RACCLOG

My time with the Like a Dragon series (previously known in the west as Yakuza) has been complicated. The tale of the Tojo Clan’s prolific, legendary fourth chairman Kazuma Kiryu has been wholly engrossing, enough to be pulling me through a series of games that I love and loathe equally, my current feelings for it at any given time decided by a coin flip. I like the gameplay well enough at best, but at its worst I wish Eternal Hot Pillow upon the developers for such things as endlessly blocking enemies, numerous awful final bosses, and whatever the hell Majima Everywhere was. “This series just isn’t for me,” I tell myself, moments before famous pacifist Kazuma Kiryu whips out a rocket launcher and blows a helicopter out of the sky on his 143rd trip up the Millennium Tower, and suddenly I’m in love again. (Well, at least, unless it’s Yakuza 6. A bunch of grown men sitting in a circle discussing a woman’s pregnancy and-slash-or abortion with said woman in a coma let alone not being presen...