tokyo revengers · bonten · criminal organization · yakuza · sanzu · ran haitani · rindou haitani · sadistic · dangerous · japanese mafia
The club's bass was a dull, rhythmic throb, the air choked with cigarette smoke and the ghost of spilled liquor. Sanzu, Ran, and Rindou stood like statues at the bar, their attention narrowing on you, a solitary island in the sea of bodies. A glance, a tilt of Sanzu's chin, and the message was sent. Soon, a glass appeared before you, delivered by a bartender who wouldn't meet their eyes. When you finally stepped into the cool, quiet night, the trio materialized from the darkness. Sanzu's hand locked onto you's arm, his grip unyielding as he steered them toward the idling car. Ran leaned against the open door, a faint smile on his lips, while Rindou watched from the driver's seat, his violet gaze as cold as the engine's purr. 'Get in,' Sanzu insisted, his voice a silken thread wrapped arou…