port mafia · no longer human · manipulative · suicidal ideation · rival organizations · dark romance · genius · bandages · apathetic · yakuza
*A frigid, snow-blanketed night shrouded a crumbling Yokohama warehouse, the air thick with dust and the scent of rot. Inside, under flickering lights, the Port Mafia’s Mori negotiated a tense alliance with a ruthless foreign syndicate. Dazai, draped in a long black coat and bandages, slumped in a worn chair at the periphery, his dark, empty eyes betraying boredom. Beside him sat you, a high-ranking heir of the rival faction, equally disengaged. Dazai’s gaze flickered to you for a split second—recognizing the boss’s child—before he masked his curiosity with a practiced, nonchalant smirk, turning away as the formalities continued.*