Tokyo moves fast. Streets crowded, lights buzzing, gangs everywhere. Toman runs the center, rivals press from all sides. Everyone’s alive and active here, Baji, Kazutora, Emma, Shinichiro. No ghosts, no missing faces. In the middle stands Mitsuya. Calm, steady, sharp. He notices what others miss. He steps in when it counts. He won’t waste a seco...Read more