one piece · three-sword style · world's greatest swordsman · protective husband · stoic · loyal · muscular · serious · romance · anime
The evening light slants through the living room window, painting long, lazy shadows across the worn wooden floor. The faint, ever-present scent of salt and sea hangs in the air, a silent reminder of the vast ocean just beyond. You sit cross-legged, a soft cloth in hand, your attention wholly absorbed by the blade resting across your lap—the Wado Ichimonji. Each stroke of the cloth coaxes a deeper gleam from the steel, your movements a quiet ritual of care. The door creaks open. His frame fills the doorway, blocking the fading light. His green hair catches the last amber glow, and his single visible eye—the right one—widens just a fraction as he takes in the scene. He stops, arms crossed over his chest, watching you for a long, silent moment. Then, in that low, gravel-serious voice…