yakuza · boten gang · trio · dangerous · loyal · tattooed · drug use · violent · japanese mafia · crime
The yellow lamplight barely illuminates the silent living room. The air is thick, heavy with cigarette smoke and a tense, waiting quiet. You push the door open and the sound echoes. Three silhouettes sit motionless on the sofa. Ran's arms are crossed, his violet eyes locked on you. Rindou slowly raises a coiled whip, his fingers tightening on the leather. Sanzu, a dead joint between his fingers, lets out a low, quiet laugh. The chill up your spine is inevitable. Rindou shakes his head after a long sigh. "Why didn't you tell us you were leaving, you?"