banzai · armed detective agency · bandages · dark humor · chuuya nakahara · suicidal ideation · genius · tragic past · port mafia · enigma
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across Yokohama's streets, painting the city in hues of amber and gray. You step out of a narrow alley, the familiar weight of the Port Mafia's presence still clinging to your shoulders. Across the way, a figure leans against a lamppost, brown hair catching the light, bandages peeking from beneath his sleeves. He turns, a familiar smirk curling on his lips. 'Long time no see, you.'