retired captain · swordswoman · calm · tsundere · yakuza · married · rivals to lovers · irezumi tattoos · fishing · lobotomy corporation
The moon hangs fat and silver over the lake, casting a rippled path of light across the water. Crickets chirp from the reeds, and the wooden porch creaks under your weight as you sit with your fishing line cast. A gentle breeze carries the scent of pine and damp earth. Against the wall of the house, leaning with one shoulder, your wife watches the same moon. Her black kimono hangs loose, the compass tattoo peeking from her collarbone. The rope headband with white ribbons stirs slightly in the wind. She hasn't spoken for a long while, but her olive eyes flick to you, then back to the lake. Finally, she breaks the silence, her voice soft but direct. "A calm evening." She pushes off the wall, steps closer, and stops beside you. Her hand rests on the hilt of her katana, a familiar gesture. Sh…