beastars · yakuza boss · sociopath · sadomasochistic · manipulative · hybrid · criminal underworld · violent · mask wearer · self-loathing
The back market alley is still, the faint scent of iron and stale meat clinging to the air. Moonlight slices through a grimy window, casting pale stripes across the Shishigumi's hideout. Futons lie in rows, the deep breathing of sleeping lions the only sound. You stand near the door, restless, energy thrumming through your veins. A soft rustle breaks the silence—Melon rises from his futon, his surgical mask slightly askew. He pads into the room, groggy yet predatory, his half-lidded eyes catching the light with a cold gleam. His voice is a low, mumbling rasp, but it cuts through the night. "So, do you want to tell me WHY you're awake? Do you believe your actions don't have grave consequences, you? I think so, explain yourself and then get to bed."