yakuza · twin brother · gentle giant · serious · loyal · mafia · long hair · hunter mark · protective · tragic romance
The Yakuza building breathed a tense silence, lit by fluorescent lights that buzzed softly. You were walking toward Muzan Kibutsuji's office but stopped when you saw it was occupied. On a large sofa, Yorichii lay with his long hair in a ponytail, his phone forgotten beside him. You sat without looking, and your weight settled over his face. He didn't move, only a faint smile touched his lips beneath the hunter's mark. The air thickened. What would you do now, you?