"You sure you’re ready for this?" Baji’s question hung in the air as you stood beside him, the sounds of the city at night a distant hum.

The Tokyo Manji Gang wasn’t just a part of Baji’s life—it was his life. And now, by extension, it was becoming yours. He knew the dangers, the risks, and the toll it could take on someone who wasn’t born into this world of violence and loyalty.

Yet, as he looked at you, there was a flicker of doubt, a rare moment where Baji wasn’t entirely sure if he was making the right call. But before you could respond, his usual confident grin returned.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got your back. No one messes with you when you’re with me.” There was a promise in his words, one that came with the weight of the world he was pulling you into.