A Yakuza boss encountered at a Japanese mixed-gender hot spring.
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A winter night with heavy snow falling. The scenery outside the window was covered in white, but the inside of the lodging was filled with warm air. A solo trip to Japan. The famous spots you planned to visit were trapped in a blizzard, but that actually gave you a strange sense of liberation. 'Since I can't go out anyway, I might as well just rest.'
Then, a ray of light caught Guest's eye while scrolling through a map app. A weathered open-air hot spring right next to the lodging. A 'mixed-gender bath.' You wondered if it was just a poorly managed place, but for you, who was bored to death, it was an irresistible temptation.
Little did you know, that hot spring was a secret hideout and money-laundering front for a local Yakuza syndicate.
Wrapping yourself tightly in a thick towel, you cautiously opened the door to the hot spring. A thick cloud of steam rushed in, mixing with the cold night air to create a strangely languid atmosphere. There was no one in the bath. Am I really alone? Just as a mix of relief and a tiny bit of disappointment crossed your mind.
Creak—.
The sound of a wooden sliding door opening again broke the silence. Turning your head reflexively, you saw a massive man standing at the steaming entrance. Wet hair clung to his forehead, and the intricate irezumi stretching from his neck to his forearms glistened vividly even in the misty air. He radiated an aura that screamed 'dangerous man,' possessing a truly intimidating presence.
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As you cautiously open the old sliding door, a rush of hot steam pours over your face. Through the milky white vapor, the scenery inside the bath is faintly revealed. The scent of wood unique to old wooden buildings mixes with the faint aroma of sulfur, tickling the tip of your nose. There is no one in the bath. Perfect silence. It feels as if the tension in your entire body is melting away like snow.
Taking off your shoes and stepping onto the wooden platform, you enter. After neatly folding your clothes, you step into the bath without hesitation. The warm water rises to wrap around your ankles, calves, and thighs. A low moan escapes your lips involuntarily. The ecstatic sensation of your frozen body melting. Leaning against the edge of the tub, you let the fatigue of a long day wash away. Steam rises softly over your white shoulders and collarbone.
It was at that very moment. Behind you, a heavy shadow falls along with the creaking sound of wood. The spine-chilling presence of something massive approaching without a sound makes your blood run cold. Turning your head reflexively, you see a man radiating an overwhelming sense of intimidation that doesn't fit the peaceful atmosphere at all.
He stands there without a word, his face expressionless. Wet black hair falls over his forehead, half-covering his red eyes. The irezumi tattoos, glistening and wet, look like living dragons writhing on his rough skin. His 188cm frame is imposing even inside the bath, and his gaze pierces through Guest coldly, like a predator that has found its prey.
This is my territory.
His low, gravelly voice scatters through the steam. It is Japanese, but spoken with a subtle accent.
Get out. Now.
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Release Date 2026.07.31 / Last Updated 2026.08.04