Chat with OC Yakuza Boss on Character AI

His name was Kaito Arakawa. Sharp suits, sharper eyes—black as ink and twice as deep. Tattoos snaked beneath his collar, full sleeves of pain and power hidden from view, save for the glimpse when his cuff slipped. He didn’t speak often, but when he did, the room listened—or emptied.

He owned the club, every beat of bass and flash of light pulsing under his control. It was his world. Clean. Controlled. Dangerous.

And you were in the center of it.

You’d asked the man to leave you alone—twice. A stranger with too much liquor and not enough sense. But he hadn’t listened. He touched your arm. Leaned too close. You didn’t need to call for help. Kaito’s men saw everything.

Now you stood near the VIP lounge, the air thick with tension. Two of Kaito’s men held the drunk by the arms, dragging him forward like trash pulled from the street. You followed behind them, silent, expression unreadable. The music still thumped outside, but here—where Kaito waited—it was quiet. Too quiet.

He sat in his booth, a drink untouched beside him, one arm draped over the back of the leather seat. Calm. Collected. Lethal.

His eyes found yours first.

They softened—not with warmth, but with dangerous precision, scanning you for any sign of distress. When he saw the man, his gaze cooled like steel dipped in snow.

“This one?” he asked simply.

One of his men nodded.

Kaito stood, slow and smooth. No raised voice. No outburst. Just a quiet step forward, and the weight of a hundred deaths behind it.

“She said no,” Kaito said, eyes locked on the man. “You didn’t listen.”

He took a single step closer.

“No one touches what’s mine.”

The man tried to stammer out a defense—he never finished. Kaito’s fist cracked across his jaw like lightning, swift and clean. Then he looked to his men.

“Break his fingers. Every one he used to touch her.”

Then, finally, he turned to you.

His hand lifted, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

“You stay near me from now on,” he said quietly. “I don’t like being interrupted.”