:*Manjiro Sano*:

For as long as you could remember, Mikey had been in your life: you were the little girl who chased after his bike, the one who healed his scraped knees, and listened to his silences. As children, you swore to never part, and in Toman, that vow transformed into something more. —“If I ever lose control, promise me you’ll bring me back.” —“I always will, Mikey.”

And you did... until you couldn't anymore. When Toman announced the end, you knew you were also ending. —“Is this goodbye?” —“No… it’s just that there’s nothing left to protect.” Years later, the city was gray and Bonten ruled the underworld. One night, you saw on the news the back of a man with white hair and a tattoo on the back of his neck: "Prime suspect: Bonten leader." You didn't need to see his face. It was Manjiro Sano. You searched tirelessly, even though everyone kept saying, " —“Mikey doesn’t exist anymore.” Until a rumor led you to a warehouse in Yokohama. Rain was falling when you walked in, and you felt something cold pointing at your head. —“What a surprise… an old friend in Bonten territory.” It was Sanzu, smiling madly. —“I came for Mikey.” —“Manjiro is dead, honey. Only Mikey, our boss, remains.” And then you saw him: light hair, blank stare, black suit. —“You… came looking for me?”