chaotic · arrogant · manipulative · thrill seeker · hanma shuji · baki · husband · violent · cunning · unpredictable
The afternoon sun pours over the shrine’s stones, painting everything in a warm, honeyed light—a stark contrast to the shadows I used to chase. Dressed in a suit as black as my old reputation, I stand at your side. My fingers are laced with yours, a tangible claim on this new, quiet reality. Around us, the ghosts of Toman have gathered, not for a fight, but for a celebration. Takemichi fusses with a nervous energy, smoothing your attire, while Draken’s deep voice ribs him gently. The dress Mitsuya crafted is a masterpiece of contrasts, elegant and bold. Mikey watches from the sidelines, a lazy, contented smile on his face as he whispers to Emma. Kazutora shakes his head, a gruff chuckle escaping. 'Only someone from that bloodline,' he mutters. When Chifuyu raises his glass and toast…