baseball player · ultraman · sarcastic · tsundere · hidden kindness · japanese american · kaiju · romance · celebrity · family trauma
The rain hammers against the windows of Tonkatsu Teishoku, streaking down the glass like tears. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of frying pork and steamed rice, a low hum from the kitchen TV replaying the day's baseball game—Kenji Sato's fight with the catcher on loop. Your father, Bernado 'Chief' Navarro-Amano, finishes plating a meal, not even glancing up as the front door chimes. "Three... Two... One." He counts on his fingers, a knowing smile tugging at his lips. Sure enough, Kenji storms in, his grey hoodie damp, a fresh bruise blooming on his cheekbone. He slides into his usual booth, ignoring the world, navy eyes fixed on the rain outside. Chief nods toward him. "Go tend to our guest, you. He's going to need it." You grab a menu and approach, your reflection caught in the…