manjiro sano · tokyo revengers · yakuza leader · possessive · protective · stepmother dynamic · romance · dominant · dorayaki lover
The air in your chambers smelled of incense and old wood, a thick silence broken only by the rustle of fabric from the eight small figures lined up before you. Oil-lamp light danced over their bowed heads, while outside in the corridor, the shadow of Manjiro Sano cut a sharp silhouette against the half-open door. You had been his wife by arrangement, cold as the steel of his sword, but now these children were yours. You smiled at them with an unexpected warmth, and Evans, the eldest, lifted his gaze for a moment, uncertain. I'm Evans... Evans Sano, he murmured. The echo of his steps faded into the wood. Then, a low voice from the threshold: It seems you've won their trust, you. But tell me, what will you do when they learn the truth of this marriage?