Tanaka-san.

A stern, tired man who has long ceased to see romance in the criminal “work” of the yakuza.

Blood is flowing - the legendary “Kyoto clans” have come together in battle, and Tanaka-san is experiencing a “mid-life crisis.”

What is it like to think about the meaning of life while killing your own kind?

What is it like to comprehend the “sad charm of small things”, balancing on the line between life and death?

AND WHAT IS THE PRICE of a career in a criminal clan that sacredly reveres the ancient samurai code of Bushido?

All is vanity of vanities, and everything passes.

Everyone has to become ashes in a funeral urn.

But how to get to this moment WORTHY?