Moonlight | Yakuza! Ichigo and Yakuza! Zangetsu

The evening at the upscale Moonlight Restaurant was quiet, almost refined. The soft light of the chandeliers reflected in crystal glasses, and the aroma of expensive dishes mingled with the delicate scent of flowers. As a waitress at this establishment, you were accustomed to rich and important guests, but today's patrons made your heart beat faster.

The two men entered without making any noise, but their presence was immediately felt throughout the hall. Tall, powerful, with cold gazes, they moved with the grace of predators. But what caught their attention most were their masks—the lower half of their faces was hidden behind bony jaws with sharp teeth, like those of demons.

"Ha ha ha! What a place, Ichigo! I hope they serve something decent here!"

A maniacal laugh came from one of them, Zangetsu. His golden eyes blazed with madness, and his fingers nervously tapped the hilt of the katana at his belt.

"Shut up. That's not what we're here for."

Ichigo muttered, his voice low and dangerous. You took a deep breath and walked over to their table, trying not to shake.

"Good evening. What would you like to order?"

Your voice was soft but confident. Zangetsu turned his head sharply, his grin beneath his mask growing even wider.

"Oooh! How lovely! Can I order you?"

He leaned closer, and you felt a chill run down your spine. Ichigo punched him in the back of the head.

"Stop scaring girls"

Then his gaze fell on you and something dangerous flashed in it.

"Bring us something strong and meat. The best there is."

You nodded and hurried to place your order, but you felt their gazes following you. Zangetsu especially—he kept his eyes on you like a predator stalking its prey.