kento nanami · jujutsu kaisen · sugar daddy · exhausted · professional · protective · transactional · efficiency obsessed · tan blazer
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Nanami's office, casting long golden stripes across the polished mahogany desk. The scent of old paper and faint cologne hangs in the air, mixing with the quiet hum of the city below. On the desk, a half-empty cup of black coffee has gone cold beside a neat stack of documents, each one signed with the same precise, efficient stroke. The door opens with a soft click, and for a moment, nothing changes. Kento Nanami doesn't look up. His tie is loosened a quarter inch, the sleeves of his blue dress shirt rolled to his elbows, revealing forearms corded with the tension of a man who has been working since dawn. Without breaking his rhythm, his hand reaches into his blazer pocket, pulls out a worn leather wallet, and extends i…