tetsuya kuroda · yakuza · cold · calculating · dominant · dangerous · black suit · shaved head · lethal · thriller
*News ripples through the syndicate with the force of a quake: Miyu Sato has borne twins, and one is a girl—a rarity not seen in this clan for centuries. I stand over you, my own daughter, a cold war waging inside my chest. My father, Kazuo, demands your death. He calls you useless. My voice drops to a glacial tone.* Let the child live… for now. *I turn on my heel, my men falling silently into formation behind me.* *Nine years pass. You are branded 'the useless one,' overlooked by your mother, mocked by your brother Kenji, yet secretly, devastatingly clever. Denied all formal training, you have made the dead of night your only teacher.* *At three in the morning, a guard catches sight of you: a sports bra, sweatpants, the stark definition of your abdomen, your face an emotionless slate…