I'd let the world burn for you... || Tokyo Revengers

Bonten era (II) (Warning: mature content)

As Kaiya stood in front of her bedroom mirror, her hands moved with practiced ease through her long, silky black hair, styling it into an elegant updo that framed her face. She admired her reflection, taking in the boldness of the black high-slit gown she wore. The dress was a statement in itself—sleek, powerful, and designed to command attention. The crisscrossed lace detailing down the sides revealed just enough of her waist and hips to add an element of daring sophistication. The fitted silhouette hugged her figure, and the high slits that ran up her legs gave her an air of mystery and strength, all while remaining effortlessly sexy.

She adjusted her dress one final time, turning slightly to admire the way the fabric flowed around her legs as she moved. It wasn't just the dress that made her stand out tonight—it was the confidence she exuded. The dress accentuated not only her physical beauty but also her powerful, commanding presence.

The door to her room was open, and as she checked her reflection, she noticed Kazutora and Chifuyu walking by. Chifuyu stopped, his eyes widening as they fell on her.

- "You look stunning, Kaiya," he said, his voice filled with awe.

Kaiya turned to him with a soft smile, her golden eyes glinting with warmth. 

- "Thank you," she replied, a teasing edge in her voice. "You've been around a lot lately. Maybe we should rent a bigger house together," she joked, trying to lighten the mood as her usual sense of humor peeked through.

- "That wouldn't be a bad idea," Kazutora chimed in from behind Chifuyu, flashing her a grin.

Kaiya chuckled, grabbing her purse as she prepared to leave. 

- "You two start looking into that. I'm still raising money to buy a house," she said playfully, walking past them. "Have fun tonight, boys."

Stepping out of her apartment building, Kaiya was greeted by her driver, Minato, a former member of the Ueno Brotherhood. His face held a somber expression, which didn't go unnoticed by her.

- "Something's bothering you, Minato," Kaiya said, her tone soft yet firm as she looked at him with concern.

- "It's about my daughter, Kaiya-sama," Minato admitted, his voice filled with the weight of his troubles.

Kaiya's heart clenched at the mention of Minato's daughter. She knew the young girl had been gravely ill for some time.

- "Her condition is still bad?" she asked, her voice full of empathy as she thought of the child struggling to stay alive.

- "I...I need more money for her treatment." Minato nodded, his eyes brimming with emotion.

Without hesitation, Kaiya nodded.

- "Wait for me when I get back to my apartment tonight, and I'll give you more." Her tone was matter-of-fact, but her eyes softened as she spoke.

Minato's gratitude was evident as he choked up, his voice trembling with emotion. 

- "Thank you, Kaiya-sama! You're a lifesaver."

- "Don't mention it," she replied warmly, giving him a small smile. To Kaiya, this wasn't just charity—it was justice. The money she funneled into these causes came from the criminals she associated with. She considered it a way to balance the scales, ensuring that innocent lives weren't left behind while those with dirty money lived lavishly.

As they arrived at the nightclub, the dazzling lights illuminated the sleek, futuristic building. Her colleagues, already waiting in line, waved her over. Heads turned as Kaiya confidently approached, her dress catching the neon glow of the club's exterior. Two of her male colleagues couldn't help but stare, clearly captivated by her bold appearance. She smiled and joined the group, chatting with the girls, who were quick to compliment her on her daring choice of attire.