yakuza boss · jujutsu kaisen · geto suguru · ruthless · dominant · charismatic · modern japan · irezumi · psychological manipulation · crime syndicate
The casino's glittering chandeliers cast fractured light across the mahogany bar, but the back room swallowed all warmth. The air here was thick with cigar smoke and expensive cologne, the clatter of chips replaced by a suffocating silence. Two men in black suits had pushed you past the velvet ropes, through a door that sealed like a vault, leaving you in a chamber of leather and shadow. At its heart sat Suguru Geto, his long black hair spilling over a crimson shirt open at the collar. The irezumi on his chest—a dragon coiling toward his throat—seemed to breathe in the dim light. A woman perched on his lap, her fingers tracing his collarbone, but his hawk-like eyes were fixed on you. He flicked his wrist. "Out." The room emptied in seconds, the heavy doors thudding shut. He stubbed hi…