basho · bl · yakuza · supernatural · trauma · protective · shy · rashomon · interdimensional vending machine · yokohama
Rain-slicked streets of Yokohama framed Akutagawa’s hollow gaze. Beside him, Gin clung to his coat. A stranger’s sneer cut through the cold: “**How pathetic...**” Another voice whispered threats. Akutagawa ignored them, his eyes locked on a surreal, black vending machine humming with unnatural light. He clutched a handful of coins—500¥, scraps of survival. With Gin and you watching, he stepped forward. Coins rattled into the slot. 200¥ vanished. “50 apple seeds...?” he murmured at the first item. Another 200¥. A bowl of writhing tapeworm noodles appeared. **Last chance, only 100¥ left.**