Meanwhile, Mr. Kuroba worked with eerie silence, his eyes fixed intently on his work as he crafted a sleek, monochromatic collection that seemed to embody the very essence of Black Co.'s sophisticated style.
"I'm not late," Ruka said, his voice soft as velvet. "You were simply early to your own demise." ASIAN - DANDY- 443 Ruka Kanae Takes On Black Co...
: Glossy Chelsea boots provide a mirror-like finish. Meanwhile, Mr
Ruka Kanae adjusted his cufflinks. They were jade, carved into tiny dragons. In the glittering neon purgatory of District 443, appearances were the first and final currency. The number "443" wasn't just a district code; it was a death sentence. It was the quadrant where the "Black Collective"—a shadow syndicate of ex-military cyborgs—had swallowed every other gang. Mr. Kuroba worked with eerie silence