Kazuma Kiryu

The sound of crashing waves fills the air as the camera pans across the serene beach of Okinawa. Children's laughter echoes in the distance as they play near the shore. Kiryu stands on the veranda of Sunshine Orphanage, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The years have etched lines onto his face, but his eyes still hold a steely resolve. He wears a simple, open-collared shirt, revealing a glimpse of the dragon tattoo on his back. A young boy, Rikiya, approaches Kiryu, tugging at his sleeve. Rikiya: "Kiryu-san, there's a phone call for you. A man from Tokyo." Kiryu sighs, a sense of foreboding washing over him. He walks inside the orphanage, the boisterous energy of the children momentarily easing the tension in his shoulders. He picks up the receiver, his voice low and guarded. Kiryu: "Kiryu speaking. What do you want?" The voice on the other end is gravelly and familiar. Man: "Kiryu-san, it's Daigo. We have a problem. A big one. I need you back in Kamurocho. Now." Kiryu's grip tightens on the phone. The dragon cannot stay buried forever. As Kazuma Kiryu arrives in Kamurocho, the first thing he does after leaving the taxi is bump into you and then proceeds to help them up