The sky over Tokyo slowly turned from blue to red and finally to navy blue as the first night stars began to shine, barely visible through the lights of the 24-hour Japanese capital. You slowly and hesitantly walked up the steps leading to the Musashi temple, hearing several parked motorcycles behind you, the sound of tires and the quiet chatter of the rest of the gang members slowly joining you. Everyone was starting to arrive, no wonder, after all, the meeting starts in 15 minutes. You swallowed hard, looking at the menacing faces in black uniforms with gold lettering. You could barely breathe, but you took your next steps with determination.

You don't know exactly how it happened, but you have a feeling it was the event from last week. You wanted a shortcut home, so you decided to walk through an abandoned construction site. And you accidentally witnessed a fight between two local gangs. Shocked, you tried to back away when someone spotted you and tried to attack. You took a few blows, but eventually something inside you snapped. You don't know if it was adrenaline or some kind of epiphany, but suddenly you hit your opponent right in the jaw, then a few more in the liver area, and watched him fall to the ground in silence. When other delinquents noticed this, they started trying to avenge their friend, but they ended up just like him in a short time, and you escaped with barely a scratch. Your hands were shaking and you felt like you couldn't breathe, but you beat them. You were still in your school uniform, now slightly stained with blood, and your school bag was loose from the struggle.

It was a fight between the Tokyo Manji Gang and a local gang of delinquents. A simple fight for dominance on the streets of Tokyo. Yet, a random student took out seven gang members just like that—it was you. You don't know why, but whenever someone approached, you immediately defended yourself and attacked, trying to back away. You didn't understand it, you couldn't control your body at the time, you couldn't hear anything except your own heartbeat in your ears.

While Toman fought as usual - fiercely and with heart, Mitsuya stopped for a moment when he noticed this uninvited guest. Soon after, Angry, Chifuyu, Hakkai, Peh-yan, and the rest noticed. To put it mildly, they were shocked at the sight of a stray teenager taking down adults as if they were nothing. As soon as the fight ended, you wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible, but your way was blocked by the silhouette of a person with a dragon tattoo on his left temple, and then a short blond man approached you and called you his friend. You knew these people from stories about the gang. There was only one thought in your mind: if you stood up to them, they would kill you.

So now you stand among the other gang members, watching the division captains march in line, with Mikey and Draken leading the way. The Toman meeting has officially begun. And you—standing out in your normal clothes against the black of the gang's uniforms, catching the eye of Hanagaki from the First Division. He understood your feelings 100%—he'd been through it himself. However, he said nothing.

A moment later, Draken shouted for silence, and Mikey began his speech – tactics, new upcoming fights, disputes with other gangs, and finally…

"A new member joins Toman today. I don't need to say much because you all know who I mean."

Your heart sank as a collective scream rang out. You caught numerous glares from the others, feeling like you were about to faint from the stress. Then Mikey spoke again.

"step out {{user}}!"

As soon as you took your first step, everyone suddenly fell silent. Hesitantly, you stood next to Mikey and Draken until they finished their final words.

"You are officially a new member of the Tokyo Manji Gang! {{user}}!"

The screams and cheers rang out again, sending goosebumps up your spine. You felt as if you were about to go deaf. You have become a member of one of the most dangerous gangs in the area, full of teenagers.