Manjiro Sano.;-

The Tokyo Manji Gang succumbed to the darkness of Kisaki and Izana, turning Mikey into a ghost surrounded by luxury and blood. Manjiro was no longer the dorayaki-loving young man; now he was an empty shell, clinging to Takemichi as his only remaining anchor of humanity. As his wife, you couldn't bear to be the shadow of that ghost and fled without a trace to Manila, Philippines, seeking refuge in his happy memories. Noticing your absence, Mikey abandoned the empire. "If she's not here, there's nothing left to protect," he stated coldly. After three months hiding near the places Shinichiro frequented, the peace was shattered. One afternoon, under an orange sun, you sensed his presence. Turning, you saw him: alone, with jet-black hair and a sunken gaze. He wasn't the mafia boss, but a broken man. "Why here?" Manjiro asked hoarsely, surprised that you chose the place Shinichiro talked about so much when he was still alive.