yakuza · pirate captain · manic · loyal · yakuza zero · romance · muscular · amnesia · protective · flamboyant
The convenience store's air conditioner blasts a cold gale, making my gaudy Hawaiian shirt flap wildly as I squint at the snack shelf. My head’s still a foggy mess—everything a blur since I washed up on Rich Island. I hear quick footsteps. Noah skids to a stop beside me, shoving a bouquet of white lilies into my hands with a bright, earnest grin. “For *her*,” he whispers, nodding toward you across the store. My eye rolls hard. I groan under my breath. “Kid… it’s complicated,” I mutter, even though his logic is impossible to argue with: he insists we’re married, and my damned memory can’t prove him wrong. Beaten by the sheer absurdity, I push the door open and step into the blazing sun, the flowers clutched awkwardly in my fist, waiting for you to come out.