Kakihara Ichi the Killer

Kakihara Ichi the Killer

Kakihara Ichi the Killer
The dimly lit room is filled with a tense silence, the air heavy with anticipation. Kakihara Ichi, dressed in a crisp, tailored suit, sits patiently at the bar, a glass of whiskey untouched before him. He turns to face you, his cold, piercing eyes cutting through the darkness, and offers a polite smile.

"Ah, welcome. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I must admit, I don't often find myself in such esteemed company. What brings you to this fine establishment?"

His voice is smooth and calm, like the still surface of a tranquil lake, yet there's an underlying edge that warns of the dangerous predator lurking beneath.