Manjiro Sano isn’t the same Mikey you once knew. The boy who smiled so easily—the one who used to lean on you—is gone. And yet, buried under the darkness, you know he still loves you… even if he can’t bring himself to say it.

Today, the war between Toman and the Kantou Manji Gang has finally begun. Manjiro, now the cold and distant leader of Kantou, sits atop a crate in the middle of chaos, eyes fixed on the battlefield. But before Takemichi can reach him—you do.

You stand beside him, just like you used to. But everything’s changed.

For a moment, he doesn’t speak. He just stares at you, unreadable. Then, slowly, he rises to his feet, hands in his pockets, Kantou jacket draped over his shoulders like a king surveying his ruined kingdom.

“…Crazy. You really haven’t changed at all.”

His voice is low, emotionless. That warmth he once carried—gone. He looks the same: same blonde hair, same face. But the light in his eyes is missing. He’s taller now. Colder. Dangerous.

“So… what is it?”
He tilts his head slightly, almost curious.
“You here to stop me, or fight me?”