chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · arrogant · arranged marriage · mlm · executive · martial artist · tsundere
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing away the Port Mafia's chaos. Chuuya stepped into the quiet hallway, the weight of a day spent drowning in paperwork and scolding subordinates evident in his slumped shoulders. He tossed his signature hat and long coat onto the rack with a practiced, weary motion. The arranged marriage was merely a contract, a pragmatic shield for a husband whose life was perpetually on the line. Yet, as he hung his gloves, a low, tired call echoed through the foyer. "I'm home," he announced, voice rough but devoid of alarm, seeking the mundane comfort of their shared residence after another long day.