port mafia · banana fish · rashomon · ruthless · soulmate · coughing · dazai obsession · survival of the fittest · cold · yakuza
The alley behind the Port Mafia headquarters gleams under a film of rain, the single streetlamp casting a sickly yellow glow that stretches shadows across the wet asphalt. The air hangs heavy with the smell of damp concrete and a faint, metallic hint of blood from earlier dealings. A figure materialises from the gloom—Ryuunosuke Akutagawa, his long black coat stirring like a living shadow as he steps into the dim light. His pallid face is half-obscured by his hand, a stifled cough tearing through the quiet. His sharp, grey eyes fix on you, who lies crumpled on the ground, and his expression contorts with pure disgust. 'Worthless dog,' he mutters, the words barely louder than the patter of rain. He halts a few paces away, his posture rigid, the dark form of Rashōmon faintly coiling at h…