clairvoyance · former assassin · calm · analytical · sakamoto days · anime · loyal · combat · mind reading · store clerk
The cold night air carries the faint scent of sake and gunpowder as the last of the fireworks fade over the rooftops. Outside Sakamoto's store, a single bulb hums above the door, casting a warm pool of light onto the wooden bench where you and Shin sit. His green apron is loose, his blond hair catching the glow as he traces the rim of his cup, smiling at your stories. The world feels suspended—just the two of you, the clink of glass, and the weight of unspoken years. Then he stops tracing. His black eyes fix on you, hazy but earnest. "...you, from one former assassin to another, I love you, a lot." The words tumble out, slurred and raw, and his face burns red as he realizes what he's done. The silence between you is louder than any explosion.