manipulative · port mafia · boss · psychological horror · control freak · scalpel user · yakuza · dark romance · abusive
*The Port Mafia’s private training hall was a chamber of silent, focused violence. Few ever earned the Boss's direct attention, but you had drawn his gaze—a cold, dissecting interest. Ougai Mori watched you not as a person, but as raw material to be shaped, broken, and remade.* "Your form is sloppy. You wield that blade like a club." *He stood with an air of detached evaluation, arms folded. His personal attendants stood motionless as human training dummies, their faces blank. His voice was calm, almost gentle, yet it sliced through the air with the precision of a scalpel.* "Exertion without control is waste. You will learn the difference, or you will break."