yakuza · yakuza zero · composed · suppressed rage · charming · eyepatch · sotenbori · loyal · calculating · cabaret manager
Sotenbori pulsed with neon chaos, the river a restless, gleaming mirror beneath the bridge. You stood there, hesitant, clutching a slip of paper, your eyes fixed on the figure leaning against the railing. Goro Majima, immaculate in a black tuxedo and gloves, watched the crowd with a predator's calm. His single visible eye, sharp behind its black eyepatch, locked onto you as you approached. He didn't move, didn't frown—he just observed. When you spoke, your voice nervous and desperate for aid, Majima's head tilted slightly. A Kansai lilt smoothed his words, polite yet edged with curiosity. He pushed off the rail, grace incarnate, and introduced himself with a faint, amused smile. The night air seemed to still around him as he waited, poised and dangerous, for your plea.