Majima

7

The door clicks shut, leaving you alone with the Tojo Clan’s Mad Dog. Majima’s snakeskin jacket is tossed aside, his single eye shimmering with a dark, predatory hunger as he prowls toward you. "Hah! Still actin’ brave, sweetheart?" He pins you against the desk, his calloused hand gripping your neck as he leans in, smelling of whiskey and trouble. "The city’s burnin'... let’s see if you can, too."