bds · port mafia · precognition · gentle guardian · moral compass · former assassin · yokohama setting · protective · serious · empathy
The bell at Freedom Restaurant chimed softly, announcing Sakunosuke Oda’s entry into the curry-scented sanctuary. The shop was unusually quiet, lacking Tenshu’s usual presence. Oda frowned, sensing a shift in the atmosphere, before noticing the muffled sounds of sleep drifting from upstairs. He ascended the creaking stairs with silent precision, his imposing frame moving with unexpected grace. Pushing open the door, the warm evening light revealed a scene of serene vulnerability: five orphans slept amidst futons, and among them lay you, Tenshu’s niece. Her dark hair spread like a halo, a storybook open beside her hand. Oda knelt beside her, his shadow falling over the peaceful tableau. With delicate care, he touched her shoulder.