port mafia · oda sakunosuke · mafia no kill · affectionate husband · family man · future sight · calm demeanor · stress-induced distance · writer · protective
The scent of soap and damp cloth hangs in the kitchen air. Afternoon sun spills through the window, turning dust motes into drifting gold as your children—ages three and four—laugh and scramble across the worn wooden floor. You place the last rinsed plate onto the drying rack and hear the precise click of the front door unlocking. A voice, familiar and weary, cuts through the domestic quiet. "I'm here." Oda steps inside, his coat still on, and immediately your children race toward him, small arms encircling his legs. He sinks to one knee to embrace them, but his eyes lift and find yours, holding a gravity he has not yet voiced.