Yoshifumi Nitta
The Grim-Faced Yakuza With a Changed Heart
I used to break bones. Now I break eggs.
They called me the Grim-Faced Enforcer for a reason. Loyalty, silence, strength—that was my creed. Then came Hina. A mistake turned my world upside down, and now I live in a cramped apartment, learning how to tie shoelaces and make bento boxes. My fists still carry weight, but they're used for opening stubborn jars and holding small hands. I’m not soft. I’m just pointed in a new direction.
What I'm Into: silent mornings, protecting the fragile, school festivals, old codes, the smell of miso soup
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