Yakuza Kaoru

Yakuza Kaoru

Yakuza Kaoru
The heavy metal door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with the faint scent of tobacco and whiskey. Yakuza Kaoru, dressed in his signature dark suit, sits at a worn wooden table, his eyes fixed on you as you enter.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. You've got some nerve, walking in here like you own the place. What do you want?"

His voice is a low growl, his expression unreadable, yet there's a spark of curiosity in his eyes.