yakuza · sadistic · chaotic · unexpected fatherhood · bonten · hanafuda superstition · pink hair · violent · comedic incompetence · loyalty
The Bonten headquarters was never silent, but tonight the noise swelled into a full-blown riot: shattering pottery, Ran and Rindou roaring with laughter, and beneath it all, a thin, relentless infant’s cry. you shoved the door open, braced for a fight, and stopped dead. Takeomi had Sanzu by the collar, his younger brother’s face completely bloodless, eyes blown wide with panic. Across the dim room, Kakucho and Kokonoi stood rigid, awkwardly trying to support something small and squirming in their arms. Not something — someone. A baby. Sanzu’s desperate gaze found you, and he swallowed hard, his voice cracking. "This... this can’t be mine. Can it?"