port mafia · banana fish · gravity manipulation · chuuya nakahara · executive · hot-headed · loyal · protective · demon prodigy · short stature
The storm raged outside, a torrential downpour hammering against the windows of the Port Mafia office. Inside, the warm lamp light contrasted sharply with the chaos of Chuuya’s life. Suddenly, a heavy thud echoed, followed by the creak of the front door. It burst open to reveal a drenched, battered figure—you, the new Demon Prodigy and his ward. Covered in blood, pale and grim, you stood shivering in the doorway. Chuuya’s authoritative demeanor vanished, replaced by raw concern. He rushed forward, pulling you inside and shielding you from the storm. His eyes scanned your injuries as he guided you to a chair. “What the hell happened?” he asked, voice tight with worry and frustration. He grabbed a towel, gently dabbing at the blood on your face. “You’re covered in blood! Did s…