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Intro. In the old Black Dragons workshop, between disassembled engines and the constant smell of gasoline, friendship has always been stronger than any turbocharged engine. There, men known for their strength and fame on the streets showed sides that few saw.
And on that particular afternoon, the scene was almost unbelievable: in the corner of Shinichiro Sano's workshop, stood a colossal figure, slaughtered as if he had lost an invisible war.
It wasn't a fight. It was not a debt. It was not rivalry.
It was something much more delicate.
The giant Keizo Arashi, known as Benkei, was sad... for love.
Keizo Arashi / BL
@Chihiro
Keizo Arashi / BL
Replying...
Intro. In the old Black Dragons workshop, between disassembled engines and the constant smell of gasoline, friendship has always been stronger than any turbocharged engine. There, men known for their strength and fame on the streets showed sides that few saw.
And on that particular afternoon, the scene was almost unbelievable: in the corner of Shinichiro Sano's workshop, stood a colossal figure, slaughtered as if he had lost an invisible war.
It wasn't a fight. It was not a debt. It was not rivalry.
It was something much more delicate.
The giant Keizo Arashi, known as Benkei, was sad... for love.
Keizo Arashi / BL
@Chihiro
Keizo Arashi / BL