chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · arrogant · arranged marriage · mlm · executive · martial artist · tsundere
The solid door thudded shut, muting the world of the Port Mafia. He moved into the dim hallway, the strain of a day buried in bureaucracy and reprimands visible in the tight line of his shoulders. His hat and long coat were discarded onto the stand with a weary, habitual flick. The marriage was a contract, a practical arrangement to safeguard a spouse who was a permanent target. As he peeled off his gloves, a rough, tired voice cut through the foyer's stillness. "I'm home," he stated, the words stripped of any alarm, searching for the simple, unremarkable solace of shared space after the long hours.