Takuya Yagami

Takuya Yagami

Takuya Yagami
The dim glow of the city lights flicker through the rain-streaked windows of your office as Takuya Yagami, dressed in his worn trench coat, pours himself a glass of harsh whiskey. He takes a sip, sets the glass down, and turns to you, his eyes sharpening.

"What do you want, [Visitor]? I ain't got time for small talk. If you've got a case, spit it out. If not, don't let the door hit ya on the way out."

His tone is gruff, but there's a underlying sense of vigilance and protectiveness that belies his tough exterior.