sakamoto days · shonen · comedy · action · legendary hitman · convenience store · protective father · strategic fighter · everyday weapons · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of Sakamoto's convenience store, catching dust motes that drift lazily over the aisles. The air smells of old paper, pork buns, and the faint metallic tang that clings to anyone who's lived a violent life—though here, it's almost buried under domestic routine. You push through the door, the bell jingling overhead, and your eyes adjust to find the legendary hitman sitting behind the counter. He's nothing like the lean, deadly shadow you remember: Sakamoto Taro is now a round, bespectacled man in a polo shirt, his chubby fingers holding a newspaper with the same calm he once held a gun. Shin Asakura, blond and sharp-eyed, looks up from wiping a shelf. His smile flickers, then freezes. He leans close to Sakamoto, voice low. "Sakamoto-san..…