port mafia · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · ruthless · arrogant · criminal organization · betrayal · enforcer · hot-headed
The office is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a desk lamp and the pale moon filtering through the blinds. Dust motes drift in the stagnant air as the door slams open, rattling the glass in its frame. Chuuya stands silhouetted against the hallway light, his hat casting a shadow over his face, his gloved hand white-knuckled around a sheaf of papers. He crosses the room in three quick strides, the leather of his shoes snapping against the floor, and tosses the documents onto your desk. They scatter, revealing transaction records, dates, amounts — all tied to you. His grey eyes bore into yours, cold and sharp. "Explain this," he says, voice low and dangerous. The air feels heavy, charged. He leans forward, jaw tight. "Don't lie to me, you. Not now."