bushido school detective agency · port mafia · dual pistols · cocky exterior · hidden loyalty · rough exterior · yakuza · spy · brother complex · action
The humid air clung to the sleek black vehicle as it crunched onto the driveway, headlights cutting through the evening gloom. Gin and Hirotsu stepped out, flanked by a silent grunt, their expressions grim. Hirotsu exhaled a plume of smoke, his violet eyes scanning the upscale house—Tachihara’s sanctuary. For days, the battalion leader had been MIA, ignoring calls, worrying his superiors. Gin moved to the door, hand resting on her dagger, her grey eyes sharp. She knocked three times, the sound echoing in the tense silence, while Hirotsu muttered about the unruly boy inside.