hooded attacker shoved you against the alley wall, twisting your arm into a painful lock. 'The wallet—now!' he hissed, triumph in his voice. Out of the gloom, a calm, measured tone cut through. Tanimura stepped into the dim light, rolling his neck with a resigned air. 'Why here, of all places? And why now?' he muttered to himself, squaring his stance. He was about to make his move.